In fact, Hera knows why he is nervous.
And that was the reason why she felt ashamed and happy at this time.
Facing Heisenberg's eyes that were still piercing even though she was drunk, Hera raised her wine glass to greet Heisenberg. She wanted to use wine to quench all her charms that should not have arisen.
Looking at Hera's toast, Heisenberg smiled understandingly, picked up the wine glass and touched her gently.
The two of them drank the wine slowly.
When Heisenberg put down the empty wine glass, he was about to grab the wine bottle and pour wine for Hera.
He suddenly noticed.
Just now, Hera drank a little faster than him.
Hera drank too fast and coughed slightly, but even so, the goddess still got in front of Heisenberg and quietly lifted the wine bottle.
Look at Heisenberg holding a wine glass and looking at him meaningfully.
Hera's face was so red that he almost bled.
"What are you looking at, you smooth-talking barbarian? Bring me the wine glass!"
While still shouting at Heisenberg proudly, Hera awkwardly lowered his head to add wine to Heisenberg.
Somehow, looking at his increasingly overflowing wine glass, Heisenberg, who originally thought it was just wishful thinking, suddenly felt that his heart was like the wine glass, being filled gently by the Hera in front of him...
After watching himself fill it up, Hera quickly took back the jug and quietly filled it up for himself.
Then, she pursed her lips and placed the wine bottle closer to herself with a smile.
After doing all this, Hera picked up the cup. At this time, she was particularly shy.
She looked at Heisenberg, shook her head gently, and muttered.
"I seem to understand your thoughts, but please remember.
All that can only be a joke, don't continue to use that as a purpose and plan to do something irrational."
After finishing his words, Hera touched Heisenberg's cup, and then took a big gulp of wine.
When she put down the wine glass, she found that Heisenberg had snatched the wine bottle after all.
In this case, Hera silently watched Heisenberg add wine to himself, and waited until his own wine glass was also full.
Hera actually felt that there was something new in his empty heart.
From this point on, the two of them were like children, neither of them thinking about anything serious, something that should be considered by God.
They just drink one glass at a time.
After each drink, they looked at each other and refilled their drinks with a smile.
Just such a small thing actually makes these two gods, who are both at the top of the multi-level world, so happy that they can hardly control themselves.
After a long time, while pouring wine for Hera, Heisenberg raised his head and asked.
"What irrational thing did you just say?"
"You know what you're asking, barbarian, what do you think is so irrational?
The new friend in your heart is sitting in front of you. Although she also regards you as a friend, she also doesn't care about your identity as a foreign country and truly accepts you.
But she... she is someone else's wife, barbarian..."
Facing Heisenberg's question, Hera smiled with relief while sipping his wine.
But while smiling, Hera showed a little bit of bitterness on his face.
"Back then, when I was just born, I was eaten by my father.
I don't know if you have heard of his name, but his name is Cronus. It's me, Zeus, or the father of Poseidon and Hades.
No matter what, Zeus saved me. In this matter, I am grateful to..."
"That's gratitude, not love, right? Hera..."
Heisenberg interrupted Hera's words. He stretched out his hand and gently patted Hera's hand that fell to the soft couch.
Heisenberg just patted the back of his hand lightly, but Hera was so frightened that he suddenly stood up.
For a traditional woman like her, even the most basic physical contact would be classified as a betrayal of marriage.
After she dodged Heisenberg's palm, she quickly emphasized to Heisenberg.
"I don't want to repeat myself, Manzi, chatting is just chatting, don't touch anything.
As for love, I admit that even at the beginning, I never loved Zeus.
But that is not the reason for me to betray him. Even if he betrays me countless times, everything that makes me painful and resentful will not become an excuse for me to betray my marriage!
You know, Heisenberg.
Everyone who knows me, all the gods and mortals in this world, they only think that I am jealous and that my mind is as narrow and cramped as a needle.
But no one sees that I may be the last god in the world who gets married but never betrays his marriage.
