My Knights of the Round Table

Isolde seemed to have stayed with Tristan for too long, as he spoke, tears began to well up in his eyes again.

"Feel sorry."

Arthur hugged her gently.

The young girl's delicate body is very plump, and the slender waist is full of elastic sensuality, just hugging her is very comfortable.

Arthur is becoming more and more proficient in this kind of action, without any hesitation, and the technique is also very skillful.

The girl in his arms seemed very young, her body trembled slightly when Arthur hugged her, but she reacted quickly and leaned into his arms obediently.

"No, it's all right, Your Majesty. I'm quite satisfied now."

Isolde said softly with a blushing face, her voice was still gentle, somewhat similar to Guinevere.

Arthur smiled and said nothing.

Holding the girl for a while, looking at the girl's still shy and timid face, he felt some teasing thoughts.

Under the surprised eyes of the girl, he picked her up and put her on his lap.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?!"

Isolde blushed, her fair and tender cheeks were as red as autumn apples.

In this position, she happened to be facing Arthur, and she couldn't escape at all.

Barely muster up the courage to look at Arthur, but saw his slightly teasing gaze, his eyes were filled with shame for an instant, and even some tears appeared.

"Please, please don't bully me..."

Isolde said tremblingly, and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Arthur's face.

The strange words and delicate appearance made Arthur feel more interesting.

Lucius, who had left suddenly, and Vortigern, who appeared unexpectedly, were in a somewhat depressed mood at this moment.

Sticking his head out and sticking his mouth against the girl's delicate face, he blew lightly on her earlobe.

"If I don't bully Isolde, I will be very distressed."

Arthur still spoke softly in a very gentle voice.

When Isolde heard this, his body trembled even more violently, and he didn't know where to put his two little hands.

Her white and tender earlobes were also stained red, and she involuntarily let out a few mouthfuls of hot air.

"Don't, don't do that, Your Majesty."

Isolde's gentle voice was full of uncontrollable tenderness.

It's not so much a refusal as an invitation.

Arthur directly hugged Isolde's delicate body tightly, letting her slightly plump body lean against him tightly.

The girl also closed her eyes resignedly to her fate, wrapping her two small arms around Arthur's back and hugging him tightly.

"By the way, Isolde, who gave you your clothes."

Arthur did not carry out the steps the girl expected, but continued to speak softly.

The clothes on the girl didn't show any signs of being worn for a long time, but more like new clothes just made.

Isolde opened his eyes, eyes full of confusion.

It took a long while before he realized what Arthur meant by saying that, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment again.

"His Majesty!"

Even though Arthur's behavior was a bit excessive, the girl's voice was still very gentle, and at most there were some mild accusations.

Arthur didn't seem to hear it, and still asked curiously.

"Who is it?"

"May, Miss Meili."

Isolde opened his mouth, and after speaking for a long time, he finally restrained his embarrassment and spoke out.

Arthur nodded knowingly.

The girl's clothing is very close-fitting, perfectly showing the girl's plump figure.

Although the atmosphere of this era is very open, the girl in front of her is not the type to wear this kind of clothes at all, it must have been given to her by herself.

"very nice."

"Really?"

"right."

Arthur smiled slightly, and stretched his hand in under the girl's panicked eyes.

Chapter 137 Chapter 40 Irina's Confession

An hour later, the reception room on the third floor.

The hoarse female voice in the room gradually subsided, and the door was slowly pushed back.

Arthur pushed open the door and came out, only to find Tristan still standing in the doorway.

The red-haired elf girl didn't have too much sad expression, but looked at Arthur with a complex and strange expression, and her elf-like delicate face was also stained red.

That expression made him feel a little ashamed.

"You've been here?"

Arthur also had a weird expression on his face.

Regardless of strength, the identity of an archer alone requires sensitive hearing. Although the sound insulation effect of the room is very good, it certainly cannot block the girl in front of him.

He forgot about her at first, but he didn't expect that she could stand outside for an hour under the sound inside.

what is this...?

Tristan nodded, took a breath with his small nose, and a strange smell in the bedroom came to his mind.

Although I haven't really seen it, but based on the strange sound in the room just now, I can tell the reason for this smell.

The plain eyes of the girl who had been sad all this time also became a little flustered.

"I, I'll go and see Isolde first."

"I'll ask the maid to tidy up."

Arthur held out his hand to stop the red-haired girl.

Only then did Tristan realize that he was a little too flustered.

If he went in and saw the scene inside, not only himself and Arthur, but even Isolde would feel ashamed.

His face became more rosy, and his tone became obviously flustered. He withdrew his hands and kept the most basic interests towards Arthur, but he didn't dare to look at him at all.

"Then I'll leave first."

"and many more."

Arthur closed the door with one hand, and the other hand stretched out directly to grab Tristan.

The red-haired girl's body trembled, and she subconsciously pulled out her hands, put them on her chest, and looked at Arthur with some vigilance.

"what happened?"

Tristan tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, but there was still some uncontrollable panic. He obviously regarded the person in front of him as a pervert or something.

Arthur smiled awkwardly, and withdrew his hand.

"Did you hear Isolde's voice just now?"

"Of course I heard...?! You you you!!!???"

Tristan replied subconsciously, but suddenly realized something was wrong halfway through.His eyes widened and he looked at Arthur with an incredulous expression on his face, as if he was looking at a perverted pervert.

With two hands in front of him, his flustered expression carried some sadness from before.

"I didn't mean that, it was..."

Arthur originally wanted to talk about what Isolde had just told him about making the red-haired girl in front of him stay.

Now that he has done that kind of thing, he will naturally be responsible for that blond girl...young woman.

Let Tristan stay, but also for Isolde.

After all, she came from Ireland, and there are still many things that I can't accompany her. She is alone in a foreign land, so it would be best if someone can accompany her.

Tristan also came back to his senses and understood what Arthur meant, but there was still some resistance in his eyes.

"For the time being, I will stay. Is there anything else, Your Majesty."

"do not have much left."

"Then I'll leave first."

Tristan kept his voice as calm as possible, and his expression returned to that slightly sad look.

Arthur didn't stop him, he stood there looking at the slim back of the red-haired girl, and suddenly had a strange thought.

If she can't maintain a sad look at a time like this.

"Suddenly want to see how excited she is."

Arthur was talking to himself, but he froze when he just said the words.

Why is he becoming more and more perverted.

"It should be because I stayed with Mei Li for too long."

Thinking of this, the strange feeling in my heart more or less disappeared.

He raised his head and looked down the corridor.