My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Ilidan is talking alarmist again... Obviously Mr. Alsace has done nothing! I am so true that I would believe Illidan's nonsense... Tyrande, you must strengthen your conviction!"

Seeing this scene, Tyrande couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She patted her chest lightly and planned to terminate the spell-even though Tyrande knew that the wall in front of her was only transparent on one side, Mr. Alsace and Ms. Frost, who were next to the room, couldn't see themselves, but... but Tyrande was just a little scared and couldn't tell why.

But after thinking about it, Tyrande still felt that she couldn’t just stop like this—she worried that if she went out like this, Malfurion had better say that Illidan would be unconvinced—in case the guy tried to find a way again. It would be bad to find some new troubles, so...

Tyrande felt that it was not good to continue peeping, but in order to be able to convince Illidan, she decided to just keep it like this... and observe it for a while.

Tyrande stood nervously in front of the transparent wall, watching the movement next door-she saw Ms. Frost crawling up and down on the bed, and suddenly the whole person fell down, facing the tip of Mr. Alsace’s nose mischievously Blow.

"Yeah!"

Tyrande couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Although he knew that Mr. Arthas and Ms. Frost could not hear his voice, Tyrande subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands. Does Ms. Shuang want to wake up Mr. Alsace?

Tyrande only remembered now. After bringing Mr. Arthas and Ms. Frost to the Moon Temple yesterday, he didn't ask anything, so he arranged the same lounge for them.

It’s not enough to behave like this, right? Tyrande thought so. After all, Mr. Alsace said that Ms. Shuang was his fiancée...

Tyrande still knows the word fiancee, which means that one day in the future-judging by the age of Mr. Alsace, this day should not be far away-Ms. Shuang will be married to Mr. Alsace and become His wife.

"Husband... Wife..."

Tyrande whispered-she didn't know much about this kind of social relationship, whether it was Malfurion and Illidan, or Tyrande himself, they all grew up in a family without parents-different However, Tyrande was an orphan of the war adopted by the priest of the Moon Temple, which is why she became a devout believer of Elune.

Tyrande knew that she was still very young when she got married--she was not even sure if she would remain pure for His Royal Highness Elune, the moon god--but like all ignorant girls, Tyrande, who knew nothing about love , I also have sweet expectations for my partner.

Because the opposite sex that I have seen most since childhood is the Stormrage Brothers, Tyrande's expectations for her future husband are also modeled on the Stormrage Brothers-she wants her husband to be as strong and powerful as the Stormrage Brothers. , But not as dull as Malfurion, nor as arrogant and disobedient as Illidan.

Tyrande, who didn't know what irritation he had received and started to think about it, was suddenly bewildered by Frostmourne's actions against the wall. She found that Frostmourne was blowing playfully on Arthas's face. He quietly stepped back to the bed and sat there blankly.

"Huh... It turns out that Ms. Shuang didn't want to wake up Mr. Alsace... Well, she must have wanted Mr. Alsace to sleep a little longer... Ms. Shuang is really a considerate fiancee! I don't know her. How did you meet and fall in love with Mr. Alsace... That must be an interesting story..."

Tyrande whispered in a longing tone—for night elves, love is not a word that often appears—their life span is too long, even if they become a couple, their strong love will eventually be long. And the eternal time is dull.

It’s not that Tyrande has never seen night elves who are in love with each other, but... in her opinion, those night elves’ couples get along with their brothers and sisters, which makes her love for Arthas and Frostmourne. Full of curiosity-do humans have an eternal lifespan?Yesterday, Mr. Alsace seemed to say it was not like this... Then what would their love... be like?

Just when Tyrande was thinking stupidly about a problem she could not solve at all, she suddenly found that-Ms. Frost, who was sitting between Mr. Alsace’s legs, turned her head abruptly and stared at herself and her. Between the transparent walls, the dark pupils seemed to have fierce gazes, penetrating the wall effortlessly, hitting the depths of his soul.

"Yeah!"

Tyrande was so frightened that he did not dare to move, and even forgot that she could end this spell used to "peep" at any time-she knew the safety of this spell-the priests of the moon had already made this kind of test devout. The spell is flawlessly perfect, and there has never been a night elf, even the most outstanding wizard, has discovered the weakness of this spell.

Tyrande thinks Ms. Frost shouldn't find herself peeping... right?But why is she looking here?Did you find something?Probably not... right?

The next movement of Frostmourne made Tyrande panic even more-she found that Ms. Frost stretched out a finger and lightly nodded on the wall in front of her-if she didn't know it was a wall instead of With a ripple, Tyrande was almost worried that the opponent's finger would directly point in front of him!(To be continued.)

979 What is this doing?

At this moment, Tyrande even had the idea of ​​running away-this spell was so realistic that she could even see the faint and shallow lines of Frostmourne's fingertips directly across the wall.

Just when Tyrande dared not come out, she found that Ms. Frost had taken her finger back-it seemed that she just clicked on the wall and didn't seem to find herself, but just clicked casually. Just tap the wall?

Tyrande couldn't believe her judgment, she continued to observe, and then found that Ms. Frost did not seem to pay attention to herself anymore, but instead focused on Mr. Alsace.

"Well... it's dangerous, I thought I was discovered..."

Tyrande breathed a sigh of relief—she decided to end her voyeurism immediately—if Illidan asked... By the way, I could stay here for a while, if Illidan asked, I would just say something. Give him a perfunctory!

But... just as Tyrande was about to end this spell, Frostmourne's next move made her stop - Tyrande found that Ms. Frost was taking off Mr. Alsace's pants!

