Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

"It's OK. Long journeys always cause some damage."

Jincheng carefully used the toenail clippers to cut off the excess toenails on each of Ashe's toes.

He also carefully cut off the dead skin from Ashe's feet.

Then he used the grinding tool that came with the nail clippers to grind off the sharp corners of the cut toenails.

In the process, there was naturally some contact between the hands and the soles of the feet.

It can only be said that Ashe is very ticklish, and her reaction is very big.

To be honest, Ashe's feet are not very good-looking, considering the hardships of the North and the way of fighting.

But after being trimmed by Jincheng, they became very different.

Later, just a simple cleaning with water made Ashe satisfied.

"Ashe, how do you think the trimming is?" Jincheng grabbed Ashe's feet and looked at Ashe.

Just a slight gesture made the girl feel shy from the inside out, until she was shy and hot all over.

"It's really nicely cut! Not bad~" Ashe was honest, but her face was also red at this moment.

Even if she was the daughter of the North, she couldn't be shy about such an action.

It seemed that her legs were indeed lighter at this moment! Ashe thought subconsciously.

"That's..." Jincheng smiled proudly.

"But why do you look so familiar when you cut other people's toenails?" A faint doubt came from the top of his head.

Jincheng was still pretending to trim, but in fact he had begun to appreciate the finished product:

'If the scratches, scars and leather cuts on it could be restored, it would be even more perfect! '

Jincheng admired it carefully, his thoughts were all on the fruits of his labor, so he answered without looking back and without thinking:

"Because Sejuani, that guy is too lazy to trim her own toenails, so she asked me to help her trim her toenails every time..."

After the voice fell, Jincheng's hand suddenly paused, and he felt that he had to think before speaking in the future.

Jincheng subconsciously looked up at Ashe, only to find that she was staring at the bonfire in the distance. The expression on her cute red face seemed to be suppressing something, which looked very normal.

'Yes! What am I afraid of? In her eyes, Sejuani is just her stinky sister! '

Thinking of this, Jincheng lowered his head again with peace of mind.

After trimming, Jincheng waved his hand, and a pair of translucent black socks appeared in his hand.

"To be honest, no one likes cold, right? Ashe, put on socks first!" Jincheng calmly prepared to put on socks for the artwork he had trimmed.

"? Why don't you wear thicker socks to keep warm?" Ashe didn't want to resist. No matter what happened, the other party was right. Anyway, the other party's eloquence could really bring her a different enjoyment, so Ashe simply chose not to resist, but she still liked to ask.

Jin Cheng reached out and gently stroked the artwork that was already wearing black socks. Seeing the black socks quickly lighten in color after being worn, he quickly answered with another appreciation:

"What? You don't understand this? This is a high-end product from Piltover! It's made of special black material. Don't look at the thin layer. In fact, it has a better warming effect than some thick socks!"

"Oh, is that so? It seems to be quite warm..." Ashe nodded in confusion, but immediately retracted her legs from the other party's hands.

She didn't understand, but she felt that some of what Jin Cheng said was quite reasonable.

Ashe thought she was not ticklish, but when her feet were in the other party's hands, she always felt that every move of the other party made her feel itchy, and she was always enduring.

The water gradually became cold, and Jin Cheng began to cut his toenails casually.

This was very fast. It was all done in less than a minute. After wiping his feet casually with a cloth, Jin Cheng was a little impatient to get into the tent.

"Okay, I'll go back to the tent first. We'll be ready to go down the mountain tomorrow morning! Come in and rest soon, Ashe, you must be tired too!" Jincheng rushed into the tent and urged Ashe who was still sitting on the chair.

"I know!" Ashe answered casually, but her eyes were blank at the moment.

After Jincheng's stimulation, she only briefly broke free from the influence of those things on her, but this did not mean forgetting.

Now, Ashe didn't even know what to do next, and she was quite aimless.

Ashe looked at the lonely grave of "Avarosa Throne" not far away from time to time, and then looked down at her ancient ice bow.

'Mom always told me: When you reach the throne of Avarosa, you have everything!

You can even hear the oracle of the goddess Avarosa!

The oracle of Avarosa is the goddess AvarosaThe most intelligent guide can lead the tribe to become stronger...'

Ashe already trusted Glenna. After this incident, after feeling the endless ice magic power of the ancient ice bow, Ashe trusted her mother even more.

In the snowy sky, Ashe, who was in a low temperature environment, suddenly began to close her eyes slowly.

Because she didn't know what to do, and she didn't know what she was doing. As for the tribe? The Avarosa tribe is gone. It disappeared on the ice field with the death of Glenna!

So Ashe began to ask.

As her mother said, Ashe longed for the goddess Avarosa to show her the way forward.

"Goddess Avarosa, please guide me..."

Ashe closed her eyes and entered a meditative posture:

Ethereal! Silent! Clear!

As if in another space.

Until...

"Ashe!"

"Ashe!"

"Ashe, you are..."

"Oh, my Ashe..."

"You are my pride..."

"Why do you think I pursue the throne of Avarosa so persistently? Ashe?"

"Ashe..."

Countless familiar voices echoed through Ashe's ethereal heart!

That voice was so wise and charming! Ashe followed unconsciously.

"Mom..." Murmuring, Ashe had two tears in her eyes again.

She heard it, that voice was guiding her!

...

"?" Jincheng was lying on the soft cotton pad pretending to sleep waiting for Ashe outside the tent, but he didn't wait for a long time. Jincheng, who couldn't wait, got up with doubts.