Chapter 1189
Words:1727Update:22/06/20 16:21:33
"Hmm?"
Meg looked at the young girl in front of him who was only at his chest height. She had a head of slightly curly flaxen hair and was stunned for a moment. Her petite figure did not match the huge and soft body he received from his hands. This sudden ball bump was really unexpected.
The young girl lowered her head and looked at the two hands on her chest. She was also stunned for a moment. Then, she suddenly looked up at Meg.
Her messy curly hair parted to the sides, revealing a fair and delicate face. The little freckles on her nose made her face look lively. Her blue-gray eyes were filled with shame and anger. Her two pinkish-white beast ears suddenly stood up like kitten ears. It was actually a little cute.
She was wearing a thin cotton linen blouse. Her right hand was still holding half a biscuit. There was a lot of dust on her body as if she had just rolled on the ground.
"Bastard, are you still not going to let go?!" the cat-eared young girl said angrily.
Meg quickly retracted his hands and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry. Miss, you ran in a hurry. I was caught off guard …"
"Over here!" At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came from the alley behind them. It was rapidly approaching in this direction.
"Shut up! Kiss me. " The cat-eared young girl looked back in panic. She reached out her hand to cover Meg's mouth and ordered anxiously. Then, she turned around and leaned against the corner of the wall. She grabbed Meg's collar and pulled him down. Meg's face was suddenly in front of her, almost kissing her thin lips.
However, just as the four lips were about to touch, Meg raised his hand and pressed against the wall behind the young girl. He looked at the young girl who had closed her eyes and looked like she was facing death calmly. He raised his eyebrows slightly. What's going on now? Are all young girls nowadays so open?
However, from the cat-eared young girl's reaction, he could guess something. It seemed like someone was chasing her.
This was an inexplicably familiar scene.
Right at this moment, a group of people had already rushed out from the alley next door. Meg turned sideways slightly and unbuttoned his coat. The coat spread to both sides and wrapped around the cat-eared young girl. Meg lowered his head and pressed against the wall with one hand. Their faces were almost touching. From the outside, they looked like a pair of lovers kissing passionately.
That group of people slowed down when they passed by Meg. They stared at Meg's back for a while. The woman wrapped in the coat could not see anything. Chaos City was really open. Soon, they sped up again. Someone shouted in a low voice, "Hurry up and catch up! If we let her escape, the chief will definitely not let us go! "
After everyone left, Mag tilted his head slightly to take a look. That was a group of orcs. The leader had already reached the 8th-tier, and the rest were all 6th-tier and 7th-tier orcs. Why was such a powerful group of orcs chasing after this cat-eared maiden? The chief was the name of the leader of the orc tribe. What did this have to do with the orcs?
Connie closed her eyes tightly. The disgusting, sticky kiss that she expected did not come. She was a little surprised.
This human man who had just taken advantage of her was obviously not a good person. How could he not take advantage of her?
However, the sound of hurried footsteps approaching made her hold her breath. She did not dare to move. If she was caught by them, she would definitely be killed like her father. No one would be able to go back to save her brother. She had to live on and become stronger.
Although he didn't kiss her, the warm breath from his nose that was almost touching her face gently blew on her face, making her blush instantly. He didn't have the pungent smell of sweat on ordinary orcs. Instead, there was a faint fragrance that smelled good.
"Do all human men have this strange fragrance?" Connie was full of doubts. The coat that wrapped around her was so warm, and the man who was so close to her was like a big furnace that chased away the cold.
She had run for more than 10 days in a world of ice and snow. She did not have warm clothes, nor did she dare to sleep well. She started running every day as soon as she opened her eyes. She was almost caught several times. Even in this place called the City of Freedom, she still could not find a place that could accommodate her.
But now, this warm embrace made her flustered heart calm down. She felt strangely at ease.
Meg made sure that the orcs had run far away. He retracted his gaze and looked at the cat-eared young girl who was leaning against the wall. Her hands were tightly holding the half-covered cake in front of her. Her eyes were still tightly shut. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but her mouth was slightly pouting.
"What is she expecting?" Meg narrowed his eyes and looked at the young girl's slightly pouting mouth. Her cherry lips were very cute. It was just that they lacked some color. Because of the dryness, they were a little peeled. This would greatly affect the kissing experience.
As a proper person, this was of course not the reason why Meg did not kiss her.
Was he such a casual person?
Even when Irina had pushed him down, he had at least put up a symbolic resistance.
"They've gone far away." Meg retracted his arm and straightened up. He looked at the cat-eared young girl and said.
The warmth was immediately replaced by coldness. That faint fragrance also dissipated. Connie shivered. Her heart felt empty. She opened her eyes and looked at the empty alley. Then, she looked up at Meg.
If one took a closer look, this man was actually quite good-looking. His handsome face was chiseled like a knife, and the two wisps of mustache on his upper lip added a bit of mature charm. His gaze was as gentle as water, and this tall human man had just used his own body to save her ….
Wait … Even if that was the case, it could only offset his rudeness to her!
Moreover, her mother said that good-looking men were all liars!
Then this man must be a big liar!
At that thought, Connie looked at Meg with a wary gaze.
"Are you cold?" Meg asked.
"How … How did you know?!" Connie was shocked. She stared at Meg with her eyes wide open. Could this man read minds? He actually knew that she was cold!
Meg was speechless as he looked at Connie, who was shivering from the cold. Any normal person would be able to tell. Why did she look as if he had seen through her?
"Why were those people chasing you?" Meg continued to ask.
"How did you know that they were chasing me!!!" Connie was even more shocked. She immediately grabbed the dagger in her sleeve and looked at Meg cautiously.
"If they weren't chasing you, were they chasing me?" Meg rolled his eyes. He felt that there was no way to continue this conversation. He turned around and prepared to leave.
"He … He's leaving just like that?" Connie heaved a sigh of relief. However, looking at Meg's back, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss. That hug just now was really warm and comforting …
Meg took a few steps and sighed softly. He turned around and walked back to Connie. He took off his coat and draped it over the confused Connie. He said, "Come with me."
"You're so damn gentle …"
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