Feeling the supple skin here, Arthas's hand went down again, gently stroked the fine hairs at the bottom of Frost's sad lower abdomen, and then said with a smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't ...... Please, master...... Underneath, it's still swollen underneath......"

Frost Writhing her delicate body in dismay, her hands removed from her cheeks, and tried to reach for Arthas's hand, trying to stop his recklessness on herself.

"Really?"

Arthas stopped his movements, looking at Frost's sad little face in confusion.

"Really! If you don't believe it, Xiaoshuang will show you to the master! ”

Frost Sorrow sat up aggrievedly, and then tried to spread his legs so that Arthas could take a good look at the hollow valley "Yulan" inside.

"But...... Xiaoshuang, I've become like this here, what should I do? ”

It is not necessary to prove that Frost Sorrow is the reason why Frost Sorrow repeatedly rejects him.

However, when Arthas lowered his head and saw the towering of his shirt/crotch/part like a mage's tower, he could only show a helpless look on his face.

The Red Dragon Queen's original intention for Arthas's body transformation was only so that he and Frost Sorrow could enjoy the "life" between husband and wife.

This transformation was undoubtedly successful in terms of results, and although it took a long year of waiting, Frost Grief finally became one with its owner.

Of course, Arthas also fully appreciated the beauty and comfort of the lingering sorrow with the frost.

The depth of the relationship between Arthas and Frost Sorrow is naturally undeniable, and Frost Sorrow is more possessive/hopeful than ever for Arthas.

So, after Arthas's body was able to withstand the low temperature brought about by the frost sorrow, Little Magic Sword and his master sang almost every night, and even sometimes, the two of them would be unable to help themselves during the day, and nest in Arthas's bedroom, until King Terenus sent a guard to summon Arthas to his study to deal with government affairs.

Arthas was a little reserved at first, but Frostmourn's flawless body was so tempting that no matter how many times he experienced it, Arthas was as greedy as a child.

But......

Although it was Frost Grief who drove all this at first, Little Demon Sword soon found that he was a little unbearable.

Arthas's body, which had been fully impregnated with the essence of the red dragon, was far beyond the limits of what a human could have.

In other words, Arthas is a dragon in human form, both in terms of the number of exalts and the duration of the exaltation.

Unlike the pitiful "Six Seconds" at the beginning, when Arthas was completely obsessed with the sorrow of Frost, he was no longer the little prince who would be defeated by the little magic sword just by provoking his lips and tongue.

Asking for it almost non-stop day and night, so that Frost's sad body will soon be overwhelmed, like now......

In fact, just before the final with Tyran Ferdin, Arthas and Frostmourn were in this room, right on this bed/, and the "battle" lasted far longer than the two rounds between Arthas and Tyran Ferdin, and Frostmourn still had some wet sheets under him, which was proof of this "big fight".

But just two rounds later, Arthas once again couldn't hold back the urge in his heart, and dragged Frost Sorrow back, eager to make out with her.

How could this make Frost Grief bear, as she said, she was still swollen underneath!

Little Demon Sword didn't know why her body had become like this, she originally thought that her body was far beyond mortals, but now it seems that ......

At least the valley between her legs, which attracted Arthas and made him unable to extricate himself, was not much better than that of a mortal woman.

"But...... But ......"

Frostgrief looked a little fearfully between Arthas's legs and swallowed with difficulty.

――Don't get me wrong, this is not Frost's sad "gluttony", but simply a dry mouth due to nervousness.

"But master, you have become so big again, if you do it again, Xiaoshuang will die......"

Despite knowing that Arthas would be uncomfortable to be like this, Frostmourn didn't want to experience that hot, stinging sensation anymore.

"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 this, in the rules of life, does the male have anything else to do besides mating/mating? It's a good thing that you've become like this! Why rush to the haunt? ”

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......