Rhode Island Park Project

"Gah!"

Then there was the noise attack.

Chapter 650: After touching Miss Tutu, it’s of course her turn—

how to say……

It’s small, soft, and feels pretty good actually?

Although it was a compliment, I felt like I might get beaten if I said it out loud.

He looked at Arturo, who had his head down and his shoulders trembling slightly, and wisely did not commit suicide at this time.

Viviana, who was startled, also looked at the two of them at this time. Luo Hang's hand had moved from under the cello to the cello, as if he was helping to hold the cello.

He turned to Viviana and gave her a kind smile:

"It's okay, it's okay. The scene I showed her just now might have been a little too exciting."

"Well."

Viviana blushed.

She knew that while Arturo was helping her train, he was also watching the real-life experience version of the movie provided by Luo Hang...or maybe a short movie.

Luo Hang's smile could easily make people think of some inappropriate content for children, especially when even Arturo couldn't keep calm.

She secretly checked Arturo's condition.

Through the black hair that was hanging down because of lowering her head, she vaguely saw a hint of redness on the roots of her ears.

Is that really the case?

"Well, how about we take a break first?"

The good boy took the initiative to suggest, and then saw Arturo kick Luo Hang very hard.

But in fact, no matter how hard Miss Tutu, who is not good at physical strength, tries, it is actually an attack that cannot penetrate Mr. Scumbag's defense.

So Luo Hang, who had taken advantage, had a smile on his face from beginning to end, and he also handed a towel and water to Viviana who was walking over.

He quickly noticed a pair of deep eyes staring at him.

He just took such a big advantage of someone else, and now he turns around and treats other girls so well. Even if he is a scumbag...it doesn't seem strange.

Looking at Miss Viviana, who was wearing a white stretch vest and fitness yoga pants, with her blonde hair tied into a big ponytail and sweat all over her body, Luo Hang's eyes were subconsciously attracted to the pair of buttocks wrapped in yoga pants that looked particularly elastic and round.

Then, naturally, he reached out and pinched it twice.

It's really elastic.

Viviana blushed and didn't dare to speak. She just wiped the sweat off her face and drank water.

Every time Luo Hang came, touching and pinching the deer buttocks had almost become a daily task, but even so, the good boy would still blush every time, which was very... making people want to bully him.

But this time, perhaps because he had just touched Arturo's bear biscuits, his gaze flickered and fell on Miss Candle Knight's fruit, which was wrapped in a white fitness vest and was obviously much heavier.

The sight of glistening beads of sweat running down Miss Candle Knight's fair neck and collarbone, and finally sinking into the deep, snowy canyon, seemed to suck people's sight in as well.

Viviana, who had just finished drinking water and lowered her head, thought that her daily routine was over, but she noticed Luo Hang's gaze target. She was immediately startled and quickly moved to the side.

Luo Hang also felt that his foot was stepped on, and it was a high heel that stepped on the instep, and this time it finally hurt a little.

"cough."

He retracted his gaze and looked back at Miss Tutu, who was looking at him unkindly. He smiled and moved his head closer to the black girl's ear and whispered, "I haven't touched the breasts of a good boy yet, okay?"

Arturo rolled his eyes vigorously.

"Should I still be proud?"

"No, no, is it possible that even small ones are actually quite attractive?"

"—?"

Arturo looked at him, raised the bow in his hand with a gloomy expression, and he casually reached out and took it in his hand.

Miss Tutu glared at him and said nothing more.

He turned around with a smile and looked at Viviana who was standing at least one meter away from the seat.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you sit down and take a rest?"

"As for this, even if I stand there, it's not..."

Viviana smiled awkwardly, and was then interrupted by Luo Hang with a chuckle:

"Or do you think I can't touch you if you stand there?"

The good boy looked embarrassed.

After carefully looking at Luo Hang twice, Viviana walked to Luo Hang with cautious steps and sat down on the bench... half a person's distance away from him... and placed the towel and water between them.

Luo Hang pretended not to notice Miss Candle Knight's childlike cute defensive tactics, and just said lightly:

"I sent a message to Ms. Russell, the Grand Knight Commander of Casimir, inviting her to select new students for Academy City."

Viviana looked over quickly.

He glanced sideways at Miss Candle Knight.

The good boy silently put the towel and water bottle on the other side and sat next to him.

The rich and fragrant scent after exercise drifted into his nostrils.

Miss Tutu, who was sitting on the other side of him, snorted.

Simply put, there are two main forces in Casimir: the Supervisory Council and the Chamber of Commerce.

The Supervisory Council represents the administration and knightly orthodoxy, and is nominally the highest authority in Casimir. Its leader is Grand Knight Russell. The Chamber of Commerce is a huge economic entity within Casimir, and has an influence on the operation of the entire country that cannot be ignored.

As for the Knights' Association, the National Council and the like, they are all second-level things.

On top of that, Viviana was secretly sent to Casimir by her father, the Elector, to be taken care of by Russell. In other words, Russell was the good child's adoptive mother.

My father, the Elector, and my adoptive mother, the Grand Knight.

