The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

When the time comes, should I ride a horse myself, a person who can't ride a horse, or should I sit behind Yukino or Haruno?

I think I should choose the first option. If I choose the second one, I will have to worry about who to sit behind.

It will be troublesome if the two of them start arguing. If you say something like "we know each other" or "it was obviously me who confessed first" or "it's obvious I was the one who loved first", it will make you look very innocent and you might even get beaten.

Moreover, the close sitting posture when riding a horse is bound to cause friction, and he was afraid of making a fool of himself.

Although being a hooligan to your girlfriend shouldn't be considered hooliganism.

In short, plan number two was rejected as soon as it came up. Leaning back in the car seat, I could see the expressions of the two girls in front of me through the rearview mirror. Yukino was calm and composed, while Haruno was smiling and in a happy mood.

What's so funny about this silly girl?

Yukino is too slow in dealing with feelings, while Haruno is too impulsive. These two people are simply extremes.

Smart women in life are so immature in emotions. How can we make them feel happy in the future? Hao Shu lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Chapter 266 Gokogen Hiroki and the King of Crossdressing

"A little to the left, a little to the right, that's it, go down!"

"They caught him! They caught him! Another success!"

Hiroshi looked at the two guys jumping and dancing in front of the claw machine in silence and sighed.

"Are these two children addicted to this kind of game?"

"Who do you think you're blaming? It was the one who just said 'leave it to me' and then spent fifty coins and didn't even get a single thing. Look at us..."

Yang No looked at Hiroshi with disdain while holding a bunch of dolls, and her expression was as sarcastic as it could be.

"I"

Hiroshi's lips moved, but he was unable to say anything in rebuttal. He originally wanted to say that the claws of the claw machine here were too loose. There were several times when he had clearly grabbed the item but it loosened at the last moment. However, looking at the pile of trophies in Yang No's arms, and the strange panda doll named Mr. Pan in Xue No's arms, he didn't dare to speak.

When the whole world has caught the doll but you haven't, you still blame the machine. Isn't this the same as blaming society for your own ugliness?

I can only say that I am not very skilled and have never played this kind of thing before.

Hiroshi is already considering buying a claw machine at home so he can pick out loose claws to practice on.

It's so disheartening. My original intention was obviously good, but when I saw my girlfriend's face full of hope and the emoji that said "I want you to grab that for me", would you dare not grab it?

But can we blame him for not being able to catch him? It's a bit embarrassing though.

Hiroshi, with a gloomy look on his face, went to the parking lot alone with a bunch of dolls in his arms to put them away. Yang No and Yukino said excitedly that they would go to the riding field first and wait for him there.

Alas, it was another project that he didn't know how to do, and for the first time he began to doubt his faith.

My king, please show me a clear way.

He sighed inwardly as a commotion ahead caught his attention.

Oh, it's a drama performance in this theme park. An old man in a hood is standing on a podium with a sword stuck in a stone below him. There is a circle of audiences surrounding him. There is a big banner hanging on the stage with the words "One Day King: Sword in the Stone Election" written on it.

"what?"

It was not convenient for him to squeeze into the crowd while holding a bunch of dolls, but he was very curious. There was a parking lot next to him. Haoshu looked here and there and shook his head.

"Let's put the things down first."

I jogged all the way to throw the things into the trunk of the car, and then ran back to the drama scene. At this time, the drama had already started. The enthusiastic uncle next to me explained that this activity program was roughly about the story of the sword in the stone choosing the king, but the protagonist of this story, King Arthur, was indeed selected from the audience.

Now it is time for the audience to take turns to see who can lift the sword stuck in the stone. The one who pulls it out will be the king of this event.

If you successfully pull out the sword and become the king, the organizer will let the lucky person feel the enjoyment of an emperor. When Hiroshi asked the uncle next to him what the emperor's enjoyment was, the uncle showed a smile that all men understand.

EMMMM

Haoshu had a look of disdain on his face, and he was silently saying in his heart, even if you tempt me like this, I won't fall for it.

Look, he was standing on tiptoe, looking at the long line of people in front of him, with an anxious look on his face.

"Why isn't it my turn yet? Will someone else pick him up before me? If I had known, I would have come here with the baby to reserve a spot."

Hiroki Gokuru is a man with absolutely no moral integrity.

It is called a theme park, but in fact it is just a place similar to an amusement park. What is the so-called imperial enjoyment?

What automatically came to Hiroshi's mind was a life of feasting and drinking, but what he didn't expect was that this was Britain. How did the British king live?

What kind of enjoyment does that noble king, the king who works hard for the people, have?

