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Leaving behind a lot of people who were discussing animatedly, Artolia and I held hands and returned to the tent... Well, actually, to be precise, I should have been pulled back to the tent by her.

Artolia is a little strange today. She can't control her strength or her steps. She pulls me in a hurried pace. She doesn't look like the calm king at all.

"Artolia?" I waved my hand in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Fan, I was lost in thought for the moment." Artolia finally reacted as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"I guess it's nothing, but it's rare. You look so absent-minded. Can you tell me what you're thinking about?" I just ignored it and asked out of curiosity.

Artolia: "..."

"Is this something you can't tell me? Well, just pretend I didn't ask." To be honest,

I was a little hurt, and even Artolia, who had always been upright and never concealed anything from me, started to keep secrets from me.

Could it be...could this be the legendary change of mind in the third year of marriage?

When I think of this possibility, I get all over the place. Yes, I wonder how a mortal like me can keep Artoria's heart. After seeing that I'm just a simple fool, I don't have any chance of becoming a king.

Maybe after sex, being abandoned is a natural thing.

"Sorry, Fan, I don't know how to answer you."

Probably because he saw me hanging my head, looking depressed and giving up on myself.

It was so miserable that Artolia tilted her head in embarrassment, revealing the troubled and confused look that rarely appeared in her eyes.

"Is it because you can't answer, or because you can't figure it out yourself?" I was slightly shaken.

"It should be the latter." Artolia lowered her head and thought for a while, then answered firmly.

"I see, then let's find out the reason together. When did it start to become like this?" I pushed my nose deeply, wishing I could hang a love expert, a doctorate in psychology and many other certificates on my chest.

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"This, is it from, is it from?" Artolia stammered, as if she knew it but couldn't say it. She couldn't even tell me the time? What on earth was she thinking about just now? It's strange, my king is so strange.

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"I'm sorry, Fan, I don't know what happened to Lou. I know it, but but..." Artolia apologized to me for the third time. She covered her chest sleepily, showing her confusion.

The look of.

"But I don't know why I don't want to tell you, and I don't know why I keep reminding me... This kind of thing cannot be discussed with Fan..." Although she is a love fool, not much better than the previous generation, Artolia is also a woman after all.

The girl also has the reserve of a girl. Although she doesn't understand what the inexplicable emotion that just poured out of her heart is, her sixth sense as a girl reminds her that she cannot discuss it with the husband in front of her.

How could I let him know that I was jealous of him? Artolia's pride and self-esteem as a girl seemed to be silently hiding her face in shyness.

Me: "..." After Artolia said this, I was still a little hurt. In my heart, I ripped off the license plate in front of my chest and threw it on the table. I roared like Godzilla.

However, seeing the golden máo on Artolia's forehead spinning rapidly, almost overloaded and smoking, which was probably the same as her current mood, I couldn't bear to embarrass her, so I stretched out my arm and gently

He gently held His Majesty the King in his arms, who was still bewildered.

"I'm sorry, Artolia, for embarrassing you. If you don't know what to say, let's stop here." I reached out and stroked the golden ponytail behind my king, and I whispered in her ear.

"However, I don't want Ranfan to think that I am hiding something from Fan." Artolia's character is still so upright and rigid, and she said without knowing how to adapt.

"Yeah, I don't want to either, but Artolia, I think mutual understanding and tolerance are more important between husband and wife than being honest about everything, isn't it?"

"Is that so? Fan, thank you." Artolia tilted her head and considered for a moment, seemed to accept my statement, breathed a sigh of relief, and shrank her small body slightly, allowing me to hug her tighter.

The touch of the cold armor in her arms further highlighted her small body and the softness and heat of Luolu's skin outside the armor.

Silently holding the body in my arms, the coldness of the armor and the tenderness of the girl seemed to symbolize Artolia's calm and murderous side as a king, and her gentle and considerate side as a wife. I was a little intoxicated.

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After a while, Artolia sighed comfortably in her arms, and heard her murmuring.

"I don't know why, but being held by Fan like this, all the uneasiness I felt just now disappeared. It was very warm..."

"Feeling uneasy?" I repeated sleepily.

Didn't you say you were thinking about something?

"Oh~ It's nothing, Fan, you don't need to worry about it." Artolia seemed to realize that something had been leaked, and she quickly shook her head, trying to cover it up with her majestic and serious voice.

Artolia also became more and more cunning, and even used this method to block the topic.

Well, no, Artolia like this must be punished.

Because Artolia has been showing confusion and weakness since just now, she is a bit more delicate than usual, which gradually makes me bolder.