I have to say that a good child is actually a person of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Luo Hang exchanged letters with the Grand Knight, and the meaning of the letter was certainly not as simple as just a few words.

"First, Ms. Russell expressed her heartfelt condolences to her little princess who had left home."

Luo Hang said this slowly while glancing at Viviana beside him.

Although there was a moment of embarrassment on the good boy's face, it was quickly replaced by calmness and determination.

He continued, "Secondly, I've already explained to Ms. Russell that you'll be competing in this year's championship with Margaret. However, your adoptive mother doesn't seem very optimistic about your goal of winning the championship."

Luo Hang tilted his head towards the good boy with a smile.

"If it was before the special training started, I myself would not believe that I could win the championship."

Viviana's reaction was calm.

"what about now?"

“…I will do my best.”

"What if we fail in the end?"

"...I...there must be other ways, right?"

Viviana cast a pleading look at him.

He nodded quietly and spoke slowly:

"Of course there is a backup plan. But maybe the ending won't be so happy."

But even so, Viviana couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then she regained her resolve:

"I'm going to try not to let that happen."

"Ah."

He didn't comment, but changed the subject. "Some good news: Ms. Russell has agreed to sell a redundant plot of land. It will be occupied by some maintenance personnel and homeless people. This is normal."

Viviana's eyes widened: "If that's the case!"

Luo Hang nodded. "As long as we succeed, no one will stop us from leaving. Our city is even protected by Casimir's laws, because that was the legitimate transaction between Casimir and me."

The sparkle in the good boy's eyes flickered.

This is indeed great news that couldn't be happier.

After all, no matter what their plan was, the final result was that they would take the Great Knight away with a large number of infected people.

Just like Luo Hang’s actions in Longmen, the most appropriate option was to directly drive away a piece of land in the urban area.

With Russell's promise, at least their plan would not have to worry about anything.

After being excited, Viviana looked at the smiling Luo Hang and her face turned red reflexively.

"Thank you, Doctor."

Despite this, the good boy still thought of gratitude first.

This was something she couldn't do.

Even though she had a good income as a relatively successful jousting knight, she couldn't have afforded to buy an entire plot of land even if she hadn't donated her prize money!

Moreover, even if they are infected, they are citizens of Casimir. There are also many low-level infected knights who are tools used by the Commercial Federation to make profits. The Grand Knight is willing to make such a promise. In addition to her willingness to believe in Ms. Russell's character, the new students entering Academy City that Luo Hang mentioned at the beginning must also involve an exchange of interests.

Faced with so much effort, the good boy didn't know what to say. Luo Hang didn't say anything either, but just glanced downward, then turned around and spoke to Arturo calmly.

The innocent child had gone through so much baptism, and this time he immediately understood what Luo Hang meant. He blushed and said nothing. I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

After a short break, training continued.

Arturo continued to play the violin while watching small...big movies, and Luo Hang continued to write his music festival plan seriously.

When the training ended for dinner, Miss Tutu naturally went to the lounge to change clothes, and Luo Hang naturally stayed in the training ground.

He approached Viviana, who was covered in sweat, with a smile on his face, and directly put his arms around Miss Candle Knight's wet waist.

"I, why don't I wash first..."

The good boy blushed and tilted his head when he was hugged by him. It was not known whether it was because the training had just ended or for some other reason.

He also raised his hand to wipe the sweat off the good boy's northern hemisphere, with an ambiguous smile on his face:

"You don't understand this, do you? If I wash it now, I'll probably be scolded by many people for not knowing how to enjoy life and wasting things!"

"—?"

Viviana looked at him in confusion, and he also showed a sunny smile. He raised his hand and, as Viviana subconsciously followed his gaze, placed it on the shoulder of the fitness vest on her shoulder and scratched it.

"—!"

Chapter 651 How could a king be crowned wearing someone else’s collar?

Arturo returned to the lounge, put his cello aside, and glanced back at the unlocked door. He hesitated for a moment, then muttered to himself and looked away:

"It's been done so many times, it should be fine."

So many times before, the ferocious scumbag had never come to open the door at this time, so it should be relatively safe.

She wasn't going to take off her clothes anyway.

Coming to the table where the familiar clothing store paper bag was placed, Arturo half-lifted the hem of her skirt, put her hands under the hem, bent down skillfully, lifted her legs, and stood up.

Putting the wet cloth in his hand into the paper bag, Arturo took out the matching handkerchief that was thoughtfully prepared in the paper bag, carefully wiped the sweat stains on his body, and finally picked up the gift prepared by Mr. Scumbag today.

Black and white, the exquisiteness is always needless to say, and this time the style is quite normal.

Arturo bent down quite calmly to change into her underwear, lowered her skirt and adjusted it, and she looked no different from before.

There's no way around it. Mr. Scumbag's memory is always filled with that kind of thing. The key is that when she watches it, she's not just looking at the screen, but having an immersive experience. Her physiological reaction is completely uncontrollable.

It has to be replaced anyway, and since the generous scumbag is willing to give her new ones every time, she doesn't want to go through the trouble of bringing them from home.