He didn't expect that he lined up in a daze, and then it was finally his turn. The strange thing was that there was such a long line of people in front of him, but not even one person had drawn a sword. He clearly saw several muscular men in front of him. What was going on?

The Chinese nation is a nation that is good at thinking. The first thing that comes to their mind must be that the sword is not so easy to pull out. There is a reason for that. So many strong men cannot pull it out, which shows that brute force cannot be used.

Just like magic, ancient China seemed to have similar tricks, like mechanical devices or something similar.

With this in mind, Haoshu walked forward. Unlike the others, he did not rush to draw his sword. Instead, he walked around the sword first and observed it carefully. The sword body and the stone fit together perfectly. After so many people drew their swords, it didn't move at all. There was indeed a problem.

Hiroshi looked up and saw that the hilt was not carved in one go, but was a larger structure at the bottom and smaller at the top.

No matter, it was just a casual play anyway, with the attitude of "I am lucky if I win and I will die if I lose", Hiroshi stepped forward and slapped the hilt of the sword, snapping.

The hilt of the sword sank down, and the thinner part at the top actually sank.

Hiroshi, who was standing in front of the stone, just heard the subtle sound of gears turning from inside the stone. When he looked at the position of the sword and the stone, he could clearly see a gap.

It's that simple?

He scratched his head and glanced at the old man on the stage. He was staring at Hiroshi in amazement, as if wondering how he knew that.

That should be right, it is this kind of operation.

He simply stretched out his hand, and with a light lift, he pulled out the Sword from the Stone. He waved it in the air for a while, and there was a burst of warm applause from the people behind him.

It’s a congratulations.

Hiroshi was thinking in his heart, and then he saw a pair of strong men rushing towards him, what was going on?

Then he was lifted up by the group of people, and the audience behind him ran along with him, cheering all the way.

"Hey, what's going on? Put me down."

Hiroshi had no idea what was going to happen next. He screamed and twisted his body, feeling that something bad was going to happen next.

"Wait, what are you doing? I am your king, right? Why are you stripping me? Help me, help me!"

For a long time, accompanied by a period of shaking, followed by a long period of boredom.

Hiroshi sat in the ancient carriage with a numb look on his face. His attire at the moment was exactly the same as that of King Arthur in the oil painting.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at the castle. Please get out of the car."

"Oh, I know."

Hiroshi responded, looked at the open car door, took a deep breath, and walked out carefully while holding up her skirt.

A burst of dazzling sunlight came into view, followed by screams like a tsunami in my ears.

"King!! King!! King!!!"

Why does this happen?

I should have some time tomorrow morning after I finish drawing the floor plan, so I can continue coding then. That's all, I'm going to bed now. Good night everyone.

Chapter 267 What’s under Hiroki Gokuru’s skirt!

"If you want to laugh, just laugh. It would be better to hold it in."

Hiroshi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he spoke with a stiff face.

Yang No and Yukino burst out laughing. They had been waiting for Hiroki at the horse farm for a long time, but he still hadn't showed up, so they decided to go find him.

As a result, Yang Nai's cell phone rang. When she picked up the phone, she saw that it was Hiroshi calling. After listening to him talk about his experience on the receiver, the two were a little surprised and ran directly to the activity venue to find Hiroshi regardless of whether to ride a horse or not.

Interestingly, when the two arrived, they happened to see Hiroshi performing the so-called coronation ceremony. Hiroshi in the stands had a stiff face, was wearing a white cloak, and a silver lace dress.

British men don't seem to have any natural aversion to clothing like skirts. It seems that you can often see news reports about people wearing skirts for a few days in certain places.

So, when Hiroshi was standing on the stage, a gust of wind blew up her skirt, revealing that wonderful forbidden area, which instantly ignited the atmosphere of the whole venue to a climax. The audience below cheered, applauded, and laughed loudly. The whole scene was lively and noisy, which made Hiroshi, who was forced to wear women's clothes, very upset.

In fact, he didn't want to wear this costume if he could, but the people in the theme park said that every king wore similar costumes, so why would you come here and draw your sword if you don't want to wear it?

Hiroshi looked aggrieved. If the old man in front of him hadn't given her a meaningful smile, would he have acted so impulsively? He thought being a king was a good thing.

At this time, the old man who was standing on the stage and hosting the event came over and gave a brief introduction to the content of the event. He also introduced to Hiroshi the obligations he, as the one-day king, needed to fulfill and the powers he could exercise during his term of office.

First of all, the so-called obligation is to wear this gorgeous silver-white lace dress. You can imagine SABLILY for details.

It's definitely an eyesore.