"Really? Well, I won't ask further, but..." After a pause, I pinched the chin of Huai Jia's buried pretty face and gently lifted it up. I smiled with evil intentions and whispered.

"Then would it feel better like this?" As he spoke, his mouth had already been lowered, and he gently touched it, holding the cute and sensitive elf ears in his mouth.

Finally, it finally landed on Jiāochun.

Chun's tongues exchanged words, and at some point, Artolia's fragrant arms wrapped around her neck, raising her pretty face higher and closer.

"How about it, Your Majesty, do you feel more at ease?" Looking at her pretty red face, I teased in a low voice.

"Fan, it's wrong to bully others."

Because of the close-knit love, no matter how strong-willed the person is, it is impossible for them to endure it.

I couldn't help but put my mouth to it again, enjoying the delicious sweetness of the peach.

Suddenly, all movements stopped.

A little kid was sitting not far from Artoria and I, holding his index finger in his mouth while making a fussy sound, and with cute cartoon-like eyes, unblinkingly looking at the two of me and Artolya being intimate.

I'm in a daze and can't help but look at it.

"You...don't you know that doing this will cause nails in your eyes?"

No matter how thick-skinned I was, I was too embarrassed to continue. I let go of Artolia, stretched out my finger, and flicked little King Arthur's head.

"Woo-da, I was discovered by the stupid mount." Little King Arthur, knowing that he had done something wrong,

He held his head in an exaggerated manner and started whining.

Artolia was startled when she heard the sound. She quickly sat up from my arms, glanced at little King Arthur quickly, then picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, and drank it with a sizzle.

It's useless, Artolia. The golden máo on your forehead has already betrayed your current mood. Oh, and you haven't wiped the drool on your face. I'm really sorry.

I subconsciously pursed my lips, lingering on the lingering fragrance of Artoria, and then glared at little King Arthur with angry eyes. It was all this little guy's fault, otherwise I could have continued to be in love with His Majesty the King for a while.

However, the current voyeuristic act of attacking little King Arthur will undoubtedly make Artoria, who is pretending to be calm, even more embarrassed. In addition, the little king also helped me a lot when I was in the Sky City, so I decided to turn this time around.

Write down the little black book first, and don’t do the accounting for now.

"Where did you run just now? How come you disappeared without a trace?" I stretched out my finger, poked the little guy's soft face, and asked curiously.

"There is no need to report to the mount where Ben Ang is going." I moved my finger away in protest, and the little King Arthur shouted in a loud voice, but after a pause, he couldn't help but say it, he is really a guy who is afraid of loneliness.

"Ben Ang just went to see Long Xin."

"Oh, Long Xin!" I clapped my hands. I would have almost forgotten what little King Arthur said if he didn't say it. He really doesn't deserve the title of foodie.

"Long Xin?" Artolia also entered the conversation with half doubt and half with the purpose of diverting from the panic and shyness just now.

"That's right, it's Long Xin."

I nodded vigorously. Although I informed Artolia, she didn't know exactly what kind of enemy we were facing.

So I took this opportunity to tell her the detailed story one by one.

"Fan, thank you for your hard work." Artolia moved and held my hand.

The stronger you are, the more difficult it is to lift the entire Madea settlement into the sky. To be honest, if it hadn't been for the help of little King Arthur this time, and with the presence of Amludina, I would have fallen into a big trap.

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"Just don't blame me for being too impulsive." I also held Artoria's little hand and said emotionally.

Their eyes looked at each other and gradually became entangled with each other.

It's a pity that there is still a big light bulb. I glared at little King Arthur who once again fell into the viewing mode, stretching his neck and flexing his index finger, hoping that Artoria and I would do something.

Seeing Artolia's pretty face flushed again, she became embarrassed. If this continues, there will be some sequelae. Every time she is intimate, she will have to worry that little King Arthur is peeping.

So, I decisively targeted Little King Arthur.

Hey~~I’ll catch it!!!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Little King Arthur, who was caught off guard by me, started to struggle. Seeing that I was holding both hands and couldn't even pull out the toothpick sword, she lowered her head angrily and bit my index finger.

Humph, stupidity!

My face showed a look of contempt for all living beings, as if I was alone and seeking defeat.

After the test of the little ghost and the dead dog, no one in the world can hurt me with their teeth.

Even so, little King Arthur does not have sharp teeth like a little ghost that can chew diamonds, nor does he have a strange tooth like a dead dog that hurts no matter who he bites.

However, she has powers that are close to domain level.
To be continued...