My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The white cheeks suddenly turned pink, and Altea hurriedly pushed Malone's chest with her hands, trying to escape.

But the girl's behavior was not successful-Ma Long's hands were placed on her slender waist in a timely manner, preventing Altea from trying to escape.

The girl raised her head and looked at the man in front of her in surprise, only to see a petting smile on Ma Long's face, and... Ma Long's eyes seemed to have a very strange look.

"Ma Long, you...uh..."

Altea whispered shyly, trying to let Malone let go. She was worried that she would stay in his arms and be laughed at by everyone in the town.

However, before the girl's words were finished, Ma Long suddenly lowered his head, and at the same time he held Altaiya's waist with both hands and lifted it up. Before the girl had time to exclaim, he met her with a surprised look and looked at Altai. The rest of Ya's words were stuck in her pink and moist lips.

After a brief lip meeting, Altea quickly felt a soft, warm thing lightly **** between her lips. The tickling touch made her shocked. Subconsciously opened the pink lips that were originally closed like two petals.

The tip of Ma Long's tongue quickly squeezed into the small gap between Altea's lips like a living creature, and plunged into the "virgin/female land" that had not been cared about for the past 16 years.

Is it the first time that the fragrant and confused body fluid in Altea’s mouth has been tasted wantonly.

Altea's arms were slightly hard, trying to push Malone away; however, under the unreasonable embrace of that strong arm, the girl's efforts were completely futile.

This was not Malone's first kiss, but it was the first intimate contact between him and Altea; the girl's **** stood awkwardly in her mouth, completely unsure of how to deal with such a scene.

But Malone knew what he wanted, and with a light roll of his tongue, he sucked Altea's awkward **** into his mouth and choked gently with his teeth.

The girl's **** is small and soft, and the tip of the tongue that is slightly taut because of tension is like a newly peeled quail egg, trembling, but it hides the elasticity and smoothness that people can't give up.

Ma Long gently rubbed the surface of Altea **** with his teeth, until the girl's body was so soft in his arms because of the intimacy of the torrent, he let her go, or rather... it.

Altea's tongue drew back quickly like a frightened deer in the forest, but before she could close her mouth, the "invader" followed like a shadow.

Ma Long hugged Altea's body tightly, feeling the slenderness and firmness that benefited from the exercise; the girl's firm/straight double/peak tightly pressed against Ma Long’s chest, even if it was separated by two people. For the clothes, Ma Long can also feel the buds/buds that shyly bloom a little harder.

"Um...um..."

After not knowing how long, Altea's body began to twist restlessly; Malone then let go of her lips one by one-if she continued, the girl would be suffocated.

Altea lifted her body from Malone’s arms in confusion, and then gasped, like a swimmer rescued from drowning; however, the lips of the girl and Malone were not completely disconnected, a very thin silver wire. Pulled out from the corner of her mouth, under the rare sunlight, shining with a frenzied light.

The refugees burst into enthusiastic cheers-like Vera, no one dislikes Altea, a beautiful, warm, innocent and generous girl, and if anyone in the camp can be worthy of this blooming evening fragrance If that is the case, only Sir Lothar, who is at the top in terms of identity and strength, and who is kind to others.

The refugees who were a little bit older were all praising this natural-made couple loudly, and they missed the surviving years when they were still young.

"Ma...Ma Long...you...you kiss me?"

Altea wiped the corners of her mouth with her hand, wiped off the broken silver wire, then took two steps back, looked at Ma Long in amazement, and asked in disbelief.

"Ok."

Ma Long nodded honestly, behaving very honestly, he couldn't tell that he was the kind of guy who would secretly rub Altaiya's thick/round/stiff/curled buttocks during a hot kiss.

"But, we... why do you... why should you kiss me?"

Altea still didn't come out of what happened just now, she stammered and asked, as if talking to herself again.

"Because I like you, Altea."

Ma Long said without hesitation-the kiss just now was not just a product of impulse-Ma Long really fell in love with this innocent girl.

"Like? Me? But...but..."

Altea seemed to have become sluggish. This should have been the answer she had been waiting for for a long time. However, Ma Long's previous kiss made the girl's face seem to burn. It is indeed not convenient for her to think about life events such as love.

"It's nothing, Altea. I want to ask... Would you like to be my lover?"

Malone didn't know much about how people in the world of Azeroth confessed. He could only express it awkwardly in a way he knew-he wasn't even sure whether there was the word "girlfriend" in the common language.

"I... I... Um... I would..."

Altea’s little head Guer finally recovered a little ability to think. She remembered what the word "lovers" meant-after the extreme physical stimulation, the girl was dizzy against the confession message. In the dizziness, he made the most important decision in his life.

This answer was not beyond Malone's surprise, but it was enough to make him happy; the young Sir Lothar stretched out his hand and once again took Altea into his arms.

This time, there was no kiss, but Malone held Altea's delicate body hard, seeming to want to integrate her into his body.(To be continued.)

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The feeling of wanting to merge with this lovely girl is so strong that it made Ma Long realize deeply that in this world, he finally has his own care; it’s not Ma Long Lothar’s, and It's him—the real him—earthman, Ma Long.

...

Just as Malone and Altea embraced passionately, and the refugees cheered for the kiss of love between the two people, Nice stood in a daze-until now, he has not come out of the experience of being defeated by Altea.

There was the sound of footsteps nearby, and Niss lowered his head and noticed a few pairs of wormwood woven sandals in his vision.

The young militiaman raised his head and saw his leader, Paul; behind Paul, the other members of his team were looking at him.

"Sir Paul, everyone, I..."

Nice whispered and didn't know how to express his guilt.

"Good job, Nice! You kid, promising, better than me!"

With an exaggerated smile on Paul's face, he patted Nice on the shoulder, shook his head and said.

"Awesome!"

"It's really not showing up, Nice, it looks like you are so naive, you are so ghostly..."

...

Nice's teammates came up one after another, or banged his chest armor or slapped his shoulder, but without exception, they all praised him with envy and envy.

"What are you talking about? Why are you so happy when I lost?"

Nice became more confused than before. He didn't know how happy he was to be defeated by a woman-even though that woman was the daughter of Papa Elro whom everyone respected.

"Pretend to be stupid! Do you really think we can't see it? But there is really you, and I will go up there. I will definitely not be like you, losing so naturally without showing a trace of horses."

A companion of Nice gave him a slap on the back of the head fiercely-he is a companion in Nice training. The relationship between the two people is closer than the others, so the action is also extraordinarily presumptuous.

"Baby feet? Playing dumb?"

Nice still didn't understand what his companions were saying.

"Okay, okay, it will be boring to put it on! In short, you see Sir Lothar so happy, if there is a chance in the future, who can stop your boy's promotion? That's the Lothar family! If so One day, we can get rid of those orcs, maybe Chief Lothar is the new king, when that time...you kid, don't forget everyone!"

Thinking of Nice's luck, his companions can't wait to kick the guy.

(Insert, these militiamen don’t know what happened to Stormwind, they thought the royal family had all died)