Winesa stroked the leather armor on her hand, and thought of her mother, the mother who had lived for so long that she could not count the years, but still beautiful, and her father, who had no mage talent and could not be a ranger, but who had raised two excellent daughters, Sister Aurelia and Sister Sylvanas, and Laras, who had only been born a little before herself, but who always considered himself an older brother......

In fact, while Sister Aurelia and Sister Sylvanas were so hostile to the orcs that they wanted to kill them all, Winlessa didn't think so. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It's not that she doesn't hate the orcs who killed her relatives and burned down her home, it's just that Winlessa prefers to live in peace with her two sisters, and she is very worried that she will lose her relatives again.

Although Sister Aurelia and Sister Sylvanas are both very dissatisfied with the higher-ups of Silvermoon City, Winlesa feels that there is nothing wrong with the decision of Anastrian and the Silvermoon Council, and the High Elves should stay in their own territory honestly, so why meddle in the battle between humans and orcs?

However, Wen Lesa quickly thought of her new best friend Kalia, and couldn't help but sigh, now, she couldn't stay out of this battle, anyway, she couldn't watch Kalia being hurt by that group of orcs. And...... There is one more reason to fight now, after all, he still has the task of protecting the little prince of mankind.

Thinking of Arthas next door, Wen Leisa's face turned red inexplicably, and the hand touching the leather armor also stopped, and her pointed ears twitched, and she secretly listened to what was happening next door. It's been a while since the orc fleet was wiped out, and the moonlit town of Nanhai was far from the hustle and bustle of nightfall. Wen Lesa listened to it for a long time, but she didn't hear any unusual sounds, she let out a long sigh of relief and patted her chest, but she was a little inexplicably disappointed in her heart.

Winesa's hand suddenly stopped, and she thought of an embarrassing thing - this leather armor that Sister Aurelia had given her was good anywhere, but it was just ...... Obviously, the size of Sister Aurelia's breasts/parts is much larger than her own, but why didn't she feel a significant difference when she wore it?

Leaving aside the tightness of the leather, Wen Lisa felt that her careful and ingenious mother would not misestimate the size of Aurelia's sister's breasts/parts, so there was only one explanation...... That's Sister Aurelia's figure, which has become what it is now in nearly a year?

Wen Leisa blinked her pale blue eyes, folded her leather armor and placed it next to her pillow, put on her silk shirt, and got into the quilt, thinking that when Sister Aurelia came to Nanhai Town, she must find an opportunity to ask her what she could do to make her figure change so much in such a short period of time.

But...... Winresa suddenly remembered the guess of Frost Sorrow in the carriage - if it was really as the woman with the poisonous tongue said, Sister Aurelia and Sister Sylvanas were through ...... Rubbing each other...... way to make it bigger...... Do you want to join them yourself?

Wen Lesa was too ashamed to think about it, so she quickly covered her head with the quilt and let out a moan/moan in the quilt. All light and sound were cut off, and all that was left in the bed was the faint glow of Winlessa's own eyes. The High Elf Ranger suddenly remembered not long ago, the little human prince of color/color, hugging his shy ass/stock, for a while, his heart was a little shaken, and his white and tender little hand couldn't help but reach out to his muddy/round/straight/warped moon buttocks, and the other hand pinched his still green breast/breast, and bit his pink lips lightly, thinking in his heart - what if...... Does it mean that if I was rubbed in such a shameful way by Sister Aurelia or Sister Sylvanas, or together, my small, pointed breasts would become as plump as the two older sister......s? What about a little scary giant meat/ball like that pirate Anne Bonn? But that's not bad...... It seems that the little / lust / ghost always can't leave the female pirate in his eyes......

Wen Lesa was thinking nonsense next door, and soon fell into a deep sleep in the fatigue of a long day's travel. A fair, smooth arm rested on the soft leather armor beside the pillow, and the other, hidden in the warm quilt, caressed her own little ass/thigh. The dim light of the oil lamp shone on Winlessa's lovely and charming face as she slept, and the two delicate eyebrows of the High Elf Ranger gradually furrowed in their sleep, giving people a particularly pitiful feeling.

I don't know if it was because I remembered Arthas's attack on her buttocks/head, or if the discomfort of sitting on the edge of the hard saddle during the day had not subsided, Wen Lessa's hand hidden in the quilt gently rubbed it on the small/ass/thigh that had just been touched by Artace, and her ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and a sweet and greasy call floated out of her nose......

Arthas didn't care much about the seductive action of Winlesa next door, and he didn't have the energy - the little prince only wanted to sleep, but the obsession of Frost's sorrow prevented him from accomplishing this simple goal. In fact, Frost Sorrow didn't do anything excessive, she just got into Arthas's bed and hugged him tightly.

Of course, if Frost Sorrow would be so honest, she wouldn't be a perverse little magic sword. A few minutes ago, when Winlesa had just left, Frost Sorrow excitedly pulled the quilt that Arthas had wrapped around - in the eyes of the little magic sword, the red dragon had also flown away, and the orcs had not attacked, so it was time for Arthas to fulfill his promise and do something shameful with himself.

Although Arthas was still in the corridor of the bell tower not long ago, he was aroused by the sorrow of the frost, and he longed to complete the husband/wife ceremony between the two of them immediately with the little magic sword, but Arthas, who had just been drenched by the sea, caught a cold, and was very tired, still refused to have a happy/loving relationship with the frost sorrow now.

Frost's Sorrow was unexpectedly obedient, but the little magic sword was already planned on the bell tower, and he would be more active and affectionate to Arthas in the future. Frost's sorrow intended to begin with sleep at night, so she refused to leave Arthas's bed, and just held her master in her arms, pressing his little head against her chest/front, in a deep enough ravine/ravine.

Frost Sorrow didn't need to sleep, so she didn't close the curtains in her room, just put out the oil lamps. Frost Sorrow closed her eyes, her long curved eyelashes flickering, looking like a porcelain doll, and hugged her master tightly, Frost Sorrow twisted her body and began to absorb the blue moonlight.

Arthas had just rejected Frost Sorrow's offer, but he now deeply regretted his decision. The cold caused by the sea water did not get better, the fatigue in his body deepened, and every muscle expressed his dissatisfaction with his master with soreness, and all the situation did not change compared to the previous one, and it was Arthas who changed his mind because he could not sleep now. (To be continued.) )