My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Ma Long said jokingly.

"That... how can it be the same! I mean before... obviously we used to play together when we were young, but then I always couldn't see you..."

Tiffany understood the pun in Malone's words, she chuckled her mouth and smiled, and then said-her tone still sounded a little cautious, but more active than when Malone first came in.(To be continued.)

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"Ahem, don't you? I haven't paid much attention to this..."

Ma Long smiled awkwardly, and said perfunctorily-he felt a sense of being a scapegoat-the one who snubbed Tiffany was obviously the dead owner of this body, but now he wants to listen. The grudge of Tiffany's spring boudoir.

"Yeah! Many people... Many people know about our engagement, Nina, Helen Theris and others want to see you, but they have never seen..."

Tiffany blushed and said to Malone. She pretended to lower her head to look at her fingers, but in fact she was secretly looking up at Malone's face.

"I……"

Malone was a little dumbfounded, he seemed to understand Tiffany's mood, which made his heart that he had already decided a little shaken.

It seems that Tiffany has regarded herself, or the original owner of her own body, as her future husband for a long time.

And not just Tiffany, but even most of the Stormwind nobles, the allies of the Ellaran family, the tribes of the Lothar family...maybe there are countless links in the political and military circles of Stormwind because The engagement between myself and Tiffany was built up. The marriage between the Lothar family, the most powerful family in Stormwind’s military, and the wealthy Ellaran family, is the only young man and woman in each family. In the case of the heirs, a huge force capable of controlling the pattern of Stormwind has been built.

But Malone had to ruin all of this-although Tiffany was a lovely girl, her beauty even surpassed Altea, but Malone could not forget the day when he left the night town, Altea hugged herself tightly. The situation while sleeping-he made a promise to Vera that he would never let Altea be harmed.

"Tiffany, I... I may not be able to fulfill our engagement."

Malone hesitated for a while, but finally made up his mind, he said frankly to Tiffany.

Although Ma Long thought he was ready to deal with any reaction from Tiffany, when he really said this, he found that... this girl is far more pitiful than he thought-yes For a moment, Malone would rather have never said such a thing to Tiffany.

After hearing Ma Long's words, Tiffany raised her head suddenly-her eye rims suddenly turned red, and her beautiful turquoise eye sockets filled with crystal clear tears, dim and pitiful.

The girl pressed her lips tightly, staring at Malone like this, without saying a word; her hands were twisted hard on her knees, twisted, until the joints turned white and the white skin turned red. , And did not mean to stop at all.

"Why... why?"

After a while, Tiffany released her hand, wiped her eyes with the back of her half-red and half-white hands, and asked with sobbing.

"Because...in Yese Town, I already have a lover of my own, I can't... abandon her."

Ma Long felt that every vocabulary uttered from his own mouth was extremely difficult, but he still said it-some things must be dealt with as quickly as possible. The more procrastinated and softer, the easier it is to hurt more people.

"Is that the girl named... Altea?"

Tiffany said the name that had been entangled in her heart for the whole afternoon, but she did not feel relieved at all; she looked at Malone's black eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Yes... but, Tiffany, how would you know... Altea?"

Malone looked at Tiffany in surprise—he didn't remember that he had mentioned Altea in front of Tiffany.

"Because... Ma Long, you thought of her name when you passed out."

Tiffany bit her lips-she felt very unwilling-her fiance admitted in front of her that she had a new lover, and... her fiance never mentioned her in front of the soldiers.

"Yes, I... Just before I left the night town and came here, Altea and I were still sleeping on the same bed... Do you know what I mean, Tiffany?"

Malone said cautiously—Tiffany didn't look so strong, and Malone worried that he might have something to stimulate the weak girl too much.

But Tiffany was much stronger than Malone thought.

"When did you meet? In Stormwind City? Or West Spring Fortress?"

Tiffany wiped a tear. She didn't faint because of what Malone said, nor did she pay attention to what Malone said about the intimacy between him and the girl named Altea-even though she was already scarred by this incident. Another cut in his tired heart.

"No, that was after the invasion of the orcs, and it has only been a few months now. Her father is the leader of the refugees in the town of Nightshade, a priest, and his name is Elro..."

Malone shook his head and said.

"I don't want to know the name of that lord! So... Ma Long, you and Miss Altea, are it because of her father? Because her father is the leader of refugees, and my father has fled to the mainland. north?"

Tiffany interrupted Malone in a loud voice with a bit of gaffe, she stood up abruptly, her hands were clenched into two small fists, and she waved violently, looking aggressive, but her face was pale.

"No, of course not... The matter between Altea and I has nothing to do with her father."

To be honest, Tiffany's guess just now is a bit vicious... But Ma Long didn't care about anything with her. He knew that it was not Tiffany's fault that happened, but... the fate was wrong.

"Then... She must be a very beautiful girl."

The legs under Tiffany's long skirt trembled a little, and she seemed unable to support her body, so she sat back again, sat opposite to Malone, and said sourly.

"Yes...but she is not as pretty as you. I mean, Tiffany...I'm not saying you are not good, but between me and Altea... more feelings, so... sorry."

Ma Long thought he was a bit dumb and dumb-but it was unavoidable. He had never seen such a beautiful and affectionate girl like Tiffany, and what he did to this very poor girl The first thing... is to severely destroy the love she has been dreaming of for years.

"But... Obviously you met Ma Long and I first! It was more than ten years earlier than that Miss Altea! Moreover, we had always had a great time together when we were young, and we were also engaged, and ..."

Tiffany was a little flustered and said countless reasons, wanting to prove that she and Malone are the most suitable pair; but in Malone's slightly apologetic and pitiful eyes, Tiffany's voice became smaller and smaller , Until Xiaowu-She knew that what she said had nothing to do with love.(To be continued.)

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"We only meet relatively few times. If we have been together for the past few years, surely..."

After a long silence, Tiffany said in surprise.

Ma Long did not answer, but he felt that Tiffany was right. Both Tiffany and Altea were attractive girls; Ma Long believed that whether it was himself or the original owner of the body, The deliberate "offensive" against these two girls is impossible to retreat.

"Tiffany, about this... anyway, it's my fault. When the orcs are repulsed, Lord Langton (Tiffany's father) returns to Stormwind the day, I will tell him Explain these situations."

"I will propose to Lord Langton to cancel the marriage between you and me, and at the same time, I will do my best to eliminate the impact of the cancellation on you, Tiffany..."

Malone said to Tiffany in a guilty tone-if he had to hurt someone, then it was Altea that he didn't want to be hurt.

Of course, Malone also wants to make some compensation for Tiffany. If necessary, he can do something that will damage the reputation of the nobles after the rebuilding of Stormwind. When the time comes, the Airaram family will cancel the marriage and it will be A matter of course.

Malone felt that he was very thoughtful, but he didn't consider Tiffany's stubbornness in some aspects, or rather, determination.

"I don't want to hear you say this, Ma Long. I will not let my father cancel this marriage. Since I was twelve years old, after I truly understood the meaning of my fiance, I have been waiting for this marriage to be fulfilled for six years; I I won’t let a girl who has known you for only six months be your bride...no matter what."

Tiffany raised her head and looked at Malone's eyes, and said firmly.

"This... I... I'll go downstairs first, Tiffany. It's too early, you... rest early."

Hearing Tiffany's words, Malone didn't know what to answer, so he stood up awkwardly and planned to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Tiffany seemed to be anxious, she stood up, walked to Malone, grabbed one of his hands, and asked loudly.