"Ah! What is this doing...?"

Tyrande let out a cry of exclamation-she couldn't help but leaned close to the wall in front of her, carefully observing Ms. Frost's next move-Tyrande was not embarrassed, she was just curious.

However, Frostmourne’s next move made Tyrande even more confused-Ms. Frost seemed to take off Mr. Alsace’s pants, and then used two slender hairs from a bunch of less luxuriant hairs. With his fingers, he picked up a...round thing.

Tyrande stared intently at the things Frostmourne was playing with between his fingers-it looked like a thick python, but it was not that long; the top was round like a mushroom umbrella head, but But it's not as thin as a mushroom...

"It turns out that Ms. Shuang was looking for this thing? It's strange... Why didn't you see Mr. Alsace hiding such a thing on his body last night? What is it for?"

Tyrande asked to herself, she thought about it when she was about to turn off the peeping spell, and decided to continue to observe.

Next, Tyrande found that Ms. Frost had bent down and leaned down, her whole body was petitely shrunk between Mr. Alsace’s legs, and a small piece of pink and tender tongue was stretched out. The top of the "mushroom head" licked lightly.

"Is this something for licking? Is it something to eat? But... it seems that the end is attached to Mr. Alsace's body... Isn't Ms. Frost eating Mr. Alsace's tail? Wrong... The tail should be behind the fart/strand..."

Tyrande felt completely confused. While talking to herself, she leaned closer to the wall and observed carefully-helplessly because of the distance, she still felt that she could not see clearly.

Next, Tyrande was taken aback by Ms. Frost’s behavior—because she noticed that Ms. Frost seemed to have glanced at her again—if it wasn’t for knowing that there was a solid wall in front of him, Tyrande almost wanted I thought that the slightly playful look in Ms. Shuang's eyes was aimed at herself!

But... if it's not against yourself, what is it?Are there some funny patterns on the wall on Ms. Frost's side?Otherwise, why would she always look here? Tyrande watched Ms. Frost's actions intently while looking for reasons for her behavior.

Soon, Tyrande found that Ms. Frost had taken further action-she seemed not only satisfied with just licking the transparent mucus at the top of the "mushroom head", but opened her mouth and took the whole long , Yuanyuan's ben kicked into the mouth!

Tyrande was taken a big jump by what she saw—she didn’t know if it was her own illusion, as if the thing between Mr. Alsace’s legs was still limp at first, and was covered like a rope. What Ms. Shuang threw around... but now it's tough, like a stick!

Tyrande became very interested in this wonderful, soft and hard stick-she didn't know if it was Mr. Alsace's secret treasure hidden deep in the body, and she didn't know why Ms. Eat something like this in your stomach...

wrong!

Tyrande soon discovered that Ms. Frost had not eaten Mr. Alsace’s hard stick-she seemed to just put that stick deeply into her mouth-although it could only contain it because of its length. Go in for a little and a half.

The reason for this judgment is because Tyrande discovered that Ms. Frost soon spit out the stick again intact-no, not intact-Tyrande found that the original color was a little whitish The top of the stick became more swollen, and a little purple-red color came out-a bit like those scholars who were debating in front of the Moon Temple, their faces were bloodshot when they got angry.

"What is Ms. Shuang doing? Is it to make this thing wet with saliva? But isn't there any drinking water on the table? Why do I have to use saliva? Is it a...ritual?"

Tyrande murmured, guessing what might happen—well, it must be like this—we talked too much with Mr. Alsace yesterday, but there are also many things we haven’t talked about, such as beliefs about humans. Ah... something like that.

Tyrande felt that Ms. Frost might be performing some ritual—perhaps a pilgrimage ceremony—regardless of time, it was like this in terms of time, or only using saliva instead of overnight water.

Tyrande felt more and more that his guess was possible—because Mr. Alsace had crossed so many dangerous places and overcome so many difficulties. He must be a very faithful adventurer all the way here. In this way, even though he and Ms. Shuang lost all the food and luggage they carried, they still took this symbolic...um...mushrooms on them, and they were hidden in the most secret place. !

Then, in the morning—even though Mr. Alsace hadn't woken up yet, the devout Ms. Frost had already woke up and started the sacred ceremony—well!That's it!

Tyrande looked at Frostmourne while licking and vomiting that hard stick, both in his demeanor and in his actions, looked so focused, as if he was praying to the moon god Elune in the morning. ...

"Maybe this is something like a totem. To Mr. Alsace and Ms. Frost, it is as important as Her Royal Highness Elune to himself!"

Tyrande said to himself, and strengthened his conviction.(To be continued.)

980 It's been a long time since I did anything shy

I don’t know if it’s her own illusion. Tyrande found that even though Ms. Shuang had been religiously performing rituals that she didn’t understand but felt very powerful, she seemed to be paying attention to her side—or in front of her. That wall.

If it weren’t for Ms. Shuang’s licking and vomiting of the sacred "stick" between Mr. Alsace’s legs every time she looked sideways, Tyrande really thought that her voyeurism might be spotted. Up!

As time went on, Tyrande found that between Mr. Alsace’s legs, the "stick" being licked by Ms. Frost became stronger and stronger—the entire top became purple and purple. It seemed as if it was about to swell up-he was surprised by this situation and wondered what kind of cream this stick would turn into. Ms. Frost was willing to stop licking Tyrande suddenly discovered that he was connected to the "stick" Mr. Arthas at the end...oh no...In short, Mr. Arthas's body seemed to tremble slightly, and then...Huh?Mr. Alsace seems to be awake?

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