Listening to Frost's sad words, Arthas had the feeling of lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot. The little prince said a little angrily: "Little Frost, you ......" Frost Grief giggled, pinched Arthas's face with his hand, and said while teasing his master: "Master, you are so stupid, Little Frost is joking with you!" ”

Arthas was relieved to be pinched by Frost Sorrow, and only after saying those words did Arthas realize that although he cared deeply about his family, friends, and the people of Lordaeron, these things didn't mean anything to Frost Sorrow. If he could stay away from the mortal world and live with himself, Frost Grief would definitely seize that opportunity at any cost. Of course, the main thing is to get away from those around you...... Woman.

Arthas was thinking about things when he suddenly found himself picked up by Frost Sorrow and placed on the soft couch. Arthas looked at the little magic sword in bewilderment, only to find that her expression had become extremely stern. "How...... What's wrong? "It's Alsace getting a little nervous right now...... I don't know if I've done something wrong again, or if Frost's Grief senses danger.

"Master, aren't you really angry?" Frost's sorrow is serious on the surface, but in fact, he has already smiled in his heart. "No...... Don't be angry anymore. Arthas replied cautiously. So......" Frost Sorrow smiled, the coldness of his words making Arthas shudder, "Shouldn't we talk about hooking up with that bad woman in Gianna?" ”,…,

"Huh?" Arthas was dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that the frost sorrow that was like a pure little white/rabbit one second would turn into a big bad wolf the next. "To ...... How do you talk about it? Arthas swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the fierce appearance that he tried to hide, but because of his flamboyant appearance and the smile in his eyebrows. Frostmourn looks even cuter - although she knows that Frostsorrow is joking with herself, Arthas is happy to play this little game of "role-playing" with her.

"Hee-hee-......" Frost's sadness didn't hold back for a moment, pinched Arthas's face, and let out a playful laugh. Realizing that he had revealed the sorrow of the frost of the horse's feet, he hurriedly made a serious appearance and announced loudly like a judge: "Master, because you and the woman outside of Xiaoshuang...... An intimate relationship has occurred, so you are going to be punished! ”

Arthas was convicted by Frost Sorrow - the Flower/Heart Sin. "Okay." Arthas made a reluctant look, "What kind of punishment is that?" "Frost's sorrow pressed on its master again, until the faces of the two men were almost pressed together; Arthas could clearly feel the cold, inexplicably scented breath of Frost Sorrow spraying on his face. ,…,

"I'll punish you...... Suffocate in the chest / part of the little frost! Frost Grief snorted. Before Arthas could react, he grabbed him and pressed him between his breasts, which were plump enough for her size, and squinted defiantly and looked at Winlessa - this small/breasts/part woman, even if she was given 10,000 years, she would not be able to bury her master's head in her nipples/groove!

Of course, Winlessa is reflecting on why she has a ...... for a little / sex / ghost like Arthas that transcends race and age Love, didn't notice the sad movements of Frost, otherwise, there would definitely be another wave of verbal swords in the carriage. Arthas struggled at first, but he was not very reluctant to Frost Sorrow, anyway, the ditch of the little magic sword was deep enough not to suffocate him, so the little prince also enjoyed it with peace of mind, and the Frost Sorrow, which was called "punishment", was actually an intimate action of "welfare". …,

It took a moment for Arthas to lift his head from Frostmourn's chest. In fact, Frost Sorrow no longer pressed his master's head hard, but held Arthas's back with one hand and stroked his hair with the other. Arthas only raised his head now, just because he couldn't bear the feeling of nephrite ice. ,…,

Arthas looked up, Frostmourn blinking at him. Arthas didn't know what his psychology was, and he half-knelt on the soft couch and reached out to caress the frost's sorrowful and smooth ice skin. Frost Sorrow narrows her eyes happily and makes a "purr" sound in comfort.

Arthas thought it was funny, patted Frost's sad face lightly, and asked, "Frost, what is this sound?" "Every time she touches Frost's sorrow, she makes a sound like this." How can there be ......," Frost said sadly...... "It's Frost's own voice!" ”

Arthas smiled and pinched Frostmourn's face and asked, "Is the punishment over?" Frost Sorrow just wanted to nod, and then continued to hold his master in his arms for warmth, when suddenly thought of something - "punishment"? Frost Sorrow had other thoughts in her mind.

"Master......" Frost Sorrow suddenly uttered a sweet voice, "It's not over yet!" Arthas was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Really? What other tricks do you have? Frost Grief glanced at his master, pretended to be aggrieved, and said: "Xiaoshuang has already punished the master, but the master has not punished Xiaoshuang yet!" ”,…,

Arthas was overwhelmed by Frost's sad words, and hesitated, "But Frost is ...... I didn't intend to...... Punish...... You ......" Arthas could no longer utter the whole sentence - Frost Sorrow climbed onto the couch on its own. Lying down with his back to Arthas, a pair of cute little white boots were placed together, the soles of which lit up for Arthas—although they had traveled a long way, the boots made of the snow of the Alterac Valley did not seem to be stained by the mud.

Of course, that's not the point—Frost Sorrow wraps tightly around the blue dress of her graceful body, and in such a position it can't hide the part below the knee, revealing half of her smooth and white calf; The long black hair, I don't know what method was used, stretched softly along the curve of the back, and the ends were slightly upturned, like a fluffy fox tail.

What attracted Alsace's attention the most was Frost Sorrow's round/stiff/curvy buttocks hidden under the fabric of the skirt. The little magic sword struggled to keep his upper body close to the soft couch. Although he couldn't see it, Arthas could imagine the two soft balls of flesh on her chest, squeezed into ellipsoids.

Because of the deliberate stiffness/movement, the frost sad hip/head curve is particularly attractive. It's not just that the mysterious fabric of the blue floral dress is too thin, but also the deliberate pull of the hand hidden under the little magic sword, the originally loose skirt is like a tights that tightly wraps the frost's sad plump little / fart / thigh, Arthas can even clearly see the looming deep groin, and the two obviously revealed buttocks/flaps. ,…,

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