PS: It's so hard to proofread the text every day!

I asked for a tip yesterday, but no one paid attention to me......

But don't give up in the white night, continue to ask today! I don't believe I can't ask for it!

When the first rays of the morning sun cast into Alsace's bedroom, shining a gray glow through the thick curtains, Frost Sorrow struggled to sit up from the bed.

He stretched his arm slightly, a feeling of soreness that made Frost Sorrow furrow his delicate eyebrows.

With a wave of his hand, a pale blue dress with a yellow floral pattern flew from the corner of the room and covered Frost Sorrow's naked/naked body.

"The master is really, obviously going to leave today, but he still refused to let go of Xiaoshuang last night...... Woo...... It's so uncomfortable! ”

Frost Sorrow moved her body, then grumbled to herself with a sullen expression.

By the side of Frost Sorrow, her lover, Arthas, Prince of Lordaeron? Minecil was asleep.

The vigorous body is not an inch, lying with big hands and feet beside the sorrow of the frost; The velvet quilt with pale gold veins clumped up at Alsace's feet for some reason.

Below the muscular lower abdomen, between the two strong thighs, stood with a mountain-like head held high, which was the kind of Frost Sorrow who loved and feared her, and who had just tossed her back to death last night.

"The master is so good now! Every time I enter Xiaoshuang's body, it seems like I want to tear Xiaoshuang apart. What can I do in the future...... If this continues, the swollen place under the small frost will not have time to go down! ”

His gaze glanced at this thing that made no secret of his feelings. Frost Grief slapped her hand on the top of the goose-egg-sized tip in disgust, and then said in a huff.

"Hmmm......"

Obviously, this is the most sensitive part of Artace's body, and he certainly won't be indifferent when he gets hit hard.

With a muffled grunt, Arthas snapped his eyes open.

"Ah, master, you're awake!"

Frostmourn discovers this. He screamed, and shrank back like a child doing something.

"Hmm. Little Frost ...... What time is it? ”

Arthas asked, sitting up.

Of course, Arthas didn't expect an answer from the wound of frost's mourning, judging by the brightness of the room. He can roughly deduce. Although I woke up a little late, it was still too late.

"Master, don't ...... Not now, you're about to set off with your army! ”

Noticing that Arthas was looking at him, Frost Grief shuddered and couldn't help but complain.

"What? I'm just wondering where I took off my clothes last night, what are you talking about, Xiaoshuang! ”

Arthas glared at Frost Sorrow and said in a slightly reprimanding tone.

"Whew...... Then Xiaoshuang is relieved......"

Frost Sorrow reached out and stroked her high/towering breasts. She was now like a frightened bird, at Arthas's every move. She was so worried that her master would suddenly press herself to the bed and then forcibly beg/please.

"Rest assured what?"

Arthas was stunned for a moment, then guessed Frostmourn's thoughts.

Glancing down at his fiery and stiff, Arthas's mouth showed a playful smile before he jerked Frost Sorrow in his arms, one hand wrapped around her slender and soft waist, the other expertly reaching under her skirt, and swimming between her high/towering and bouncy peaks under the thin layer of fabric.

"Hmm...... Master, you said you wouldn't ...... with Xiaoshuang."

Frost Grief bit her lip tightly, and Arthas's movements made her soften, and she could only resist weakly with her beautiful black eyes half-closed.

"I changed my mind, it's all to blame Xiaoshuang for seducing/confusing me early in the morning!"

Arthas said unceremoniously.

"Xiaoshuang didn't!"

Frost's sorrow hurriedly argued.

"None? So how did I end up like this? ”

Arthas pulled his hand from under Frostmourn's skirt, took Frostsorrow's small hand and pressed it to his crotch, and then said confidently.

"This is because, master, you ...... Woowoo...... The owner is the big bad guy and bullied Xiaoshuang early in the morning......"

Frost's sorrow anxiously tried to defend herself, but she didn't know what to say, and in her eagerness, her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

- The master is so unreasonable, Xiaoshuang had already said no last night, but the master still pressed Xiaoshuang on the bed and made love for a long time after the military meeting.

Originally, Xiaoshuang didn't need to sleep, but she was so tired last night that she was groggy all night, and her body was sore and numb; This morning, the master just got up, and he had to ...... with Xiaoshuang again

If this continues, sooner or later Xiaoshuang will die on the master's bed/!

- Frost Sorrow thought sadly.

"But Xiaoshuang, you are my fiancée, if you don't bully you, who can I bully?"

Arthas had long been accustomed to the resistance of Frost Sorrow, he put Frost Sorrow's soft body on the bed, and then the whole person gently pressed up, leaned into the ear of the little magic sword, and said softly.

"Hmm...... The master is too cunning...... Saying such things at this time, how can Xiaoshuang ......"

Frost's sad words were tinged with tears, but he complained as he quietly parted his legs.

Yes, the master is right! Xiaoshuang is the master's fiancée, if the master doesn't bully himself, who else can he bully? Although it is still very uncomfortable under Xiaoshuang now, if the master goes to do such a thing with Gianna...... Xiaoshuang will feel even more uncomfortable!

――As he thought this, he felt the surging impact of Arthas, and Frost Sorrow closed his eyes slightly, and his mouth unconsciously let out a "babbling" moan.

The outskirts of Lordaeron have always been a prosperous area, and the surrounding farmers and farmers would bring the fruits and vegetables from the farms and estates to sell to the stewards and servants of the nobles who came out early in the morning to buy food.

Today, however, the bazaar was dispersed, and although some of the peasants protested, they lost their courage in the first place in the face of the royal guards of Lordaeron.

More and more royal guards of Lordaeron poured out of the royal city, they rode tall war horses, from head to toe, even including war horses, all dressed in standard plate armor, a huge two-handed sword hidden deep in the sheath, but it was difficult to hide the killing aura of the golden iron horse.

These royal guards of Lordaeron quickly and quietly lined up in a phalanx, their heads facing the main gate of the royal city of Lordaeron, as if waiting for a review or lecture from an important person. (To be continued......)