"Listen, Gianna, it wasn't a dream, it was real, Prince Lordaeron became a servant of darkness, a pawn of the Lich King. I know that there are some things that you have a hard time letting go, you loved Arthas, but he went to the point of no return. The sweet and beautiful images of the past can never be repeated, and the feeling of loss is heart-wrenching, just as I lost Sylvanas......"

Sitting in front of Gianna, Ares said sadly. The world is impermanent, Ares thought that after crossing over, when he came to Azeroth, he could no longer experience the warmth and sorrow of this world, but he didn't expect that as long as it was human society, there would be these joys and sorrows, sunny and warm.

"Windranger. Sylvanas? ”

Gianna asked, with tears in her eyes, looking up. At this moment, the man in front of him seemed to have a heart-wrenching past like himself. It's just that on weekdays, he hides it well. It was only in the dead of night that he took off his carefully disguised appearance, revealing his devastated scars.

"Yes. It was a wonderful but distant time, Quel'Thalas, where I had lived, and at that time, the Blood Elves were not called Blood Elves, they were called High Elves. Quel'Salas was still a peaceful scene, the sun was everywhere, the orange leaves covered the sky overhead, the song of the elves was heard in the forest, and several rangers stood on the sentry in the distance, holding on to their day's work. The babbling stream flows to Yangfan Harbor in the distance. ”

"Sounds like a wonderful place."

Gianna said, tears subdued.

"Hmm...... It's beautiful, that place. ”

Ares said, reminiscing.

"What about Sylvanas? Your former lover? ”

"Gone. I haven't seen her in over half a year. When Arthas led the Scourge against Quel'Thalas, I was in Silvermoon and participated in the horrific siege. Because someone in the Council of Quel'Thalas Silvermoon betrayed their king and betrayed their people, causing the magic barrier of the High Elves to shatter, Arthas led the Scourge army all the way into Silvermoon City, Sylvanas and I fought bloodily, but still couldn't stop the Scourge army, and finally, on Queldenis Island, I dragged Sylvanas into the portal, saving the lives of the last group of High Elf rangers. However, Sylvanas resented me ever since, resented me for letting her live alone in this world, she should have died in battle in Quildanis, and the sunwell was their spiritual sustenance. It's that I don't understand their feelings for the Sunwell, for Quel'Thalas, who have lived there for nearly a thousand years, and without a home, it is worse than death. ”

Ares sighed.

Gianna stopped crying, and she looked at Ares, and at this moment, they were like two poor people who were sick and sick, confiding in each other.

Gianna suddenly reached out and touched Ares' cheek. The fingertips were cold, and there was no temperature.

Ares reached out to grasp the slender hands, and a warm light bloomed from Ares's fingertips, warming Gianna's cold palms and gradually warming her whole body. For a moment, Gianna seemed to have gone back in time, as if she had seen Alsace, healing her plague-infected hand with holy light. With a sharp look up, the image was long gone, replaced by the handsome face of the Scarlet Crusader Lord Ares.

The same situation gradually narrowed the distance between the two people.

Gianna stared into Ares' eyes, her breathing becoming rapid. The neckline that was slightly open just now looks even more open at the moment. You can vaguely see the Alpine peaks inside.

And Ares also lowered his head, having to admit that if there are too many love words, his heart will be soft. Driven by a primal impulse, Ares placed his hand on the trim of Gianna's collar. Surprisingly, Gianna did not object.

With a rush of breathing, Ares unbuttoned the collar.

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"Ares...... Ares ......"

On the soft mattress, Gianna whispered Ares' name. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and her cheeks flushed.

In an instant, Gianna seemed to have returned to that warm hometown, the little girl who prayed silently in the candlelight, on the day she became an adult, looking forward to the beautiful world outside the window, she had fantasized about what kind of happiness and future there would be, in the holy church, bathed in holy light, holding a solemn wedding, she would be the heroine, flowers would be spread all over the church paths, people would cast envious and blessed eyes......

Gianna's thoughts raced as Ares stepped up her offensive and stirred up a pool of spring water.

His kiss fell from his forehead to his lips and then to Gianna's peaks, the sweet ravines that reminded Ares of Sylvanas...... However, both men know that their current and past lovers have been far away......

Gianna closed her eyes, and Ares' sinful tentacles began to search for the mysterious forest sanctuary.

It's like two injured kittens snuggling up to each other in the dark of night, licking each other's wounds. The comfortable temperature is even more unforgettable.

In Gianna's warm embrace, Ares felt himself gradually transformed into a beast, a mindless, bloodthirsty beast. It's like wandering in the forest for months, hungry, and suddenly catching a prey, and humanity has long been forgotten, replaced by endless satisfaction.

A slight gasp came from Gianna's mouth, and she turned her face sideways, as if imagining something, and put one hand on her lips to block out the shy grunt.

The drizzle outside the window was still falling, dripping from the eaves and falling on the windowsill, making a tick-tock sound that made people fall asleep. In the bulging sheets, Ares was already sweating profusely. The masculinity in the body is like a ball of magma about to erupt, no, it is a volcano that is about to erupt.

Gianna seemed to have noticed something, and she hurried to stop Ares's irrational behavior, but it was too late, and the bed shook violently, and a thunderclap pierced the sky, and the rain poured down......