The second is power. During his term of office, all projects are free for the king and his friends, with a limit of five people. Secondly, if the king is alone, staff will be sent from the park to accompany him, introduce him to the various attractions in the park, and play games with him.

Finally, the king can receive dinner vouchers and accommodation vouchers at a high-end restaurant adjacent to the theme park, which are donated by the theme park.

To put it simply, this so-called one-day king activity is an activity where you wear women's clothes and go for a stroll outside, with food, accommodation and entertainment provided.

It's a pity that Hiroshi came with Haruno and the others, otherwise it would say that a staff member could be designated to accompany the lonely king to play, eat, and sleep. This would require asking the other person's wishes.

Of course, Hiroshi is not that kind of person. He looked at the beautiful young lady welcoming guests at the door with regret.

Would you be willing to trade moral integrity for enjoyment?

Whether he was willing or not, a group of strong men surrounded Hao Shu and stripped him naked. If he hadn't insisted, his pants would have been pulled off by these animals. I don't know which bastard took the opportunity to grab his chest several times while stripping him of his clothes. Now his chest still hurts a little.

I have to say that the preparations were very complete, the size of the skirt was suitable, and most importantly, these guys put on a MadeJap.an male bra for Hiroshi.

God knows how upset Haoshu was at this moment. White stockings accompanied the bra. Fortunately, he persisted for a while, otherwise he would have seen a friend holding a piece of black cloth with a lewd look on his face. He had seen this thing on his Xiaojing. It was called a thong.

Damn, these beasts!

She arrived at the scene with a face as red as the bottom of a pot. Her size 40 feet were covered with white high heels and half-knee socks.

Hiroshi felt that he lost five kilograms of moral integrity with every step he took.

Where has the pure and kind him gone?

Give me back that innocent character.

Even though he was roaring in his heart, he still persevered with a stiff smile on his face. Come on, for the name of that little sister we never knew!

Fortunately, the organizers did not make any strange requests afterwards. Instead, when they were touring the park in a carriage, Yang Nai pulled Xue Nai over and took pictures of him crazily with their mobile phones. If you didn't know him, you would have thought he was a big star.

Hiroshi's heart was broken. If he hadn't been rational, he would have slapped his thigh wrapped in soft stockings and shouted "WTF! Break up! We have to break up!"

But he didn't have the courage to say these two words. He was sure that the evil-turned Yang Nai would make him, who had just come out of the hospital, come out upright and go back sideways.

After all, if your girlfriend doesn't give in, she will be angry, which is super scary.

After completing the steps of the parade, he was free.

The organizers didn't ask him to wear this set of clothes all the time, so he naturally had to change back into his original clothes. He wasn't a big shot who would die if he left women's clothes.

However, this taboo duet that crosses the dividing line between the two sexes and the edge of morality still feels quite strange.

When the time comes, I will recommend everyone to try it and share the photos in the group.

Hmm, Hikigaya Hachiko, that sounds pretty good.

Hiroshi touched his chin which had just been shaved and walked out after finally changing his clothes. At the door, Yono and Yukino were huddled together, flipping through the photos they had just taken on their mobile phones, and from time to time they let out a low, strange laugh, and then his face turned dark again.

However, neither of them was the kind of person who would stir up trouble. When they saw Hiroshi coming out, they immediately went to greet him. After all, at this moment he had the status of a king for a day, and he didn't even have to queue up to experience every project directly, and it was free.

How can you not experience such a good thing while it is still effective?

Then, after the three of them had a great time in the theme park, they went to a high-end restaurant adjacent to the theme park. At this moment, they had free dinner coupons. According to the staff, with this coupon they could order any food they wanted as long as they had finished their meal.

But apart from the two guys in front of him who were laughing, Hiroshi could still eat. He touched his bulging belly and didn't want to move.

As mentioned before, Haruno diligently prepared a bunch of delicious food early in the morning, and as her boyfriend, Hiroshi couldn't bear to see it go to waste, and in the end, she ended up in the state she is in now.

The service attitude in a high-end restaurant is really good. After a while, the dishes were pushed in along with the red wine in the decanter.

The handsome waiter took out a card.

"This is your room card for tonight, please keep it."

Haoshu took it and looked at it, then asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Double bed room? Can't we get two?"

"I'm very sorry, but your voucher only covers this one room, and our hotel is fully booked today." He glanced obscurely at the liquid in the decanter, a formal smile plastered on his face. "So, we're deeply sorry for the inconvenience this has caused you all. Please enjoy your meal, and I wish you all an unforgettable evening."

After saying that, he smiled at Hiroshi, bowed politely and left.

Hiroshi felt that this smile was a little familiar