I'm really not an old sword

Guinevere looked at Longominiard curiously.

Lin Qingsu explained to Guinevere.

Lin Qingsu always felt embarrassed every time she explained the relationship between herself and Altria to others, but fortunately, Guinevere understood it quickly.

"Hello, I am Guinevere, your Majesty's wife."

Guinevere said this, looking at the puppet-like Longominiard with a slight flicker in her eyes.

"Come to think of it, in a sense, I am also your wife."

Lin Qingsu glanced at Guinevere.

Guinevere covered her mouth and smiled: "Is Your Majesty jealous?"

Lin Qingsu smiled awkwardly but politely.

If someone is teasing others or just playing around, he can respond.

Guinevere didn't mind, instead she chuckled twice, her laughter seeming to mean, "Your Majesty is so cute."

Longominiard didn't care about that.

She looked at Guinevere a few times, not knowing who this woman was. After paying a little attention to the ambiguous atmosphere between her and Lin Qingsu.

Then I smelled the aroma on the table and silently put down the chicken leg...

"Aren't you full?"

Guinevere's smile became even more charming: "I'm jealous."

I was just teasing her.

Also, can you tease me when I tease others?

Guinevere held a knife and fork.

On the plate, the animal meat was carefully and flexibly cut into small pieces of the exact size that Lin Qingsu liked.

Then he patiently placed the mixed salad and fruit on the plate.

Lin Qingsu watched this scene.

Because Guinevere was standing beside him, bending slightly over, doing all this in front of his desk.

My eyes couldn't help but focus on those flawless little hands.

Her familiar movements made people ignore the phoenix robe and crown she was wearing, and they thought she was the most favored personal maid of some noble who lived a luxurious life.

Until Guinevere put the knife away.

Only when a piece of meat was inserted and handed to Lin Qingsu's mouth did she come back to her senses.

Lost in thought again.

Back in Britain, was I so lazy that I needed Guinevere to feed me?

Has feudal life really become so decadent?!

Damn it!

Why haven't I lived in the Middle Ages in my life?!

"what."

Guinevere slightly opened her cherry lips and spoke softly, looking like a mother feeding a naughty child who didn't like to eat.

Lin Qingsu glanced at the maids who lowered their heads and did not want to look at anything inappropriate.

He raised his hand, wrapped his large hand around Guinevere's small hand, and pinched the fork handle between his fingers.

"I'll eat it myself."

After saying that, Lin Qingsu tried to take control of the fork.

It was easy, no resistance.

But the fork was obtained, but the meat on it was gone and ended up in someone else's mouth.

Lin Qingsu was stunned.

Looking at the fork that felt so sharp and cold on the edge of his mouth, he recalled the profile that had just appeared before him...

I, Lin Qingsu, had the food right in my mouth snatched away by someone else?

As soon as she focused her attention, she saw a beautiful face getting closer and closer. What Lin Qingsu didn't expect was that the other party actually returned the spoils that were in her mouth.

Chewing on the spoils he had snatched back, Lin Qingsu was unable to recover from the shock in public for a long time.

"Your Majesty is bad."

Did I do something?

Looking at Guinevere's face, she looked at him with a look of timidity, as if to say, "Your Majesty, is this how you want me to serve you?"

Lin Qingsu swallowed the exceptionally sweet meat, her face full of question marks.

However, looking at this extremely soft face, I recalled the fleeting soft touch between her lips and teeth just now.

Lin Qingsu couldn't help but have the idea of holding her in his arms and savoring the taste that he hadn't felt before.

Then she gathered her skirt and turned sideways to sit gently on Lin Qingsu's legs.

He picked up the knife, lifted the plate, stabbed a piece of meat, bit it lightly with his teeth as he did in the same way, and leaned his head over.

Lin Qingsu really wanted to refuse.

He didn't mind such a novel way of feeding.

I even want to discuss it in depth with her.

But the problem is, even if we are doing research, we should choose a place where there is no one around and study quietly, right? There are so many people watching us here.

But looking at those trembling long eyelashes, those beautiful eyes that were lowered and filled with spring water, looking at that red and resentful little face that was full of words like "Your Majesty is so bad, I am obviously very shy, but you only know how to bully me."

