To be honest, Winlessa Windranger's first mission after becoming a Ranger was terrible. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info forced to leave their sisters and run to the strange human kingdom to protect their prince, who is still a little pervert/ghost, not only does things to Winlesa, but also plays kissing with his beautiful poisonous tongue fiancée...... The kind with the tongue!

However, although Winlessa despises that little human imp for this, Winlessa has become good friends with his sister. By the way, by the way, his sister is also planning to ...... with him It's really incomprehensible, what's so good about such a child, why so many people like him?

Winlessa was now standing on the docks in Southsea Town, and the colored/colored imp Arthas was standing in front of her. "You...... What are you calling me here for?" Wenlesa lowered her head and the tips of her ears turned pink - what about his foul-tongued fiancée? Why didn't she follow him?

Arthas's expression was very serious: "Winlesa, I like you. Wen Lesa nodded and subconsciously replied, "Oh...... What do you say? You ...... You little pervert/ghost, I'll ......" Wen Lesa planned to teach this young age a good lesson, and learn from those little princes who were aristocrats/gentlemen/flowers/messing around/grass, but I don't know why, her heartbeat became very fast, and her small breasts/parts, like hiding a cheerful little long-eared deer, made a "dong dong" sound inside, and the words that had reached her mouth became incoherent.

"I said, Wenlesa, I like you. Alsace repeats it in all seriousness. "Yes...... But you're unmarried...... Fiancée is gone, and it's ...... Kalia she ......" Winlessa stammered in her defense, unable to even make out what she was talking about.

"Regardless of them, Winlessa, let's get married!" Arthas said with a fanatical expression. "Huh? knot...... Marriage? No...... No, I'm ...... I'm much older than you......" Winlessa felt like she was about to faint, and she was hot and numb—was she sick?, Winlessa thought to herself, dazed.

"It's okay, I don't care. Arthas insisted, his slightly turquoise eyes that made Winlessa feel distracted. "Yes...... But if we tie ...... If I get married, I'...... I'll live a long time, you ......" Winlessa felt that it was impossible for her and Arthas to be together—how could two races with different lifespans fall in love together, and how would the other spend the rest of his long, lonely life when one of them grew old or even died?

"It's okay, I'll live a long time. Arthas said firmly. "Ahh "Because...... You promised me?" Arthas was anxious to know an answer. Wen Lesa hung her head shyly, a pair of snow-white hands, nervously behind her back, and twisted the wool cloak together: "If that's the case...... I ......" Winlessa couldn't say anything, but she nodded as if bewitched by a demon, and then hurriedly added her own additional conditions, "But we can't ...... until you're grown up I, I can wait!" Wen Lesa finally revealed her inner thoughts.

"No, we're going to ...... now" Arthas domineeringly rejected Winlessa's offer, approaching the High Elf girl with two long ears that were constantly trembling and like a frightened little rabbit, and hugged her suddenly. Just like last night, at the same place—the dock in Southsea Town—Arthas hugged Winlessa again, and of course, his hand was placed in the same position as last night—Winlessa didn't know where the little imp got his strength, but he tightly clamped himself to his muddy/round/straight/warped ...... Small/Fart/Share.

"Arthas, you ......" Winlesa felt her body limp, which made her unable to push away the little prince who had bad intentions towards her like she did last night, and ...... We are now ...... They're lovers, aren't ......they? Wen Lesa thought stupidly, and put her hands in front of her from behind her, gently grabbing the little boy with his head firmly on his lower abdomen.

The two of them embraced each other like this, the blue sky, the sun, the breeze and the chirping of seabirds, and there was nothing in the whole of Nanhai Town, including the nearby sea, except for the scenery that made Wen Leisa, who lived in the Yongge Forest all year round, fresh and intoxicating.

Wen Lesa quietly opened her eyes, which had just been closed because of shyness, and secretly looked at Arthas with her peripheral vision, and couldn't help but want to stroke his golden hair with her little hands. What should we do now? Wen Lisa doesn't understand what kind of activities couples in love will have--do you want to kiss/kiss this little boy like that woman with a poisonous tongue?Do you want to send your own slippery/tender little tongue/head, into the mouth of this little woman/lust/ghost?

Strange to say, despite the thought of Frost's sorrow, Winlessa did not feel the slightest guilt in her heart, and even a hint of pride - although my ...... My boobs aren't as big as yours, but I robbed you of your man! Winlessa felt that there was nothing in the whole world of Azeroth that could make her life more deflated than that poisonous tongue woman.

But...... Wen Lesa began to worry again, she worried that she might not be as good as the woman with the poisonous tongue. After all, when Arthas was kissing that venomous woman, the intoxicated look on his face would even make Wen Lesa feel hot. So...... Will he take the initiative to bring his tongue to his mouth? What does his saliva taste like? Is it as sweet as nectar, or as salty as tears?

Just as Winlesa was thinking, Arthas, who was holding her tightly, suddenly spoke. This little / lust / ghost did not lift his head from Wen Leisa's soft and flat lower abdomen, so the voice seemed to come from Wen Leisa's stomach: "Wen Leisa, what are you thinking?"

"Ah......" Wen Lesa's body trembled, feeling that her legs were too weak to exert her strength, and she hurriedly held Arthas's shoulders with both hands. I don't know why, Wen Leisa's heart suddenly became calm, her face was red, and the tips of her ears were hot, but Wen Lesa still mustered up her courage and said in a low voice: "I...... I'm thinking about something to be ashamed of......"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Arthas's tone was strange, making Winlessa's newly quiet heart become apprehensive, and she muttered, "That's it, it's ...... ...... with you" Wen Lesa finally didn't say the whole thing, and there was only one thought left in her small chest - it's over, will he think I'm that kind of bad woman? Just when Wen Lesa was worried, Arthas suddenly pinched her bouncy little ass/thigh, and asked with a wicked smile, "Yes...... Is there such a thing?" (To be continued.) )