In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

The girl by the window watched Rosen leave, the holy blue eyes were placed on the table again, and the throat was surging.

'Hmm... the portion for two is a bit too much, forget it, let's add an extra meal today so as not to waste it. '

The stomach of the king was revealed, and the knife and fork were swinging, leaving only the empty plate.

Rosen didn't know that because of his own reasons, King Arthur had eaten "a little more". He was very depressed by doing a loss-making business. He kicked at least three trash cans on the way back to the hotel. I saw Mordred lying on the sofa.

The bear child was very tired from playing, and his clothes were disheveled, and the tube top leaked half of the airport.

Just seeing the tranquility of Arturia, and now seeing the appearance of Mordred's sister, Rosen's face immediately sank.

"Hey, Mordred, why are you back so late!"

"You're annoying, I just flew two more laps." The bear boy rolled over and frowned, "Why were there so many sneaky guys just now?"

"The hotel has a new employee."

"How can there be such a coincidence." Mordred was nervous but not stupid, his nose twitched a few times, and his face suddenly turned cold, "How did I smell that guy!"

"You think too much." Rosen scolds the bear child for being a dog, and why is this question a little weird, as if he didn't bleed heavily but went to soak her father.

This made him feel even worse, and slapped the bear child's ass|stock with a slap:

"Go to bed quickly, there is still something to do tomorrow morning, remember to tidy up."

'Clap', the crisp sound echoed, Mordred jumped up like a conditioned reflex, with two hands behind his back, his face was extremely wrong.

"What are you doing!?"

Rosen's face also changed slightly, recalling the soft touch still left in his hand, looking at the bear child's face flushed, and his heart thumped.

Damn, I accidentally shot the wrong place, but the elasticity is... very good!

He reacted extremely quickly, and before Mordred got angry, he shouted sharply:

"Don't understand? There is something important tomorrow!"

Looking at this tough attitude similar to the past, the strange feeling was quickly diluted, Mordred just muttered: "If you have something to say, why do you move your feet..."

"Well? Why did I move my hands and feet?"

"Hey, an idiot with less than three seconds of memory." Maybe he didn't even understand what it felt like, so the bear boy didn't want to continue the topic, he even jumped to the door, and suddenly turned his head again.

"Is it going to be racing or buying games tomorrow? Also, why do you need to clean up?"

"Because..." Rosen grinned, showing his white teeth, and said in a very sinister tone:

"Go see your handsome father tomorrow!"

PS: This chapter has more than [-] words!Do you have a ticket?Do you have a ticket?

PS2: Damn, I owe two chapters again, it's okay, I'm ready, I'll post it together when the time comes!

Chapter 81 Call it the Clock Tower

Early the next morning, Mordred was pulled from the bed by Rosen and immediately asked the boy to change his clothes. After a few minutes, the boy dressed in hot pants and a tube top almost made Rosen vomit blood. .

"I should have said, let you clean up!" The blue veins on the man's forehead burst, and he was officially summoned to dress like this, and he really wanted to make big news.

"Hey, doesn't it look good?" Mordred shook her white legs, and her hot pants didn't even cover her buttocks.

"It doesn't look good! At least it's not formal enough, so hurry up and change."

"But it's very comfortable to wear like this. People only need to be comfortable."

Rosen was not in the mood to talk nonsense, and stretched out his palm, "Give you five minutes, or else go back to the sea of ​​consciousness and don't come out."

Power is justice, and there is no room for it. After the trip to Britain, Rosen can suppress this bear child from any angle. His anger is already in vain, and Mordred has no choice but to turn around and change his clothes.

The door was closed, and the man was smoking a cigarette at the door. By the way, he thought about the plan to meet today, but Mordred had already opened the door before he had finished smoking half of the cigarette.

Through the morning light outside the window, I saw a knight in full armor standing at the door, with a horn helmet in one hand, and a big sword on his shoulder in the other hand, as if he was about to set foot on the battlefield.

"Long wait."

"Wait for a long time, this is the result of your cleaning up?" Rosen opened his mouth and the cigarette butt fell to the ground.

Obviously the long lace dress and white stockings are on the bedside, can't this guy see it! ?

"Hmph, this is the most formal dress of Lord Mordred!" The bear boy smiled contemptuously, showing two tiger teeth, "Don't fool me all day about what long dress I wear, do you think I'm a fool!"

Of course, she saw those clothes and even tried them on, but she blushed instantly when she looked in the mirror, and then she gnashed her long skirt and stockings to charcoal.

"So you saw it..."

"Nonsense! Who wears such inconvenient and shameful clothes! Why don't you try it next time?"

"That's women's clothing, how do I wear it." Rosen adjusted his clothes. He was wearing a black suit today. Well, the same style as the King of Knights.

"You know it's women's clothing! How did you say it before..." Mordred tilted his head and said in Rosen's tone:

"Clothes have no gender. Men can wear women's clothes, and women can wear men's clothes. Now I want to wear men's clothes. How about you wear women's clothes?"

Hiss.... This bear boy has his IQ online today.

Rosen sucked in a breath of cold air. Could it be that thinking about his father can improve his IQ?Of course he couldn't wear women's clothes, otherwise the knights of the round table wouldn't be able to hack themselves to death as perverts.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you that there are truths in this world that children don't understand." Rosen, who had been dismantled by the 'gender correction plan', was sullen. Seeing that Mordred wanted to discuss this issue, he turned and left.