This is not something worth bragging about, but it is my last bit of self-respect.
My broken marriage has already destroyed my dignity, and it has also destroyed my image in the hearts of the gods.
Not betraying is my final guarantee to myself and my final loyalty to my priesthood!
Believe me, if I were just like my unfaithful daughter-in-law.
If I were like Aphrodite who kept betraying my stupid son Hephaestus.
If I were that kind of woman.
That kind of me is not worthy of you, this foreign King of Gods, sitting here and treating me as your friend.
How could such a woman be qualified to love and be loved...
How does she deserve it?"
After her words fell, Hera grasped her wine glass with difficulty. In just a short moment, her glass cracked due to her grip.
Seeing this, Heisenberg smiled in understanding, and then he immediately reached out to Hera.
Opposite the soft couch, Hera, who was sitting with his legs bent, saw Heisenberg actually reaching over again!
She panicked instinctively, and while her face instantly became hot, her hands immediately wanted to move her back.
But Heisenberg is faster than her.
In front of Hera's sullen eyes, he could not hide his joy and sweetness.
Heisenberg gently held Hera's... upper edge of the wine glass.
Looking at Heisenberg's hand holding his wine glass, he felt that the big hand was so close to his own, but they seemed to be hundreds of millions of kilometers apart.
Hera took a long breath. She was no longer nervous. She also felt Heisenberg's respect for her, but such respect did not make her happy.
She really doesn't understand what's wrong with her!
At the same time, after gripping Hera's cup, Heisenberg whispered softly.
"You broke the cup, how about I fix it for you?"
As the words fell, invisible divine power spread out along Heisenberg's palm, filling Hera's broken cup in an instant.
With the entanglement of divine light, Hera's cup instantly recovered. At the same time, Heisenberg's hand quietly slid down, and gently held Hera's small hand and the wine cup tightly.
Hera's expression suddenly changed. Before the regret of the previous second had time to subside, the sweetness and shame of the next second came back to him.
This time, Hera really didn't know what to do. She planned to try to escape from Heisenberg's palm.
But after she completely felt the temperature of Heisenberg's palm.
She shyly realized that she seemed unable to escape this time...
Just like that, Heisenberg freed up his other hand and took out the cup from Hera's hand.
At this point, Heisenberg's right hand is completely held together with Hera.
The two people's fingers were inexplicably connected, and their fingers rubbed each other's fingers.
It was just such an ordinary little gesture, but it made both of them feel a little drunk.
While stroking Hera's little hand, Heisenberg looked at Hera's deeply buried head and continued.
"Suddenly I have a question for you, Hera.
I can fix your broken wine glass, but can I have a chance to mend your wounded heart?"
"You..."
Hera was speechless. This was her first time holding hands with another male god.
In other words, this is the second pair of hands she has held by a man who is not her own child since she was born.
In other words, this is also the first time she has been held hand...
And she... actually couldn't avoid it, or didn't want to avoid it.
Facing Heisenberg's question, Hera could no longer hear Heisenberg's voice. At this time, all her thoughts were focused on her little paws that were gently held by Heisenberg.
Obviously, the man opposite me was rubbing her very gently, and I felt very comfortable.
But why, I always feel that Heisenberg is holding my hand so tightly that I can no longer escape...
Looking at Hera's confused eyes, Heisenberg smiled happily. He lifted Hera's little hand and moved it toward his cheek.
Until this moment, Hera finally reacted!
This is wrong, this is not what I want!!!
Seeing that his palm was about to be controlled by Heisenberg, it was caressing Heisenberg's handsome face even though he had no stubble.
Hera jerked her hand away, and then she no longer dared to look at Heisenberg.
In order to prevent his little paws from being grabbed by the male god opposite him, Hera, with his eyes evasive, simply put his hands behind his back to support his body.
She didn't even care that such a posture would fully expose the fullness of her chest and the curves of her body to the male god opposite her.
