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After several days of traveling day and night, we were finally about to arrive at the northern border. The official road became desolate at dusk, and the distant mountains were dyed with a layer of blood-color by the setting sun. The carriage stopped in front of a deserted post station; the surroundings consisted of sparse trees, and the wind howled with the chill unique to the frontier. The Hero was the first to jump off the carriage, his gold-trimmed armor flashing in the sunset. He looked around, frowning: "We'll spend the night here and continue tomorrow. The Minister of Military Affairs' stronghold is not far from the border; we must act carefully."
Shasha stepped out of the carriage slowly, her gauze dress fluttering in the wind. She stretched and smiled seductively: "Lord Hero, this place is so lonely; I'll have to count on you to warm the covers at night~" Her tone carried a tease, her slender hand stroking the Hero's arm, making his Adam's apple roll. Loxi held her cloak and carefully got out of the carriage, saying sweetly: "Brother Hero, this place is so cold... do we have to stay here?..."
Nami and Yeli got out of the carriage one after another, observing the surroundings. Yeli felt the atmosphere wasn't quite right and asked me if anything had been arranged. I raised an eyebrow and whispered: "Your nose is quite sharp. Don't be in a hurry; the play has only just begun." I patted her buttocks, signaling her to go help set up the tents.
The Hero commanded everyone to organize the camp, but his gaze occasionally swept toward Nami with a hint of testing. He walked up and whispered: "Nami, just now in the carriage... were you okay? Your sudden return, I was a bit..." Before he could finish, Nami smiled playfully and interrupted: "What's wrong? You're thinking too much! I'm perfectly fine; I've long forgotten about the past." Her tone was relaxed, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
The Hero scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. His gaze lingered on Nami's figure. Perhaps because the work made her feel hot, Nami had taken off her cloak, displaying her figure before the Hero's eyes. Unsure if it was because they hadn't met in so long, the Hero felt that Nami seemed to have become... somewhat seductive?
The camp gradually took shape, tents were erected among the trees, and a bonfire was lit, the firelight reflecting everyone's figures. The Hero stood alone by a tent, staring at Nami with a complex gaze. She was helping Loxi organizing their gear, her petite body appearing exceptionally soft under the firelight. The Hero took a deep breath as if making a decision. Seeing Nami walk to the side alone, he stepped forward slowly and hugged her gently from behind, his cheek pressing against the back of her neck as he whispered: "Nami... I'm sorry; I've neglected you these days. I've always remembered our childhood promise; you are my most important childhood friend..."
Nami's body stiffened, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, which she quickly masked, saying coquettishly: "Aelnor, what's wrong with you? Why say these things all of a sudden?" Her voice carried some confusion, but she didn't struggle, allowing the Hero's arms to wrap around her waist. The Hero's breath blew against her neck with some urgency as he whispered: "Nami, I know I was wrong. After returning to the Capital, I was busy with missions, busy with... them, but in my heart, I've always had you. Give me a chance, okay?"
Hearing this, Nami was slightly stunned and whispered: "Aelnor, how did you suddenly become so strange..." The Hero's hands were not honest, slowly sliding toward her breasts, trying to unbutton her shirt to rub those full mounds of flesh.
Nami suddenly grabbed the Hero's hand, a hint of resistance flashing in her eyes, and she said sweetly: "Aelnor! Don't... I'm not ready yet; give me some time, okay?" Her tone carried a plea. The Hero was stunned, surprise and disappointment flashing in his eyes. He released her and whispered: "Alright... fine, I won't force you." He took a step back and smiled awkwardly, trying to hide his sense of defeat.
Nami straightened her collar, her pretty face slightly red, and whispered: "Um, I just... need some time." She turned to walk away. When her back was to the Hero, her eyes glanced at me. At this moment, I was standing in the distance watching coldly, sneering inwardly: This little slut Nami is acting well; the Hero's heart is already starting to crack.
By the tent, the bonfire crackled. Shasha sat lazily on a log, stretching, and smiled seductively: "Oh, traveling for several days in a row is exhausting for me~" Her gaze swept toward Loxi with a hint of concern, "Sister Loxi, you're still running around even while pregnant; can your body handle it? I'm someone who's been through it; I know you have to be extra careful at this time~"
Loxi sat on a stone, her straightened white-stockinged legs outlining her long, slender limbs for all to see. She gently stroked her belly and said sweetly: "It's okay, Sister Shasha. I don't have any discomfort yet; it's just that sometimes I feel quite hot..." Before she could finish, her body suddenly gave a jolt. Looking down, she saw my right hand had already slid onto her thigh, stroking her skin through the white silk stocking, my fingertips circling at the root of her leg. This teased her until her pretty face turned red.
I laughed low, leaned close to Loxi's ear, and whispered: "Why didn't you wear the white silk pantyhose I gave you this time? Do they not look good?" My fingertips gave a light squeeze to her inner thigh, feeling her body tremble. Loxi quickly waved her hands, her face completely red, as she said coquettishly: "Brother! It's not that they don't look good... it's just that you and Brother Hero are too mean! Two of the three pairs were torn, and I have to save the last pair, otherwise the gift you gave me will be gone!" Her voice carried some shyness, but also a hint of coquettishness.