Lin Qingsu didn't want to be a sinner for all eternity and made her cry.

He took the initiative to go over and bite the piece of meat.

Guinevere seemed really shy, and the last touch was completely an accident.

After completing the 'submission' task, she covered her mouth and lowered her head.

She lowered her delicate head, her pretty face was so rosy that water seemed to drip out of it, and her beautiful eyes were full of spring and thoughts.

Were you born in the same litter as Mary?

Lin Qingsu's breathing stagnated until the piece of meat was about to fall out, then she reacted and started chewing it quickly.

My eyes lit up.

The meat pieces are still hot from the pot. A light bite will make the meat juices splash everywhere. It is soft and tasty. The perfect amount of slightly spicy spice will fully stimulate the natural fat aroma of the meat.

Lin Qingsu couldn't help but look at Longominiard.

She was eating very seriously.

He now understood why she could just sit there and eat like an idiot even though her 'husband' was about to be teased by someone.

I have praised many people for their delicious cooking.

But Guinevere's cooking alone made this piece of meat the best he had ever tasted.

Silly girl, you have food but no opposite sex. You deserve to be NTRed in front of everyone.

Just as he was thinking, a flash of silver appeared before his eyes. He turned his head and saw Guinevere holding a plate and using a fork to pick up a small piece of bread with some salad on it.

Looking at Lin Qingsu's gaze, Guinevere bit her lower lip shyly and said in embarrassment: "This, this can't be..."

In the end, Guinevere was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

Her beautiful eyes were lowered, full of spring, and it seemed that she might cry out of shyness at any time.

How do you think I would think that?

How terrible was I before?

"There's really nothing we can do?"

Well, I'm not a good person.

Guinevere pouted.

It seems as if he has suffered a great injustice and is very lovable.

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt several gazes from all around that shared the same hatred for her enemy.

The maids seemed to have completely rebelled.

Under her gently trembling eyelashes, Guinevere suddenly pursed her lips, and a hint of helplessness, pampering and extreme shame flashed in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, I understand, Your Majesty."

The last cry was extremely plaintive.

As if asking him why he treated her so badly.

Guinevere lowered her head slightly.

She put the bread and salad into her mouth, put the plate and knife back on the table, lifted her hair from her temples, and fully exposed her flawless cheeks and her small and delicate earlobes that had turned pink out of shame in front of Lin Qingsu.

Finally, she almost closed her eyes, put her little hands on Lin Qingsu's shoulders, and slowly approached.

Hey, referee, she committed a foul.

Look at that tempting little face, the sinfully adorable look, and the even more tempting lips and teeth.

Lin Qingsu's mind suddenly went blank.

After they had finished their meal, Guinevere gently leaned her head against his shoulder and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, bad."

Lin Qingsu came back to her senses.

While chewing the food in his mouth that seemed to have fragrance.

Then I realized something was wrong.

Not only the meat she cooked, but even the salad she mixed was unusually delicious, and I don’t know how she made the bread, but it was so soft and sweet.

Just relying on this cooking skill.

sad.

It has become her shape.

Before Lin Qingsu could think of anything else or say anything, Guinevere stood up and lifted her hair, suppressing her strong sense of shame.

Following the same method, he was fed with a variety of foods.

There's even soup!

And every time there was Guinevere's adorable shyness, the whispers and complaints between lovers after feeding, and the extremely delicious food.

And the frequency seems to be just right, accurate to the second.

Lin Qingsu's words were blocked in his mouth, and he couldn't even think about other things.

until...

Lin Qingsu felt an extremely strong gaze coming from the side.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to make some more?"

It turns out that he had finished eating.

Lin Qingsu suddenly realized something as he glanced at Longominiade who was sitting up straight and looking at him.

Then a deep sadness welled up in my heart.

With her brain, with her tendency to forget her mother when she saw food, she didn't know whether she was right to summon Guinevere...

Well?

The holy and gentle little face retreated quickly after just a light touch.

Guinevere lowered her head slightly, gently stroking her lips with her hand, and said shyly and guiltily, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm not well prepared. I'm truly sorry."

That kiss was compensation.