Opposite the soft couch, Heisenberg, who was escaped by Hera, did not feel sorry.
Looking at Hera, he looked like an ostrich, just lowering his head to avoid himself.
Heisenberg continued to talk to Hera while adding wine to Hera.
"With such a good atmosphere, don't let our thoughts stop at this moment.
I really enjoyed hearing the stories you told me before, so how about continuing?"
"Ah?"
Hera was stunned at first.
"Oh!"
Then she blushed and returned to her original posture.
While shyly adding wine to Heisenberg, Hera picked up a grape with his fingers.
Hera, with eyes squinting, face red, and heart beating rapidly, carefully handed the grape to Heisenberg's mouth.
Seeing Heisenberg swallowing the grapes with a smile, but out of respect for himself, he did not lick or swallow his fingertips.
Hera smiled happily and then said softly.
"I can't believe that you, a barbarian, don't care about war and fighting.
You are so interested in my love life.
There's nothing I can't tell you. Gods and mortals know my broken marriage and broken ears better than I do.
From the beginning to now, I have never loved Zeus. There is nothing that cannot be said.
I am his sister, and as I said before, I am grateful to him for saving me and my other siblings from our father's belly.
But that's not why I'm with him.
No matter how many times he said he loved me, no matter how many flowers and exquisite clothes he gave me, I would never accept him.
We should never have gotten to where we are today, let alone have the relationship we have today.
You know, he lied to me from the beginning. After I rejected him, he transformed into a cuckoo and fell in front of me in the pouring rain.
I saw the cuckoo was pitiful, so I picked it up and put it in my arms. I thought I was protecting it, but I was hurting myself.
That damn bastard is back in my arms!
He actually touched the chest that I have held close to my whole life like that!
Even if I pushed him out immediately, I still couldn't get rid of the fact that we had been in close contact for a moment.
After that, he claimed to have me all over the world, and his lies finally became the truth in the eyes of all the gods under his propaganda.
No one can argue with him, and no one is willing to argue with me, Zeus, who had defeated all enemies at that time!
After his father disappeared, Zeus was truly the most powerful god in heaven and earth. There is no doubt about this.
From then on, no one could stop him from getting me.
In this way, after a long time, I finally married him, my only possibility in this world.
I'm so funny, I'm so... such a joke."
Having said this, Hera smiled with difficulty. While smiling bitterly, she raised her wine glass and gave Heisenberg a distant salute.
The two clinked glasses, and then Hera put down the glasses.
Her eyes were no longer sweet and confused, because by telling her story, she felt that she had seen her own destiny.
So she continued.
"Just like now, barbarian.
Zeus is the destined king of Olympus. The other gods combined cannot compete with him.
No one is his opponent, no one.
Just like not one of my sons is willing to face Zeus and save their mother from being whipped.
I... am grateful for your...
I don't want to say that, I really don't want to.
Anyway, I'm... grateful for your thoughtfulness, really.
But don't continue, although... even though even I have to admit, you...
You are worthy of any goddess!
Even if it's me, or other goddesses who are far more pure and beautiful than me.
Olympus There are countless people better than me. You should pay more attention to them. Don't let my identity become a sharp blade to hurt you, barbarian.
Aren't we friends? We are friends.
I... I don't want you to get hurt, Zeus him..."
"Yes, yes, Zeus is very strong, Zeus is really strong, right, woman?"
Heisenberg finally showed a dissatisfied look and interrupted Hera's words.
Facing Hera's lowered head, Heisenberg quietly stretched out his hand, and gently twisted a strand of Hera's long hair on the temples.
Feeling the strange movement in his hair, Hera raised his head in panic, but when he found that Heisenberg followed his movement of raising his head and changed positions very quickly.
When she saw that Heisenberg would rather put on an awkward pose than hurt herself even a little bit.
Hera, who originally planned to escape, pursed his lips in resignation.
Opposite, Heisenberg faced Hera's anxious eyes and gently wrapped Hera's extremely smooth hair around his fingertips.
