My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Who told you...I am not?"

Zujin turned his head and glanced at Caldara deeply, his face full of pride.

...

In the camp of humans, dwarves, and high elves, in the camp of Arthas.

On the simple camping bed, Frostmourne lay there quietly, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, looking peaceful and quiet.

Arthas moved a small stool and sat on the edge of the bed, murmured while gently stroking Frostmourne's cheek with his hand.

"Xiaoshuang... are you okay... don't scare me..."

It was quiet in Alsace's camp. Although his voice was very small, it sounded very clear.

Arthas, who had just come down from the battlefield, didn’t even have time to take off the blood-stained armor. He had only one thought in his mind now, that is, he hoped that the little magic sword who loves to laugh and wake up as soon as possible, and then call himself again. the host.

Frostmourne now looks no different from falling asleep, her small and exquisite noses rise and fall slightly with her breathing, do she still wrinkle her lovely eyebrows, as if she had a nightmare.

But since Frostmourne turned into a human form, Arthas never saw Little Demon Sword sleep, so he instinctively believed that Frostmourne must have been injured while fighting the giant bear.

"Damn it, blame me... I obviously guessed that guy might be a god whom trolls believe in, a tricky guy, but I'm still... Xiaoshuang, will you wake up soon, OK?"

Arthas's tone was full of self-blame, and what made him more uneasy was that he had no idea what happened to Frostmourne.

At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind Alsace, and soon a pair of small brown leather boots appeared beside him.

"Alsace, Ms. Frost, she... isn't she awake yet?"

Alleria Windrunner's gentle voice came, causing Arthas to twist his head slightly.

"Ms. Alleria? Is it you?"

Arthas asked in surprise.

"Why not me? Do you think you left us on the battlefield and we can't come back by ourselves?"

Alleria said slightly, teasing Arthas.

"No, I didn't mean that... By the way, damn it, blame me... What about Ms. Alleria, Muradin and Varian? Have they all withdrawn? And Uther Teacher and Danas Prince, are they all okay?"

It seems that he knew that now, Arthas only reacted not long ago—in fact, it is the same now—he was the commander of this combined army of humans, dwarves, and high elves.

On the battlefield, because of Frostmourne, he had forgotten his duties. Only after Alleria's teasing did Arthas care about the condition of his army.

"It's all okay, I'm here to tell you this... King Varian Wrynn temporarily accepted the camp, and both he and Muradin's army have been withdrawn; Uther and Prince Danas seem to have met A little trouble, but they have already begun to retreat."

Alleria spoke briefly about the situation after Arthas ran away from the battlefield.

"That's great...Ms. Alleria, I'm really sorry, but Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas nodded in relief, then explained.

"I know, I know, Arthas... If Vereesa or Sylvanas had encountered such a situation, I would do the same."

Alleria patted Arthas lightly on the shoulder, comforted him, and then leaned down to check the situation of Frostmourne.

"Is Ms. Shuang too tired, so she went to bed? I see her...there seems to be no problem?"

Alleria carefully checked the situation of Frostmourne. Despite her rich experience in the field, the leader of the high elf ranger still couldn't see what wound Frostmourne had.(To be continued.)

703 But Xiaoshuang saw the master you were touching her...chest!

"But Xiaoshuang doesn't usually sleep. She... is a bit special. Now that it is like this, something must be wrong."

Arthas said worriedly.

"But it's no use worrying about it here... Why don't we ask Uther and Mograine to come and see?"

Alleria gave Alsace an idea.

As for what Arthas said, "Frostmourne usually doesn't need to sleep", Alleria didn't hear anything like that-in her heart, Frostmourne was probably similar to that giant bear. , Not sleeping...It doesn't seem to be a big deal either.

"I tried it. The Holy Light is not helpful to Xiaoshuang."

Arthas shook his head--it was just something like Holy Light, and he would do it himself. He didn't need a paladin like Uther or Mograine.

"Then... Master Khadgar is so knowledgeable, ask him to come and see?"

Alleria thought for a while and said again.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it, maybe Mage Khadgar..."

Arthas suddenly realized that he raised his hand abruptly, trying to tap his knee, but the movement stiffened a bit-he felt his elbow separated by something soft.

"Ms. Alleria, I..."

Arthas looked at Alleria and stammered and explained.

No wonder Arthas was so embarrassed. Just now, because Alleria leaned over to check the situation of Frostmourne, her two pairs of Erfeng/straight breasts were hanging heavily beside Arthas, Lordaeron. His Royal Highness only raised his hand, and his arm was caught by Alleria's deep cleavage.

Of course, Arthas quickly realized the indecentness of his behavior, and took his hand out of Alleria's cleavage/ditch, wanting to say something apologetic, but didn't know how to speak.

"No... it's okay, Arthas, you didn't mean it..."

Alleria was as generous as ever, and she didn't mean to blame Arthas at all; but the high elf ranger leader who had always been calm was also a little flustered at this time, she subconsciously stepped back two steps, and then covered herself with her hands. On the chest, replied falteringly.

When Alleria first met Alsace, he was a child; now six years have passed. Although he is only sixteen years old, Alsace is already as strong and tall as a grown man.

Although it is not a direct physical/physical contact-separated by leather armor and plate armor-but for Alleria, her breasts/houses have passed since she was born to the present for thousands of years. , No man has touched here yet.

(That means a woman touched it? Sylvanas, come out and explain!)

Although he didn't treat Alsace as a man, let alone Alleria knew that Alsace was her sister Vereesa's favorite object, but she wanted to be murdered and wanted to calm down as usual, even Alleria. Ya couldn't do it either.

The atmosphere in the camp became a bit awkward for a while, and just at this moment, the activator of the atmosphere-or the guy who said to destroy this faintly ambiguous atmosphere appeared.

In fact, this guy has been there all the time, but just started to talk--

"Master! What are you doing!"

Arthas was hesitating how to politely apologize to Alleria, but the familiar reprimand of Little Demon Sword heard in his ear.

"Xiaoshuang? Are you awake? Great..."

Arthas turned her head and found that Frostmourne was awake-not only that, she was already kneeling on the bed/ with her hands on her hips, looking at herself angrily.

But Arthas didn't notice the anger in Frostmourne's eyes. He threw himself on the bed, took Frostmourne in his arms, and hugged him tightly and refused to let it go.