Stormwind God

What exactly is orz frustration?

Jaina doesn't understand.

But she is a very easy-to-learn and very clever student, and seeing Duke use his fingers filled with golden holy light to draw the orz three very hieroglyph characters squarely in the dark mid-air, Jaina is really easy to understand.

Unspeakable shyness rushed out of the soul, ignited every inch of skin in the wonderful jade body, and made every cell of her excited because she had expectations for the unknown.

Slowly flipping the body, Jaina used a graceful posture to build an orz with the unique style of Queen Kul Tiras.

Jaina, whose face was crimson, looked back and smiled, she should be a sly man, but she had a pretentious expression with an indescribable purity: "Mr. Duke, is that right? Is my posture correct? If not, If correct, please trouble me for correction. "

Teacher Duke looked at the perfect curve, swallowed his mouth, and helped correct it. He said, "It's wrong here, the legs need to be separated a little bit, and then you need to stand a little higher and don't block your sight."

"and then?"

"Don't mess around, why are you trembling?" Duke asked knowingly.

"It's not because of the teacher you ... that is interfering with my ... magic circuit operation !?"

"This is not okay. You are practicing Frost Magic, and you must maintain a calm mind at all times."

Jaina gave Duke a harsh white look and tossed with him. Counting it out, I have waited for fifteen years! The most beautiful fifteen years of a woman have been spent in loneliness, and she almost missed the shelf life of being 'youth'. The only good news is that this treasure can finally be sent out before the age of thirty!

Jaina silently followed her heart, without intention or pretentiousness.

When the magic circuit from Duke finally docked with her magic circuit, she cried, she laughed, put down all her thoughts, didn't want anything, and enjoyed and endured this originally thought that it would never come, late After thirteen years of storms.

After a long night, the two masters and apprentices performed various magic experiments.

Such as the physical study of frictional heat generation.

For example, the magic flow experiment in the m-shaped pose.

Until the end of the night, Jaina fell asleep with tears and tears.

The dawn dawned.

Duke found Jaina waking up early and stared at him strangely.

"What are you thinking?" Duke laughed, a little curious.

Jaina's white jade fingers fumbled around Duke's chest: "How long can I think of such a day. Hey! Elves are good, there is no need to worry about old age. Human life is too short. Although short and short It ’s beautiful, but I feel a little desperate to think that I have to use my youth to fight with those few anti-stars who will not grow old for thousands of years! "

A moment of guilt came to Duke.

"Jiana!"

"Ok?"

"Promise to keep it secret!"

"I swear I won't divulge any secrets about you!" Smart as Jaina subconsciously felt that Duke was about to get something out, but didn't know what it was?

"Actually ... I saved the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza at first, and Her Majesty gave me a small gift as a thank you. Well, it was the same as the night elves before.

Duke was vague.

How could a clever girl like Jaina not know?

Jaina's expression was wonderful.

Before Duke crossed, there was never a shortage of women who smashed half a month or more into cosmetics every month.

Which month did I buy less cosmetics?

Buy more, what dogs eat and what she eats.

When you encounter Double Eleven or something, you may be ready to eat dogs that month.

Duke still underestimates eternal life, eternal youth, and so much damage to a beautiful and beautiful woman who is about to age.

Next, Jaina told him that, in fact, she is also a fire mage, the ultimate move is [the fire of passion]! Regardless of the body that was injured during the experiment last night, Jaina died suddenly and unlocked almost all postures, and then the two performed experiments to achieve three shots in the day.

noon……

Sylvanas looked at Jaina, who had only two clear and shy eyes hiding in the quilt, but did not dare to say a word, and looked at Duke, who was embarrassed.

"Well, you really do, Duke ..."

"This ... I ..."

"Did you think that Jaina would have taken away you without my permission?" Queen Greek was sitting on the closet, and her long legs dangled: "I know you can't let go of this relationship For the sake of her willingness to die for you, I reluctantly agreed. Duke, I'm not a jealous woman, but you have to stop it. "

"Uh, understand, I ..."

When Duke was about to say something, Vanessa knocked on the door: "Master, Lord Tyrande Whisperwind, please see."

Duke was a bit weird, because he could become a dark animal husbandry relationship, and in order to avoid suspicion, he had essentially surrendered the commander's power. After a short discussion, Kalimdor's highest commander is Turalyon.

This can also be regarded as a model for the older Moglieni to make way for the mature Turalyon.

If it was the Burning Legion siege in the Felwood and other places, Tyrande should be looking for Turalyon, not him.

"Invite her to the Chamber to wait."

"No, ask her to come to my mage tower. After all, the relationship between the night elves and the alliance is not particularly stable." Jaina added a heart.

"You ..." Duke couldn't help but glance down.

"You help me treat it!" Jaina gave Duke a sharp glance.

Fifteen minutes later, a formal Duke and two queens came to the lower level of the mage tower and saw Tyrande, who was a little anxious.

"Welcome to Theramore. Is there anything wrong with His Excellency?"

Tyrande's delicate face was deeply exhausted. The destruction of hundreds of thousands of troops, the destruction of Mount Hyjal, the cleansing of the remaining sins of the Legion, the resettlement of refugees, and the disappearance of the dragon blessings caused by the destruction of the world tree. These events were all on her slender shoulders, and she was so breathless.

The joy of victory that can still be seen at the top of the league is almost invisible on her face. After all, the Alliance is at best worried about blonde hair, and she has to worry about the future of the night elves.

"I'm here this time to ask His Excellency Duke Marcus, Archmage ..." Tyrande said half of the words, his face suddenly changed: "Wait, what about your element?"

Duke smiled bitterly: "Sorry, because at the last moment of killing Archimonde, I was bitten by the curse of the demon commander. I finally managed to drive him into the dark power of my body to change the nature, but I am afraid I can only be Pastor. "