I secretly glanced at Artolia. Her increasingly majestic and beautiful face made my nervous palms sweat. I fell silent. Only the two of us were left in the hall, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange...

Even Artolia, who was extremely slow in this regard and was known as a golden retriever, seemed to have noticed something, and her beautiful and majestic face gradually turned red.

"Ahem, Artolia, let's take a rest." Artolia's shy look added a bit of glamour, and also weakened the majesty of the king on her body, which allowed me to muster up the courage.

Say this.

"Yes, yes, it's time. There are many official matters to be dealt with tomorrow." Artolia also stuttered when speaking.

"That's what I said. It's better not to go back like this. It will be troublesome to go back. Why not...sleep here tonight...here...here."

"That's what I said, let's do it." Artolia lowered her head.

"It's okay to be in the same room. Don't worry, I won't do anything weird."

I stood up stiffly and held Artolia's little hand.

"Yeah, yeah, because we are husband and wife."

His Majesty, who was so majestic just a moment ago, is now blushing to the root of his neck, and his chin is almost touching his erect suxiong.

"Then, let's turn off the lights." A stammering voice came from the room.

"Uh-huh."

After a while...

"Ahem..."

"..."

"that……"

"..."

"Artolia, I don't sleep well..."

"..."

"So... it would be better if you hold it?"

"" In the darkness, Ruoyou nodded lightly.

"Then I'd be rude." I hugged him. My king's body was still as soft as ever, um, a little stiff, and his face was getting hot. He was so cute.

I'll tell you that I can clearly see Artoria's shy look in the dark?

Another moment...

Gradually, I couldn't be satisfied with holding Artoria's body anymore. It didn't matter if I kissed her.

Of course, only idiots would ask this kind of question, and it would be a pure man to just ask it!!

So, I glared angrily, and decisively moved my face to rub it in my face first before talking.

At the last moment, I gave up.

Fortunately, Artolia did not resist.

Then, he kissed me gently on the forehead, but there was still no movement, which meant there was no trace of Kang Nang.

I became bolder, and slowly kissed my forehead, then down to my eyes. Those pure and flawless green eyes were like a clear spring. My lips lingered on them for a long time, and I reluctantly turned to them.

at.

Then, there is the delicate and smooth face, and the lips that are trembling with excitement and excitement are already as hot as if they are being burned, but Artolia's red face is much brighter than mine.

Her lips became even hotter and hotter.

In the darkness, silently, his lips finally moved to the corner of Artolia's mouth, and he kissed her carefully for a moment. Finally, he carefully raised his feet as if stepping on a mine formation, and slowly moved forward.

Take a small step, then gradually fall in slow motion at a speed of one millimeter per second, and finally touch the ground.

Chun and Chun finally came together, and the girl's softness and sweetness came to her nostrils.

"Hmm~~" In the darkness, a girl's sweet nasal voice that I couldn't suppress sounded softly. It seemed to be a combustion accelerant and made me even more unscrupulous. After a while, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other came from the bed.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, Artolia suddenly moved away from Jiāochun, panted slightly, and spoke.

Hey hey! Sure enough, it still doesn’t work?

I raised my head in frustration and looked at Artolia with innocent eyes.

"I want to change my clothes and change my clothes...

Let’s talk again…”

Artolia probably didn't notice my disappointed look, she lowered her head, stammered, and spoke in an increasingly softer voice, until she was almost inaudible.

Change clothes?

Could it be that he wants to play cosplay, and my king has developed such a wonderful thing? Is it a strange hobby?

Of course it's impossible, bastard!

Without waiting for me to answer, Artolia slipped out of her arms and hurried to the bathroom. Before I could recover, the bathroom door was opened again.

Wearing a pure white, gorgeous dress like a wedding dress, Artolia, who looked like a pure white angel in the dark night, shyly leaned out of the bathroom door, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked out of the bathroom.

On the other side, he got in again.

"As expected, I am more accustomed to dressing up like this." After saying this, Artolia looked at me embarrassedly and hesitated.