At the same time, he said softly.
"I'm sorry, woman, I seem to suddenly realize that I came a little too late.
But my lateness shouldn't be the reason for you to be hurt, right?
Without me, no one at Olympus would dare to face the so-called anger of Zeus?
Well, now we have it!"
After the words fell, Heisenberg frowned, and his eyes finally collided with those of Hera who kept dodging.
At this moment, Hera was shocked to realize that she saw a real, extremely bright sun in the eyes of the man opposite.
But what made her even more unable to hide her joy and shyness was that the sun in the eyes of the man opposite her was called Hera at this moment!
The man opposite has his eyes full of her...
But the more this happens, the more Hera wants to escape.
Once upon a time, she never imagined that she would experience such an unspeakable feeling as she does today.
After all, as she said, she is Zeus's wife. Who in Olympus dares to offend Zeus?
Who knows that Olympus does not exist, but Asgard does, and Asgardian does!
The barbarian in front of me is really not from Olympus...
Looking at Heisenberg's burning eyes and the fingers wrapped along his hair, Hera felt Heisenberg's extremely sure and beating heart.
Facing the situation at hand, listen to Heisenberg's last words.
Hera is drunk.
She lay on the side in confusion, and Heisenberg planned to lean towards her.
But at this moment, Hera fiercely extended his hand of rejection to Heisenberg!
"No, don't, stop, just sit there, stay away from me, please, please!!!
I only have the last dignity left, I can't continue, don't let even the last bit of my care disappear from my heart!
I'm drunk, Barbarian, everything today is just a dream after I was drunk!
I am a god entangled in marriage. I should not be a person worthy of your challenge Zeus!
Please, stay away from me, we are still friends, okay, Heisenberg?"
"Of course, as long as you want it, I will always satisfy your idea, woman."
Seeing Hera's fearful and nervous look, Heisenberg laughed softly.
Facing Heisenberg's last smile, Hera somehow believed it and felt relieved.
The male god in front of me is not a bastard like Zeus who only knows how to fuck sperm.
He is a real man worth trusting.
Thinking like this, Hera lay slumped on the soft couch beside her. She closed her eyes, and all the strength in her body seemed to be swallowed up by the fire in her heart.
"Barbarian!"
Facing the flame in his heart, Hera suddenly spoke.
"The more you respect me, the harder it will be for me to get rid of you.
So, is this your conspiracy?"
"Of course this is not a conspiracy, woman.
If I must say it, it's fate."
"It's fate, but why didn't it appear earlier?
I have five children, I am still married, and I thought that was my life.
But who knew that at this time, I would still encounter fate?"
After the words fell, Hera, who was lying on his back, began to sob violently.
Looking at the sobbing Hera, Heisenberg gently reached out and smoothed her handfuls of soft curly hair behind the soft couch to prevent the goddess from causing pain to her hair roots in grief.
Feeling the gentle movements of Heisenberg, Hera let her hair fall behind the soft couch.
Somehow, along with Heisenberg's movements, Hera was intoxicated.
She tried to open her eyes.
Her tearful eyes looked at Heisenberg in confusion.
I saw her opening her mouth in amusement. She hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed and cried.
"How can I... how do I deserve such a fate?
Barbarian, stay away from me, please.
Even for yourself...!"
"Woman, stop repeating such stupid things.
I know, Zeus is very strong, but I'm not weak either, right.
I have never been afraid of him, not in the past, not now, let alone in the future."
"But I'm afraid, I'm afraid you'll get hurt, and I'm even more afraid you'll die in front of me.
I know you may not be the loser, he is King of Gods, and you are King of Gods, neither of you are weak, you are both strong.
But I am really afraid that you will be injured or even die, especially for me. Why is it for me? How can I be worthy of it?
Is this a dream? I... I just drank too much today, right...
I haven't had such a sweet dream for a long time..."
While murmuring, Hera closed his eyes heavily.
She fell asleep.