You've become so big again, if you do it again, Frost will die......"

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"Or else...... The host, Frost can be ...... with her mouth"

Looking at Arthas's disappointed face, Frost Sorrow was also sad, she thought for a moment, and then whispered.

"Forget it...... You're harder with that little frost, and ...... It probably won't help either......"

Arthas smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It's not that Arthas has no interest in this kind of "boudoir/room/pleasure", it's just that he is no longer the self he was six years ago, and Arthas has long been almost immune to the tongue technique that Frost Sorrow has scavenged from the memory of his soul in which corner.

Arthas, of course, knows that the state he is in is not normal.

For the past six years, he has been associated with Frost's grief almost every moment, except for occasional discussions with King Terenus and Chancellor of the Exchequer Alaso Dildara and others, and handling state affairs in King Terenus's study.

Of course, Arthas and Frostmourn had never been separated before this, but now, when they were together, they had other activities......

Arthas's interest always came and went very quickly, and Frost Sorrow at first thought it was his master's favor for him, but gradually it ......

The little magic sword began to be unable to bear this heavy "love", and even if she could, the delicate valley between her strands was close to drying up under Arthas's almost endless demands.

Arthas, of course, asked the Red Dragon Queen why he was the way he is, but ......

"What's so strange about that, in the rules of life, does the male have anything else to do but mate? It's a good thing that you can be like this! Why bother?"

The Red Dragon Queen's answer made Arthas not know what to say, and he could only accept himself like this.

It's just that either it will soften in six seconds, or it will not be soft at all for a few hours like this, and Arthas sometimes has to sigh, can't he get just the right result?

"I'm going to rinse it with cold water and calm down. Xiaoshuang, you also get dressed up, and then we go to see my father together. ”

Arthas, who had come to his senses from his memories, shook his head and sighed, he didn't want to hurt his beloved little magic sword, but this damn desire/hope......

"The host ......"

Arthas, who just wanted to leave to take a shower and cool down, was quietly pulled by the sorrow of frost.

Arthas looked down in surprise, Frost Sorrow didn't put on her clothes, but lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, but a small white hand grabbed her clothes tightly and didn't let herself leave.

"What's wrong, Xiaoshuang?"

Arthas asked.

"If only once......"

Frost Sorrow whispered something, but Arthas didn't hear it clearly.

"What?"

Arthas's hearing was already good, but Frostmourn did seem hesitant, and her voice was barely audible.

"Xiaoshuang said, if it was just once, Xiaoshuang ...... Xiaoshuang can also make the owner ...... you"

Frostmourn jerked her head up and spoke firmly to Arthas.

It's just that although the little magic sword has an open expression, her voice is still trembling, and there are faint tears in her eyes.

"What? Xiaoshuang, you mean...... You agreed?"

Arthas exclaimed, and then excitedly hugged Frost's sad white body, and involuntarily wrapped his hands around the slender and slender waist.

-- They are all old husbands and wives, and this hand itself will not obey the call.

Arthas thought as he felt the smoothness of the frost's sorrowful skin, who would want to extinguish the heat of his heart with cold water in his arms with such a beautiful woman in his arms?

"Hmm...... Because, if this is the case, the owner will be very uncomfortable...... Even if Xiaoshuang herself will be in pain, Xiaoshuang doesn't want the master to make you uncomfortable......"

Frost Sorrow was held in Arthas's arms, her slender arms wrapped around Arthas's sturdy back like vines, and then snuggled into Arthas's arms, muttering.

"Frost, you ......"

Arthas was moved, he knew of course that his desires had become a burden to Frost Sorrow, but ......

Frost's sad and supple attitude dissuaded Arthas's desire/hope, and he looked at Frost's sorrow affectionately and shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, Xiaoshuang, I don't want you to feel bad......"

Arthas said patiently.

It's just a little bit of desire/thought, and patience is over, but the sorrow of frost is his most precious treasure,

"But you ...... master"

Frost Sorrow can feel the master's love for him from Arthas's words, which of course makes Frost Sorrow happy, but ......

The little magic sword didn't even have to bow his head, and he was able to understand that Arthas was just barely enduring from the hard body that was tightly pressed against his lower abdomen, as if he wanted to pierce his body.

"Master, don't bear it, Xiaoshuang is here to help you......"

Frost Sorrow sighed softly, then slid like a small snake against Arthas's chest and toward his lower abdomen, and his hands were pulled back from Arthas's back, and he circled in front of him to untie his pants.

"But Xiaoshuang, you ......"

Arthas subconsciously grabbed Frost Sorrow's little hand and didn't let her continue.

――The desire/desire that has finally subsided slightly, but I can't let this little magic sword pick up again!

Arthas thought to himself.

"It's okay, master, you can do whatever you want! Although Xiaoshuang may be in pain, Xiaoshuang will try to endure it!"

Frostmourn raised her head and said to Arthas with a smile.

"Xiaoshuang, you don't have to be ...... like this"

Arthas looked at Frost's sad face, her eyes full of attachment and indulgence to herself.

"Of course Xiaoshuang wants to do this! Because Xiaoshuang is the master's fiancée! If Xiaoshuang doesn't work hard, if she is not careful, the master will be snatched away by those women!"

Frost Sorrow said earnestly.

Not to mention those pregnant/spring girls in the kingdom of Lordaeron, just in the palace of Lordaeron, Frost Grief has many opponents!

"Is that the reason for this......

Arthas looked at Frost's sad expression with a very serious expression, and he couldn't help the impulse in his heart that wanted to kiss Fangze.

"Hmm......"

Frost Sorrow was about to take off her master's pants, but Arthas grabbed her, pressed him to the bed, and kissed her on the lips.

Six years have passed, and Arthas has already become a master in the almost non-stop practice with Frost Sorrow.

Now Arthas is no longer the little prince who was pressed against the wall by Frost Sorrow and kissed him, his height has already surpassed Frost Sorrow by a lot, and his kissing skills can at least go back and forth with Frost Sorrow.

Although the strange feeling on her body still existed, under the affectionate kiss of Alsace, Frost's sad eyes became more and more blurred, and her body became softer and softer from the slight tension at the beginning......

Finally, the slender arm of the little magic sword once again climbed the back of Arthas's neck, and her eyes were tightly closed.

The more devoted Frost Sorrow, frantically responding to Arthas's kiss, and then in the mouth closed by the four-petaled lips, the tongues of Arthas and Frost Sorrow are constantly intertwined and grinding, and the ** in their mouths finally turns into that fragrant and cool taste in the exchange of you and me.

"Come on, master...... Frost is ready......"

Even dragons need to breathe, and as Arthas let go of Frost's sad pink lips and gasped for breath, the little magic sword opened his affectionate eyes and said in a trembling voice as he gently stroked Arthas's strong muscles with both hands.

"Little Frost......