Chapter 948

Arthur stretched out his hand to hold the pet in his arms, but before he could hold the pet, his body was pushed away.

"Don't come near my mother," cried Mordred tearfully.

Mordred held his pet's waist like an enraged little beast, defending his territory, revealing his tusks and not allowing any creatures to approach.

Arthur opened his mouth coldly and taught him a lesson: "less good-looking posture, your swordsmanship will be better."

Mordred was about to explode. His father had just met him. He didn't care about him. As soon as he spoke, he taught him a lesson.

Pet looked at Mordred's very sad appearance, gently touched his head and said, "will red go to practice fencing with aunt Cecilia?"

"But..." Mordred looked up reluctantly.

"All right?" the pet smiled with a kind smile.

“……”

Why did he feel that his mother was more terrible than his father? Mordred suddenly felt that his seemingly strict father seemed to get along better.

"Yes, mother."

Mordred glared at Arthur, with some dissatisfaction in his eyes. He grabbed the sword from Arthur's hand and left.

There were only two people left in the garden: pet and Arthur.

Ten years later, they met again and found that neither of them had changed much.

Pet Yu spent nearly ten years with her children in the palace. During this period, she also felt depressed and bored.

The system can't tell where Arthur is according to the rules. She doesn't want to use props to speed up the time. She wants to accompany her children to grow up slowly.

Suddenly, ten years have passed.

Arthur stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his slender and powerful arm, held the pet in his arms, and held her soft and warm. Only then did he finally feel belonging.

"I'm back," he said in her ear.

With a sound of pet, he put out his hand around his strong waist and leaned his head against his chest.

"Welcome back, my king."

The kingdom of Camelot regarded her as a witch, and the people's riots clamored to drive her away, which were all in her plan.

People in the king's city should be cheering warmly, looking forward to King Arthur's return and driving away the witch to the throne.

Arthur held her for a moment, stroked her white and beautiful face, slowly rubbed his fingers, then pinched her chin, and he bowed his head and kissed her.

Chong Yu closed her eyes and accepted his provocative kiss. She opened her lips slightly and let his tongue enter the mouth. She wrapped his tongue enthusiastically and actively, and their breathing staggered and lingering together.

The strong fragrance of flowers in the air is more and more disturbing.

Arthur kissed her deeply for a moment, put his forehead against her, and tightened his arms around her.

Pet felt the hot temperature of his body. His cheeks were stained with a faint crimson. He reminded him low, "let's go inside."

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

The decoration of the palace did not change. It was still the magnificent palace. Arthur picked up his pet and entered the room.

As soon as he entered the room, he put her down and kissed her on the wall.

Pet hooked his neck and kissed back warmly. His slender fingers untied his fastened collar and poked into his clothes.

When her finger touched the scar, she gave a slight meal, turned her head away from his kiss and said, "let me see your scar."

How could there be so many scars on his body? It's shocking that he didn't see it with his own eyes.