My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"I don't want to... Malone, you smell bad now!"

Maria said annoying things, but she wrapped her arms around Ma Long’s neck and used her immature face against his hair to act coquettishly-the little girl and Ma Long have always been very close, especially at night when she listened to Ma Long’s storytelling when.

"Your relationship with Maria is really good, Malone."

Tiffany stood beside Altea and said to Malone with a smile.

"Well, it's like this..."

Ma Long looked at Tiffany with a complicated expression-he still doesn't understand what the other person is thinking-if she really wants to compete with Altea for the position of her lover, why can she do this in front of Altea Easy?

"Maria is really good, and I like her very much... Good, Mary, come to my sister."

Tiffany saw Ma Long’s expression and seemed to know what he was thinking. After a blank look, she stretched out her hands and took Maria from Ma Long's hand-although the little girl has grown taller recently, Compared with children of the same age, she is still slightly thinner, and even Tiffany can easily pick her up.

"Ma Long, are you here to play with me?"

Of course Maria does not have as many troubles as adults, nor can she see the contradiction between the new sister Tiffany and Altea. She only knows who is playing with herself and who is good to herself.

"Well, yes!"

Ma Long nodded and said with a smile.

"Forget it, Maria, Sister Tiffany will play with you. Let Malone and Sister Altea go to play alone?"

Tiffany was a little tired holding Maria, so she put the little girl back on Rubes' back, scratched her nose, and asked with a smile.

"Huh? Why?"

Maria was a little unhappy, she thought it was fun to be crowded.

"Yes... Yeah! Tiffany, you... Don't talk nonsense, I and Malone are alone... What are you playing alone?"

Altea suddenly became tense, she said twistedly.

"Okay, I understand, Altea... You and Ma Long haven’t seen each other for a long time, and it’s time for you to be together to talk alone... Isn’t that what Ma Long meant to find you? Go, Maria, I I will look good on her."

Tiffany smiled and said.

"Who...who wants to speak to him alone...speak..."

Altea has a pretty pink face and mumbles with her head down.

"Ahem... Then Altea and I will go back first. Tiffany, Maria will leave it to you?"

Malone also coughed twice in embarrassment, then tugged Altea's hand, and pulled the still somewhat bewildered girl to his side, and said to Tiffany.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Tiffany replied confidently, and at the same time blinked at the shy Altea, and then helped Maria who was riding on Rubes' back.

"Let's go."

For Tiffany's somewhat weird "acceptance", Malone had no choice but to laugh passively. He took Altea by the hand and whispered in the girl's ear.

"Ok……"

Altea nodded shyly, turned around, followed closely behind Malone, and walked towards Vera's house-the girl's footsteps were light, but her heart was already a little confused.

This time, do you want to stay in his bedroom with Malone again?Do you want two people to lie in bed together again?Was he going to kiss him again... kissed his cheek and lips?

——As soon as I thought of this, Altea’s heart throbbed. The shy feeling made her unable to lift her head, and even her breathing was a little short... But why is there such a dim feeling of expectation?(To be continued.)

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After many days, Malone had been thinking about how Altea would react when she saw him again, but from the facts... her reaction was... much more enthusiastic than she thought.

Almost immediately after Malone walked into his bedroom and sat on his bed, Altea hugged Malone’s body tightly from behind, she was silent, and refused to let go. .

"Altea..."

Ma Long tilted his head back gently, rubbing Altea's hair on his shoulders slightly-he could feel the girl's attachment to him, which made him feel a little sad, because Di About Fanny, he knew that Altea would have a lot of unnecessary worries and fears.

"Ma Long, you are finally back! Next time...no matter what you do, I will definitely follow you!"

Altea let go of her lover, kicked off her shoes, lay on Ma Long's bed, looked at his profile, and said seriously.

"Stop it. Those orcs are fierce. I'm afraid you will cry on the battlefield."

Ma Long also lay down beside Altea, propped his head with his hands, lying on his side looking at the girl's delicate face.

"I won't, I'm not a kid anymore..."

Altaiya muttered, grumblingly.

"I am for your safety, Altea, the battle with the orcs is too dangerous... You know, even the veterans of the Xiquan Garrison... this time, four of them have left us forever."

Ma Long said sadly-he had already regarded the soldiers of the Xiquan Garrison and the militia of the night town as his comrades in arms, but he looked helplessly at their deaths.

Ma Long once wondered if it was possible for him to use the skills selected in the system to do something. After all, there are many skills related to "resurrection" in World of Warcraft. However, after searching carefully, he found that the icons of these skills were not available. One exception is gray and black, and I can't choose--it seems that even that weird system can't give him the power to bring people back to life like a god. Because of this, Ma Long especially cherishes the others around him.

"Really... terrible... Ma Long, I'm so worried about you..."

Altea heard Malone's words about the soldiers who died in Yuexi Town, inexplicably panicked in her heart. She squirmed gently on the bed/a few times, approached Malone, and nestled gently on his chest— -Only listening to the lover's heartbeat so close can the poor girl not have a fear of losing.

"I don't have to worry too much. Those orcs are not my opponent... Even if they go together, I can beat them."

Malone comforted Altea.

"Hehe... bragging!"

Altea gave Malone a white look and laughed at him-defeating hundreds of enemies alone?Does Malone come to coax himself as Mary?

"Don't talk about it, Altea... I think this room seems to be cleaned every day after I leave. Did you do it?"

Ma Long stretched out his hand to stroke Altea's growing black hair, and asked teasingly.

"Yes! But Sister Vera can help... Sometimes I am busy training those militiamen, so I can't take care of your house..."

Altea stuck out her tongue and said.

"Vera... she seems to be angry with me now... Altea, you have to help me speak nice things in front of Vera if you have a chance!"

Ma Long said sadly.

"Okay! But... hehe, Sister Vera is the best to me. If you bully me in the future, Malone, Sister Vera will definitely teach you for me!"

Altea was joking with her lover.