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"Let's go, what are you talking about" Bridget's heart, which was gradually despairing, was confused by Yang Long's words, and she didn't react for a while What her sweetheart meant: "Where are we going together?"

Moved his sleeping position to free his left hand, and drilled under Bridget's neck, with a little force, the girl was turned around, from facing back to face, Yang Long gently stroked the green silk on the girl's head with his right hand, looked at Bridget deeply and said, "Neither of us should go to the Valley of the Hearth, but find a way to go to Dalaran, and then explore the rest of Azeroth together, and leave here tomorrow night, how about it?"

Bridget showed a hint of joy on her face, and this remark showed that she did have a certain status in the hearts of her sweetheart. When he opened his mouth and was about to agree, he suddenly thought of something, and then his face became worried again: "However, we are all gone, and my father is only one person." ”

Abidis, the general who is both a father and a mother, has always been the spiritual pillar in Bridget's heart, although now there is a more important existence of Yang Long, but the girl's twenty years of development of the heart, after all, can not be compared with Yang Long, who has seen through the world, when encountering such a choice of lovers or relatives, she is completely overwhelmed.

"Let's follow my father to the Hearthside Valley first, stay with him for a while, and then leave, okay?" Bridget's eyes were full of pleading, and after seeing Yang Long become silent, she took the initiative to come up and kiss her sweetheart on the mouth awkwardly, and learned to stick out her fragrant tongue to please her.

After warming up again for a while, Yang Long finally let go of the girl whose body was covered with red glow again, looked at her face and hesitated for a while, and finally asked a little heavily: "So you still chose your father, right?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my father has changed a little, I can't watch it" Bridget heard Yang Long's words, and couldn't help but feel a heartache, and tears poured out like a, instantly wetting Yang Long's arm under her.

The young girl didn't know that she had almost touched Yang Long's heart just a little bit, if she chose to leave her father and follow Yang Long, then maybe it would shake the path that Yang Long had been sticking to, so it was not impossible for Yang Long to fall in love with her.

Yang Long in his previous life was also moved by a girl, but unfortunately the "king" at that time had a greatly reduced lifespan, and took the initiative to push away this feeling. And now Yang Long's potential is endless, and if he is lucky, he will not have any problem living for a hundred years, and if there is a relationship that makes him fall again, he will definitely not refuse.

In this world, except for robots, everyone in this world, whether they are rich or poor, good or bad, even if they are the most heinous murderers, there is a fragile softness in their hearts. As long as someone inadvertently melts their thick heart and touches the softness of their heart, then they will be desperate to devote themselves, even if they sacrifice everything.

Bridget's appearance and personality are in line with Yang Long's aesthetics, and at the same time, the expression of innocent and unscrupulous feelings, as well as the specific period under the crisis, as well as Francis's bystander narration, coupled with the naïve but heart-wrenching means of retention, as well as Yang Long's personal mood fluctuations during this period of time.

All of the above conditions have led to the emergence of an opportunity to completely impress the old butcher of the other world, and the conditions for such an opportunity are indispensable, and they will definitely not be seen everywhere. Perhaps after this opportunity passed, Yang Long's atrium would close again and never open again.

"Desperate?" Thinking of Francis's words, Yang Long pursed his lips a little self-deprecatingly, and the heaviness in his heart disappeared in an instant. Gently caressing the tearful man in front of him, Yang Long gently comforted: "It's not your fault, don't be sad and blame yourself"

This time, it took almost an hour to lull the sad and sobbing girl to sleep, but Yang Long didn't feel any effort. After all, Yang Long's mood is now very different from before, gently kissing away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, and shaking his head meaninglessly, Yang Long fell asleep after a while.

For the next week, Bridget seemed to have completely forgotten about it, and was lively and cheerful again every day. However, Yang Long still saw deep nostalgia and pain in her undisguised eyes facing her.

And every night these days, the girl will take the initiative to ask for it, and every time she doesn't almost faint, she will keep asking and asking for it. Yang Long saw this kind of behavior in his eyes, but he did not stop it, but worked hard to meet the needs of the girl.

After all, although the door of his heart has been closed again, this girl still has a very good appetite for him, and the two may not see each other for many years in the future, and they may never see each other again in the future, and this kind of separation is also a little reluctant for Yang Long.

