My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Later, with the help of the Red Dragon Queen, Alsace’s physique was greatly improved. Frostmourne at this time was very happy. He spent a lot of time in bed with the owner every day, and almost understood her. Tried all those various poses.

But soon, Alsace’s madness made Frostmourne unbearable. She began to become a little afraid of having a relationship with Alsace. The original "ashamed thing" has now become a little magic sword. The terrible things that are willing to face.(To be continued.)

Chapter 640 Military Conference

However, at this time, Arthas could always use some sweet words to let Frostmourne reluctantly, but he still half pushed.

This time was no exception. Arthas just lowered his head slightly, holding Frostmourne’s crystal earlobe, grinding it with his teeth, and the little magic sword felt that he was soft. If he refused and resisted, he reached his mouth. It also became a sweet and greasy moan/groan.

"No, master... so uncomfortable..."

Frostmourne said softly, her body writhing restlessly in Alsace's arms, although her skin was still cold, it seemed to ignite the fire on Alsace's body.

"I feel bad too, Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas said softly in Frostmourne's ear, while grabbing the cold hand of Little Demon Sword, and stretched out his crotch.

There, the swelling was fierce, making it difficult for Arthas to even walk.

"Yeah!"

Frostmourne felt the terrible thing, and thinking about how fierce the thing was when it almost pierced him last night, Little Demon Sword couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

However, compared with her own body, Frostmourne will always be her favorite owner.

Knowing that Arthas would be uncomfortable once it became like this, Little Demon Sword hesitated for a moment, and then made up his mind.

"Well, Master...but...we can't be here..."

Frostmourne blushed with sorrow, and the body leaning against Arthas no longer struggled, but said in a weak tone.

"Then... shall we go back to the bedroom, to the bed/up?"

Arthas noticed the changes in Frostmourne and said playfully.

"Uh, uh..."

Because Alsace’s hands had been doing strange things on his body, Frostmourne gradually had a strange feeling. This feeling was very familiar. It was a kind of little magic sword that made some heartless little magic swords a little difficult. The feeling of opening one's teeth is a feeling of longing to be one with the master.

When the bedroom door slammed shut behind Alsace, when he threw the weakened Frostmourne in his arms on the bed/, after taking off her light/thin light blue skirt... …

"Ok……"

Strangely speaking, the servants in Lordaeron’s Palace seemed to be really lazy today. Just now Sylvanas had not found a maid or attendant, and now the corridor outside Arthas’s room was empty.

But there is nothing wrong with this, at least these servants will not hear the groan/groan that is sometimes high and sometimes hoarse in the bedroom of their Royal Highness.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon the bustling King City of Lordaeron ushered in a quiet night.

The lively bazaar gradually became silent. Both customers and vendors returned to their homes shortly after the bimonthly rose.

A team of Lordaeron royal guards walked across the wide street with their heads upright, and the night lights in their hands dragged their shadows long behind them.

The entire city of Lordaeron was plunged into the dark night, but its city, the palace of Lordaeron, was still as noisy as day.

King Terenas’ study was especially lively, even more than a dozen times more lively than during the day, because there were suddenly more than a dozen people here than during the day.

When Arthas walked into his father's bedroom with Frostmourne, he was hugged tightly by a powerful arm before he could see the guests in the room.

"Alsace, you brat! I heard that you won the tournament?"

Varian Wrynn’s loud voice came. Although Arthas had been as burly as him, he still liked to call Arthas "the brat."

"Let go of me, Varian, you are less and less like a king now!"

Arthas was suddenly attacked. He broke free from Varian Wrynn's bear hug with some irritation, and taught him unceremoniously, but with a friendly smile on his mouth.

Varian Wrynn, Arthas' playmate when he was a child, has now been King of Stormwind for six years.

In the past six years, under the assistance of Sir Anduin Lothar, although Varian Wrynn was still young as a king, Stormwind City has steadily recovered its national power before the war broke out.

In the past six years, Arthas participated in Varian’s coronation ceremony. After that, they also met several times in Stormwind and Watchtower. Time and distance did not allow the two royal The friendship between the two became bleak, but it grew stronger.

"Little Alsace, I want to congratulate you! But it's no wonder that you kid is like a monster, as a human being, you have more strength than our dwarves!"

Another loud voice came out, it was Muradin Bronzebeard from Ironforge. As the envoy of the dwarven kingdom, he traveled between Ironforge and Lordaeron all the year round, maintaining this section of Azeroth’s greatest world. Racial friendship.

The other guests were also Alsace’s acquaintances, such as Dalin Proudmoore, the lord of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, King Thoras Trollbane from Stromgarde and his nephew Danas ? Prince Trollbane.

In addition, the Archmage Antonidas from Dalaran, as well as Uther Lightbringer and Alexandros Mograine who represented the church at the military meeting also stood up and congratulated Alsace in the tournament. Glory achieved on the

In the past six years, learned from the orc wars, the various kingdoms of mankind have strengthened their communication with each other.

Now, in the palaces of various kingdoms, there are interconnected magical teleportation circles. With a simple operation, the kings and dignitaries of various countries can gather together to conduct such military meetings.

People who hadn’t seen each other for a long time were chatting with each other. When they asked about the recent situation, the door of the study opened again. This time, it was Aure, who came in from Quel'Thalas and now settled in the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Leah Windrunner.

"Ms. Alleria, you are here. I'm so sorry to interrupt your rest at so late, but everyone has already arrived, and they still need to listen to the information you brought."

Arthas saw Alleria coming in, hurriedly greeted him, and said apologetically.

"It's okay, Arthas, during the day, I went to rest as soon as we were separated, and when the guard of His Majesty King Terenas informed me, I just woke up."

Alleria smiled and replied.

Judging from the expressions of the high elf, she did not lie. Compared with the daytime, her energy was much more energetic at this time, and even her skin appeared to be shiny.(To be continued.)

Chapter 641 Statement

"That's great!"

Arthas breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt better when Alleria said this.

"Ms. Frost...what happened to her?"

Arthas stopped speaking, but Alleria asked her own question.

Unlike the others, Alleria knew the "true identity" of Frostmourne, even though this true identity was only a smoke bomb released by Arthas at the beginning.

After seeing Frostmourne playing Khadgar mage between her palms, Alleria has been keeping her far away; but in the past six years, although her personality is still strange, Frostmourne has basically integrated into it. Life in Alsace.

Therefore, seeing Frostmourne's listless look, Alleria hesitated for a moment and asked with concern.

"She... ahem, let's leave her alone..."

Arthas coughed dryly, then changed the subject-how else would he answer?Could it be that he and Frostmourne had been intimate with Frostmourne for a whole day in the bedroom, so Little Demon Sword has not regained his spirit yet?

"Everyone, please be quiet, everyone's time is very busy, let's start discussing business as soon as possible!"