This is My Heroic Path

This scene is so familiar, Morgan Le Fay has done similar things before.

This is probably the method Morgan taught Lily, right?

Feeling the girl's hand on his face, An Zhiyu no longer knew whether he should be happy or sad.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing should not be done by me, right?

As a result, except for the one with the master, the rest were all passively accepted.

Arturia watched An Zhiyu carefully, leaned down slightly, and made a gesture that seemed to be kissing.

But when her lips were close to An Zhiyu's, they stopped abruptly, and a strand of golden hair gently brushed An Zhiyu's face.

Artoria stared at An Zhiyu's face with complicated eyes.

Wouldn't it feel like taking advantage of others by doing so?

After letting him close his eyes, he would secretly do something bad, which seemed a little bad.

"Open your eyes." Artoria said.

Looking at An Zhiyu who opened his eyes, staring at those pitch-black pupils, and the handsome face under the soft hair that seemed not yet fully mature, Artoria silently covered her face.

That would make it even more impossible to do that kind of thing!

But even if he closed his eyes, if she kissed him, Xiaoyu would most likely open his eyes.

Sure enough, he should have covered his eyes just now!

Thinking of this, Arturia let go of her hands covering her face, her eyes scanned left and right, and suddenly froze on the pair of stockings she had just taken off.

If you cover his eyes, you don't have to worry about being seen by him, right?

But this is completely inconsistent with the righteous chivalry spirit. As a knight, you should express your feelings openly, and then do what you want to do openly.

But this is embarrassing...

It's annoying, the emotion is annoying.

"Lily?" An Zhiyu called Artoria cautiously.

For some reason, he always felt that the sense of oppression that Arturia exuded was amazing.

"What's wrong?" Arturia frowned.

In fact, she didn't want to frown, but she subconsciously wanted to use this method to hide her shyness.

"No, just now I thought you were in a daze, so I tried to shout..."

Artoria didn't speak, but An Zhiyu glanced at her, and then said: "I think you are quite suitable for skirts. I didn't expect that there are clothes suitable for you in Sister Morgan's dressing room."

"Is this her childhood dress?"

"When I was a child?" Artoria's eyelids twitched slightly.

Does that mean she's too young?

An Zhiyu immediately sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he quickly changed the subject: "Let's go back quickly, we've been here for a long time, I'm afraid Sister Morgan will look for us everywhere in a while."

Sister Morgan, Sister Morgan... Sure enough, Xiaoyu only has Sister Huang in her eyes.

Artoria bit her lower lip lightly, she was already secretly annoyed because of her retreat just now, but after hearing An Zhiyu's words, she felt a lot of anger in her heart.

She suppressed the anger in her heart, and kept her eyes as calm as possible: "Then go and change your clothes, and then we will leave."

"Change clothes here?" An Zhi Yuxin said, are you planning to let me dress up as a woman?

"Sister Huang and I have been here before, and there are men's clothes here, you just go and pick one." Artoria said.

She had been here with Morgan Le Fay a few months ago, and she was a little confused when she saw some men's clothing, but then she figured it out.

Obviously, the clothes of the men like Huang Jie are prepared for Xiaoyu, and many of them are probably mixed with Huang Jie's own personal hobbies and interests.

An Zhiyu nodded slightly, and walked to the closet. When he opened the closet, he really saw a lot of men's clothes.

He picked out one of them.

Artoria turned her head silently, waiting for An Zhiyu to change her clothes.

In her spare time, she glanced around and sniffed the unique fragrance in the room.

Although she and Huang Jie have been here a few times, she rarely has the opportunity to look around, because Morgan doesn't let her move around, and also strictly forbids her not to mess with the things in the room, except for clothes.

The decoration and layout of the room seem to give people a very warm feeling, there are many cabinets around, and a small table.

There are several mini bottles on the table, plugged with corks, but there is no liquid in them, which seems to be the source of the fragrance in this room.

Arturia stepped forward, picked up one of the mini bottles, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.

Sure enough, the fragrance in the room came from here, and there was a very fragrant smell in the mini bottle.

It was a floral scent, with a cool floral scent. Artoria couldn't tell what kind of flower it was, it might be the scent of several flowers combined.

"what?"

Just at this moment, An Zhiyu changed her clothes, walked behind Artoria, and poked her head to take a look.

The unsuspecting Arturia subconsciously shook her shoulders, and the mini bottle fell out of her hands.