บท 77: A Little Massage Won't Hurt

He rubbed his hands together and blew on them to get warm.

"It's really cold, right?"

He said, not even glancing her way.

"Indeed, it is."

She agreed.

She had her feet planted on the ground with her knees raised, her hands resting on top of them.

He glanced beside him at Alice, who was sleeping with her mouth wide open.

'Looks like all that horse riding and squirting really wiped her out. Good, good.'

He thought, feeling his confidence grow like a fire being stoked.

"How are you even sitting like that in just a flimsy tunic?"

He asked, eyebrows shooting up like they were on springs.

"Ha, this? I'm actually more susceptible to the cold at night, being a dark elf and all. And besides, this is comfortable. See?"

She extended her arms and raised them above her head, giving him a perfect view of her side breasts.

It was clear that this was exactly what she wanted him to see.