Recently, Feng Chou felt that the way Natasha looked at him had become more and more strange. That kind of eagerness that could not be hidden was like a miser who had found a pile of treasure.
Today, as usual, it was time for Feng Chou to give the knight apprentices and rogue apprentices an "honor class".
The so-called honor class was actually a brainwashing class that Feng Chou had carefully prepared. On the surface, this class was to instill loyalty, courage, honesty … These were the knight's creeds. But in fact, in the process of instilling, Feng Chou had also smuggled in a lot of personal goods.
Natasha did not understand Feng Chou's sinister intentions. For her, who had already formed her three views, Feng Chou's "honor class" was boring and childish. So whenever Feng Chou came to class, she would avoid it.
This time, after Natasha brought the teenagers back to the classroom, she also left as usual.
Compared to the instinctive resistance of Natasha, who had already formed her three views, the young apprentices were undoubtedly very fond of the lord's "story" class.
The class quickly passed, and Feng Chou left the classroom under the admiring eyes of the apprentices. To his surprise, Natasha was waiting for him under the shade of a tree not far from the classroom.
She had changed into a red double-breasted cavalry uniform, a red wide-brimmed hat with a white feather on her head, a pair of snow-white tights, and a pair of black leather boots on her feet.
The gown was short in the front and long in the back. The golden belt accentuated Natasha's slender waist and firm buttocks. The white tights and black boots accentuated her long and firm legs to the best of their ability.
This outfit made Natasha look valiant and valiant, gorgeous and dazzling, sexy and flamboyant. It completely displayed her beauty, causing Feng Chou's eyes to land on her body, unable to move away for a long time.
Looking at Feng Chou's shocked and infatuated eyes, Natasha smiled proudly, stepped forward, waved the horsewhip in her hand, and said, "Mr. Baron, are you free today?"
"Ah?
… Ahem, of course, what's the matter? "
Looking at the slightly embarrassed Feng Chou, Natasha said, "Today is a sunny day, and the temperature is not cold or hot. I'm going to have a picnic on the grassland on the top of the mountain. Are you interested?"
Feng Chou was stunned for a moment, and then he said with some surprise, "Of course …"
It would be a lie to say that Feng Chou was not interested in such a sexy and gorgeous beauty like Natasha. But although Feng Chou inherited the playboy Leo's memory, he was still the ugly college student on Earth who had never even touched a girl's hand.
In fact, in the face of it, he did not know how to attack.
Now, the beauty suddenly took the initiative to invite him, and she took the initiative.
Feng Chou quickly changed into a black cavalry uniform, and left the castle accompanied by Natasha and her two maids.
The cavalry uniform was a kind of uniform worn by knights when they were inspected. This uniform was a variant of the frac uniform. In order to make riding easier, the front of the uniform was trimmed very short, and only reached the lower abdomen. The back of the uniform retained the slender hem of the noble's uniform.
In order to show the solemnity of a soldier, this uniform was more close-fitting and straight. It was dignified with two rows of buttons, and thick shoulder pads.
The four of them rode along the narrow mountain road, and went up the mountain.
The mountain where the castle was located gradually became steep, and the mountain road stretched to the top of the mountain in a zig-zag pattern.
The top of the mountain was very steep, and there was a sentry tower there, which was used to monitor the safety of the territory.
But in the east of the mountain, there was a relatively flat ridge, and on this ridge, there was a meadow of about a hundred acres.
The meadow was very wide, and one could almost see the entire plain. It was the most beautiful place in the New Amborite.
The grassland that Natasha mentioned was there.
The four of them rode their horses and trudged through the forest for more than an hour before the road finally flattened out. They passed a fork in the road and walked half a circle around the steepest stone peak on the peak. Then, they went downhill for a while. Finally, they came to a meadow.
The two maids took down a bamboo basket from the horse's back, took out a blanket, and spread it out on the grass under the shade of a tree.
Soon, the ground was covered with delicious food in front of Feng Chou.
After everything was set up, the two maids led the horses into the meadow and walked along the hillside, leaving this secluded place where they could enjoy the shade of the trees and have the best view for their lord and his knights.
Natasha was lying on her side on the snow-white blanket, with one hand supporting the blanket and the other holding an apple, as if she was looking at the distant plains.
Feng Chou stood behind her and looked at her beautiful figure that was revealed by the falling of her gown. Suddenly, he felt his throat tighten.
Just when Feng Chou could not help but swallow, Natasha looked back and said with a smile, "Come here."
With his heart pounding, Feng Chou walked over. He did not walk to the other half of the blanket. Instead, he gathered his courage and walked to Natasha's back. He knelt down less than one foot away from her.
Feeling that Feng Chou was kneeling behind her, Natasha turned around, half lying on the blanket, and looked at Feng Chou with narrowed eyes, as if she was surprised by his unusual boldness.
Although Feng Chou was essentially an ugly otaku, but under such an obvious warning, if he still didn't dare to do anything, then he really wasn't a man.
Looking at Feng Chou's burning eyes, Natasha seemed to be nervous. She avoided Feng Chou's burning eyes, and her breathing became faster.
Natasha's avoidance made Feng Chou even bolder, and he leaned over to Natasha.
After avoiding his eyes for a moment, Natasha looked back at Feng Chou's burning eyes, unwilling to admit defeat. The provocation in her eyes made Feng Chou pause for a moment, and then he quickly suppressed it as if he was taking revenge …
After a long time …
Feng Chou hugged Natasha's tight and elastic body, and one of his hands ran along her satin-like skin, caressing her beautiful curves. Recalling the beauty just now, Feng Chou could not help but say to Natasha, "Marry me!"
Natasha opened her eyes and looked at Feng Chou. After hesitating for a moment, she said resolutely, "No!"
"Why?
If you don't want to marry me?
Why … "
Natasha looked into Feng Chou's eyes, "Because I want a child, your child."
"Child?"
"Didn't you notice?
Ever since you started cultivating the Steel Soul Style, how fast have you improved?
It's simply inconceivable!
I think you must have awakened the Stuart Clan's Golden Dragon Bloodline! "
Feng Chou immediately understood. The nobles of this world were not like the nobles of Earth, who valued their bloodlines for false glory, but because a powerful bloodline could bring about real power.
For an ordinary person, being able to advance to a mid-level warrior through hard work was already a blessing. Reaching the sixth or seventh level of a warrior was already the ceiling of their life. But for a noble with a powerful bloodline, they could easily obtain incomparably powerful strength.
In the past year, Feng Chou's apparent strength had risen from a Level 10 Warrior to a Level 14 Warrior like a rocket. Even for nobles with powerful bloodlines, this was an inconceivable miracle.