"I've read a lot of related books and I still know a little bit about Fanfan... I can also do it in normal times, because... because we're a couple..."

Artolia wanted to tell the other party that her bridal training series was not in vain, but for some reason, when such words reached her throat, she couldn't say them out neatly. After she finished speaking like this, she felt deep in her heart.

The strange feelings that surged up drove her to pull the quilt to cover her pretty face, and didn't care about anything else.

She could never have imagined how lethal these words would be to a man. In front of her, there was a guy who was about to transform from a man to a beast prince because of her words...

In the end, I could tell with my toes that Artolia, who accidentally entered the wolf's den, did not go to bed as early as she wished, although the next day, her mental state seemed to be fuller than after a long sleep... and

Charming went to handle official business.

"Brother, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lena asked with concern on the way to the Madeya settlement.

[Nothing, nothing] I wrote in a panic on the palm of her hand.

"But it seems like every step I take, my bones are cracking." Obviously, in the face of facts speaking louder than words, Lena has developed a sense of distrust in my brother.

[It’s okay. Recently, I’ve been watching the clouds during the day and the stars at night, and I’ve figured out a technique to exercise my akimbo muscles. Those noises mean that I’m exercising]

I looked up at the sky inexplicably, as if the round sun turned into a Bagua diagram in my eyes.

"What is the psoas muscle?" Lena asked curiously.

[If you train a muscle on your waist, you won’t be afraid of it being twisted in the future] I burst into tears.

"It turns out that my brother is often pinched. He must have done something bad." Lena pursed her lips and smiled quietly. The initial topic was finally deceived.

[Don't talk nonsense, I am a famous wife-loving family in Rogge camp, but there are just a few guys who are extremely barbaric.] I wrote angrily, this must be made clear, Lena cannot be misunderstood.

"Oh, who is it?"

[Who else could it be?] I curled my lips.

"I don't think Sister Lucia is such an unreasonable person." Lena revealed the culprit immediately. It seems that the little fox's evil deeds have been widely known, huh.

[Hmph, you know people but not their hearts. Lena will never trust those men who approach you with gentle faces] I groaned and shook my head.

"Don't worry, apart from brother you, um, brother Kriz (it should be the name of White Wolf, hey, isn't that guy's surname White Wolf), brother Chris and the tenderness of my father, I don't want anyone else's.

." Lena nodded obediently, then tilted her cute snow-white wolf ears slightly.

"But I think Sister Lucia must be just shy in front of her brother, so she can only use that method to withdraw from him, isn't it?" Me: "..." Lena, you...

She is obviously a girl who has never experienced love, but she reveals the fact that I took a long time to realize at a glance. Are all prophets such terrible people? Or are they secretly reading books that I shouldn't read?

But you are wrong about one thing. That little fox is not shy, but arrogant. I will not admit any other words except arrogant.

Hilmanya looked at the brother and sister talking and yawned.

She didn't sleep well last night, or rather she didn't sleep well.

Because the master slept with Her Majesty the Queen.

Although this logic sounds a bit strange, it is not strange at all.

The master is the master and her benefactor, and Her Majesty the Queen is the king of the elves. Although she has abandoned her identity, status and honor as an elf and sworn allegiance to her master, this does not prevent her from still admiring Her Majesty the Queen.

Therefore, I stayed up all night last night to prevent thieves. To be more precise, it was to prevent house thieves. If Lord Jeluka Knight and Little Jasmine dare to encourage Silus and Lord Aikelu to steal together,

If you listen, Hilmanya will definitely not mind teaching them a profound lesson.

However, probably because of the majesty of Her Majesty the Queen, the whole night was calm and nothing happened.

But I never expected that the master and Her Majesty the Queen would actually get together.

The wedding two years ago brought these two people who had never met together. Everyone said that this was just a political marriage, a necessary step for the two races to establish friendly relations again, and this marriage was just that.

It's just a formality. Many people assert that after getting married, these two people will not have too much anxiety.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Since the wedding, it seems that His Highness the Prince has not appeared in the elves much.
To be continued...