This week, Yang Long also put down his cultivation, and the two of them have been staying in bed to do things for men and women unless necessary, even when they are between battles, they will snuggle together and talk about love, and time passes rapidly between the two men and women who cherish time like gold.

In the early morning of the seventh day, inside the wooden house, in a double bed.

After four fierce battles, neither of them felt a trace of sleepiness, but quietly hugged each other and smelled each other's scent. Because in a few hours, five or six hundred thousand soldiers and civilians will depart from Talonshire for the Valley of the Hearth, and this will be the last time the two of them will be together.

"Bin, if we have a child, what should we call it?" Bridget's fingers turned, drawing circles on Yang Long's chest, and suddenly raised her head and looked at her sweetheart with sparkling eyes, and asked with some expectation.

Bridget's frequent courtship in the past few days, Yang Long has long had a certain speculation, but with the experience of Al for more than a year before, it can be seen that perhaps because of Yang Long's soul, this body cannot be sown smoothly, but at this time, Yang Long will naturally not be disappointed.

"It's up to you by name, but you have to have the last name Grovefe. Yang Long replied without hesitation, and after thinking for a while, he continued to add softly: "Little Brie, you will have to be surnamed Grofey in the future, do you know?"

"Bridget Grofe, that sounds so weird, just listen to you" The girl just pretended to be dissatisfied, but Yang Long immediately surrendered, and said coquettishly: "If you can't come, you're going to die."

After teasing the girl under him for a while, Yang Long also stopped his hand, hesitantly looked at the woman who was about to leave him, and then finally made a decision: "By the way, the name Bin, I will not use it again in the future." If you've ever heard of a traveler named Yang Long, it's me. ”

"Yang Long, this pronunciation feels so awkward, hehe, hehe! I'll listen to you when I stop." Bridget looked curious, but didn't ask why, because she didn't want to waste the last of her precious moments.

Yang Long, who had already thought of a set of rhetoric, still felt a little surprised after finding that the girl was silent. But since Bridget didn't ask, he wouldn't take the initiative to find something to say, so after moving his body to make it a little more comfortable, he hugged the girl and rested quietly.

Woo!

A loud military horn shook the two of them, who were not sleepy with their eyes open, but just looked at each other without saying a word. Bridget had obvious sadness in her eyes, and she had tried her best to cherish the time they had together, but the time had finally come to separate.

Although she was mentally prepared, Bridget was still weak, and she couldn't muster any strength to get up after trying several times, as if her body was against the will of her brain, and she didn't want to leave at all.

So Yang Long helped the girl put on her clothes one by one, and waited for her to finish washing, but it took less than half an hour to clean up Bridget. And after relieving herself for a while, the girl regained some strength and was able to move on her own.

Knock knock!

"Miss, the general asked me to inform you that the troops have departed!" suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was still the same sergeant who had disturbed the good dreams of the two before. Knowing that his daughter was going to follow him, General Abydis did not come to disturb the little life of the two of them for a week.

"I'm so annoying! just wait a while!" After shouting a word, Bridget turned her head to look at Yang Long, and said with a little reluctance: "Really don't you go together?"

Shaking his head to refuse, Yang Long looked at the girl whose tears flowed instantly, gently stroked her face, and said softly: "I have already explained Francis, and when he is fully recovered, he will follow and protect you, he is an old soldier worthy of trust." ”

"Well, I know! Woo" Bridget cried and pounced on Yang Long and kissed Yang Long, with such a period of training, she has completed the transformation from a girl to a young woman, and it took a while before she let go of her mouth, and said in Yang Long's ear: "Don't forget me, don't forget this time!"

"No, no, let's go!" Yang Long urged softly, since he had already made a choice, he couldn't change the facts, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Bridget didn't listen to her sweetheart's words, but continued to pounce on Yang Long's shoulder and bite it fiercely, until she bit out a bloody stamp, then she let go of her mouth and walked to the wooden door, and it took a lot of strength to open the door and walk out.

"Miss, the army has been going for a while"

"Shut up, lead the way!"

Bridget's voice regained its composure, and she reprimanded the sergeant sharply, and then the tapping of several horses faded away, and in a moment disappeared without a trace, and the surrounding cabin and the entire city fell into a dead silence.