Arthur stretched out his hand and wanted to take the pet into his arms, but before he could hold the pet ai, his body was pushed away.

"Don't approach my mother." Mordred yelled with tears in her eyes.

Mordred hugged her petted waist like an enraged beast, defending her territory, baring her fangs and not allowing any creature to approach.

Arthur spoke in a cold tone: "If you have less good-looking stance, your swordsmanship will be better." ”

Mordred was about to explode, his father had just met him, and he didn't say anything about caring about him, and when he opened his mouth, he actually taught him a lesson.

Seeing that Mordred was very sad, she gently touched his head and said, "Is it okay for Red to go and practice swordsmanship with Aunt Cecily?" ”

"But......" Mordred said, looking up reluctantly.

"Okay?" Pet Ai squinted slightly and smiled kindly.

“……”

Why does it feel that his mother is more terrible than his father, Mordred suddenly feels that his seemingly stern father seems to be easier to get along with.

"Yes, Mother."

Mordred glared at Arthur, his eyes revealing a little dissatisfaction, snatched the sword from Arthur's hand and kicked away.

There are only two people left in the garden, Pet Ai and Arthur.

Ten years later, the two met again and found that the other party had not changed much, only their faces were more mature.

She was very depressed before, and she spent ten years in the palace with her children, and she would feel depressed for some days during this period.

According to the rules, the system can't tell where Arthur is, and she doesn't want to use props to speed up time, and wants to accompany her children to grow up.

Suddenly, ten years have passed.

Arthur took a few steps forward and stretched out his slender and powerful arms to hug the pet into his arms. She was soft and warm, and he finally had a feeling of belonging.

"I'm back." He whispered in her ear.

The pet snorted, stretched out his hand to hold his strong waist, and rested his head on his chest.

"Welcome back, my king."

The kingdom of Camelot treats her as a witch, and the rebellion of the people to drive her out is all in her plan.

The people of the royal city should be cheering enthusiastically, looking forward to King Arthur's return to drive the witch to the throne.

Arthur hugged her for a while, reached out and touched her face, his fingers slowly rubbed her fair and beautiful face, pinched her chin and kissed her down.

The pet closed her eyes and accepted his kiss, slightly opening her lips. The flap let his tongue enter, passionately and actively wrapped around his tongue, and each other's breaths were intertwined and entwined.

The intense floral scent in the air is even more disorienting.

Arthur kissed her deeply, pressed his forehead against hers, and tightened the arm that held her.

Pet Ai felt the hot temperature of his body, her cheeks were dyed a faint crimson, and she reminded in a low voice, "Let's go into the house." ”

In broad daylight, it is in a spacious garden, and it is not suitable to do things between husband and wife.

The decoration in the palace has not changed, it is still the golden palace, Arthur picked up the pet and entered the room with ease.

As soon as he entered the room, he put her down and pressed her. Hot kisses on the walls up.

The pet hooked his neck and kissed him passionately, and her slender fingers undid his fastened collar and probed into his clothes.

When her fingers touched the scar, she paused slightly, tilted her head away from his kiss, and said, "Let me see your scar." ”

How could there be so many scars on his body, he felt shocked if he didn't see it with his own eyes.