"Um?"
Mag looked at the girl in front of him who had short, slightly curly flaxen hair that was just up to his chest. He was stunned for a moment. The petite figure did not match the hugeness and softness reflected back from his hands. This sudden ball hit someone. , it is really unprepared.
The girl looked down at the two hands pressing on her chest, and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Mag.
Some messy curly hair was parted to both sides, revealing a fair and delicate face. A few freckles on the nose suddenly made the face come alive. Blue-gray eyes were full of shame and anger, and two pink-white animal ears It stood up all of a sudden, like little cat ears, which was actually a bit cute.
She was wearing a thin cotton and linen shirt, and she was still holding half a cake in her right hand. There was a lot of dust on her body, as if she had just rolled on the ground.
"Asshole, why don't you let go!" the cat-eared girl said angrily.
Mag quickly retracted his hand and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, the girl ran in such a hurry that I couldn't catch you..."
"This way!" At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from the alley behind, approaching quickly in this direction.
"Shut up! Kiss me." Young Master Mao Er looked back in panic, stretched out his hand to cover Mag's mouth, and ordered with some urgency, then turned around and pressed against the corner, grabbed Mag's collar and pushed towards her. Pulling down, Mag's face suddenly came in front of hers, almost kissing her thin lips.
But just when the four lips were about to touch each other, Mag raised his hand and held down the wall behind the girl. He looked at the girl in front of him with her eyes closed and looked as if she was dead. She raised her eyebrows slightly. What was going on? Are all girls today so open-minded?
But judging from the cat-eared girl's reaction, he could guess something. It looked like someone was chasing her.
This is an inexplicably familiar scene.
At this moment, a group of figures rushed out from the alley next door. Mag turned sideways slightly and unbuttoned his coat. The coat spread to both sides, just wrapping the cat-eared girl. Mag lowered his head and held out one hand. Pressing against the wall, their faces were almost touching each other. From the outside, they looked like a pair of lovers kissing passionately.
The group of people obviously slowed down when they passed by Mag and the others. They stared at Mag's back carefully for a while. The woman wrapped in the coat could not see anything. The city of chaos was really open, and it soon accelerated again. After losing speed, someone shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and catch up! If we let her run away, the chief will definitely not let us go!"
After everyone left, Mag turned his head and glanced slightly. They were a group of orcs. The leader of the group had reached level eight, and the rest were also level six or seven. Why should they chase after such a pair of orcs who were not weak? Where is this cat-eared girl? Chief is the title of the leader of the orc tribe. What does this matter have to do with the orcs?
Connie closed her eyes tightly. The sticky and disgusting kiss she expected did not come, which made her feel a little surprised.
This human man who had just taken advantage of him looked like he was not a good person at first glance. How could he not take advantage of him?
But the approaching footsteps made her hold her breath and she didn't dare to move. If they caught her, she would be killed like her father, and no one could go back to save her brother. She had to live. Then become stronger.
Although there was no kiss, the warm breath exhaled from the nose that was almost close to her face blew gently on her face, which made her face flush all of a sudden. There was no pungent smell of sweat from ordinary orcs. , but it has a nice light fragrance.
"Do all human men have this strange fragrance?" Connie's heart was full of doubts. The coat hanging down to wrap her was so warm, and the man who was almost close to her was like a big furnace. Generally, the cold is driven away at once.
She ran for more than ten days in the ice and snow, without any warm clothes, and did not dare to have a good sleep. She started running as soon as she opened her eyes every day, and was almost caught several times, even in this city known as freedom. She still couldn't find a place to accommodate herself.
But now this warm embrace made her panicked heart suddenly calm down, and she felt inexplicably relieved.
Mag made sure that the group of orcs had run away, and looked away, looking at the cat-eared girl who was leaning against the wall, clutching the half cake covered in soil in front of her with both hands. She still closed her eyes tightly. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, but the mouth pouted slightly.
"What is she looking forward to?" Mag's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the girl's slightly pouty mouth, a small cherry mouth, and a very cute lip shape, but it was just a little less blood-colored, and it was a little flaky due to dryness, which would be very... Affects the kissing experience.
As a serious person, this is certainly not the reason why Mag didn’t say anything.
Is he such a casual person?
Even when Irina knocked him down, he at least put up a symbolic fight.
"They have gone far." Mag retracted his arm, stood up, and looked at the cat-eared girl and said.
The warmth was suddenly replaced by cold, and the faint fragrance also dissipated. Connie shuddered, feeling a little empty in her heart. She opened her eyes, glanced at the deserted alley, and then looked up at Mag.
If you look carefully, this man is actually quite good-looking. His handsome face has knife-like lines, and the two light beards on his upper lip add a bit of mature charm. His eyes are as gentle as water. This tall human man just used His own body saved her...
Wait... Even if this is the case, at most it can only offset the rudeness he just treated me!
Moreover, my mother said that good-looking men are all liars!
Then this man must be a big liar!
Thinking of this, Connie looked at Mag and became a little wary again.
"Are you cold?" Mag asked.
"You...how did you know!" Connie was startled and looked at Mag with wide eyes. Could this man be able to read minds? He actually knew that she was very cold now!
Mag looked at Connie who was shivering from the cold and was speechless for a while. If she were a normal person, she should be able to see this. Why does she have an expression that seems to be seen through by you?
"Why are those people chasing you?" Mag then asked.
"How do you know they are chasing me!!!" Connie was even more shocked. She even held the dagger in her sleeve for the first time and looked at Mag warily.
"If I'm not chasing you, are you chasing me?" Mag rolled his eyes. Feeling that the conversation could no longer continue, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"He...did he just leave like that?" Connie breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Mag's back, she felt inexplicably disappointed. That embrace just now was so warm and reassuring...
Mag walked a few steps, sighed softly, turned around and walked towards Connie again, took off his coat, put it on the confused Connie, and said, "Come with me."
"You are so damn gentle..."
