"Click!!"

As Fisher's near-violent strength was deeply embedded in the peach blossom tree in front of him, the trunk of the peach blossom tree, which looked indistinguishable from the ordinary fragility, instantly broke in the direction of his strength, and fell in the other direction.

Sitting on the top of the peach tree, Helaire's branch was pulled by gravity and fell, and she, a mythical species who did not reveal her strength, was also tacitly pulled by gravity to fall.

Facing the night breeze of the Peach Blossom Spring, her white robe was rolled up wildly, naturally outlining her graceful and wonderful body posture.

Fisher didn't understand, she shouldn't have chosen her gender yet, but for some reason, the curves on her body were so soft and harmonious, and they seemed so attractive to her eyes.

She seemed to be a little surprised as she covered her white robe with her hands that was about to roll up, like a shy maiden covering her long dress, her slender legs unevenly back and forth, the one in front of her raising a little tiptoe to face Fisher below.

"Click!"

Obviously fell straight to the ground like this, but she didn't make a sound like a dexterous cat, but the peach blossom tree behind her, which was cut off by Fisher's waist, let out a mournful cry and fell backwards, and the peach blossoms that shook in the sky fell slowly, and the white robe on Heller's body was covered with pink, so that Fisher couldn't see whether her expression was snickering or distressed.

Only in the midst of the peach blossoms that were confusing each other, Fisher could no longer hold back and stretched out his hands like iron tongs to the pesky angel, pointing straight at her wrists.

Xu didn't even expect Fisher to be so happy.

He grabbed the other man's soft wrist with ease, and even too much force caused her to fall to the ground behind her, and was pressed under Fisher, making the distance between them suddenly closer.

In such a cramped confrontation, the atmosphere between them did not care about the so-called rank gap at all, so it seemed so aggressive.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Fisher's voice was low, as terrifying as a lion licking its prey.

He was indeed a little puzzled, for since he had come here, the angel whom he had suddenly met seemed to be attentive to him, either to help him or to tease him, for no apparent reason.

From a rational point of view, her "fun theory" does not hold any water, but for some reason, it is so reasonable to put this reason on her, and a seemingly reasonable explanation can also lead to doubt, and this is the case at this moment.

With Renee's previous training, Fisher has actually developed a high resistance to similar tricks in Heraire, but he can't resist the desire to reproduce that is fanning the flames all the time in his body, not to mention that he has just escaped from the research of those subhuman women and is on the verge of collapse.

But even so, this guy still wants it

Helle, whose hands were clasped tightly on the soil by Fisher, looked at him pitifully, the short golden curls falling on her cheek covering the pupil of her right eye, her breathing was shallow, hazy with gentle moisture, but instead of answering Fisher's words, she said to the beggar,

"It hurts."

"You still want to pretend?"

In the face of the plea for mercy that seemed to melt any solid stone, Fisher was silent for a moment, and the strength of the other party's hands deepened little by little unconsciously, as if he wanted to be embedded with the other party, and then, with difficulty, he debunked the other party's flawed acting skills.

Heller's "pitiful" expression floated upwards little by little, and her beautiful face was still faintly among the peach blossoms scattered on the ground, which made Fisher feel a sense of pity for brokenness.

It's a pity that the corners of her mouth that curved upwards a little bit betrayed her.

Even if it is exposed, she doesn't feel bothered at all, because in her eyes, people who are confined to their desires but are still struggling to hold on are so interesting.

Her smile is very unique, a little less clear than other people's smiles, a little less stable and a little more dangerous, like the poison of frosting, and like climbing a magnificent but extremely steep mountain, even if you miss a step and fall into the abyss, it still attracts people to go to the challenge willingly.

Hellaire kept that smile and asked rhetorically,

"No, the main thing is that I don't know what you're wondering about?"

The toppled peach blossom tree in front of Heraire's lying position seemed to have regrown as if it had been restored by time, and its leaves formed a wriggling, swaying shadow in the moonlight, like a living chaos covering half of her face, revealing only her red lips that moved because of the opening,

"You're wondering how much attention I pay to you. Or be more specific, wondering why I am so happy to play tricks on your already precarious desires? ”

Her gaze moved down a little, as if she had seen something that she shouldn't see, that she should be shy of and dodge.

But unexpectedly, her gaze did not avoid it at all, I don't know if it was provoking or because of something else, it was annoying and seductive.

"What if it's the latter?"

"Because it's so fun~"

She replied without hesitation, as if it were a matter of course, as if she did not realize that she was being imprisoned by Fisher's hands, and even winked at Fisher.

Fisher had expected it, or rather, whatever question she was asked, it would be a one-size-fits-all answer she deserved.

But this time it was different, and the crooked Hellaire kindly gave Fisher more explanations on this point,

"You see, the desire for restraint is like a barrel of high explosives that has been ignited with a fuse, and you keep tugging at that fuse in an attempt to prolong it to delay the explosion. But you also know that it is bound to explode, and every time it is detonated, there are consequences, especially if you don't have a regular female companion by your side. Every explosion is a sin, it pulls on your sense of responsibility, you can't let go of the past and don't want to let go of the present, and you are full of worries about the future."

Her fingers tapped the back of Fisher's hand like a piano, and every word followed her mischievous and profound movements into his heart.

"The desire to reproduce is not just presumptuous and cathartic, but more like an unbridled possession, which changes your heart without a trace, so that you can't give up any person you have contact with, so that your reason can't choose to act with a random person of the opposite sex to vent your desires Oh no, maybe you once thought like that, but when you think about it, you can't let go of it anyway."

Helaire's words easily struck Fisher in the heart, and he did, otherwise he would not have had such an easy relationship with Elliog when he was in Saint-Nari; As Helaire said, even if he and Elliog only had such a short time together, she was deeply engraved in her heart like Rafael, as if she should belong to herself, and she would even consider her when she encountered the Shura field.

When was he such a greedy person?

Looking at Fisher, who was slightly stunned in front of him, Hellaire then smiled,

"But it doesn't matter, it's all about you. But even if you already know that what you do will have consequences, you must not know that at this moment, here and now, in this world, the consequences of what you do will be hundreds or thousands of times worse than what you have done before."

Hearing this, Fisher's pupils shrank slightly, and he was as smart as he was, and almost instantly realized what the true meaning of what Hellel said.

But the mystery was not revealed by himself, because in the next second, Herel in front of him poked his head slightly and aimed his red lips at Fisher's left ear.

There, an imperceptible voice that only the two of them could catch came,

"Fisher, you're from the future, do you want to see what the consequences of detonating a barrel of explosives in the past would be?"

"You"

Fisher was indeed a little shocked, what he came from in the future should only be known to Hookkiss, he didn't suspect that Hookkiss betrayed him, because he had been with Hookkiss almost all the time, and he had no chance to tell Helaire about it, and there was no reason to do so.

The thoughts and swelling desires of the various possible purposes of Heller in front of him collided in his brain, making the originally quiet and peaceful peach blossom paradise so lively in his heart, but before his thoughts fell into anxiety, Heller leaned back on the ground and spoke,

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in that kind of thing. The lifeless established is not what I like, I prefer the unknown that cannot be captured. From a woman's point of view, I prefer surprises. Compare this to your current predicament, right? How about little Tang Ze, doesn't it look like she relies on you very much? A 'Mr. Fisher' every day, this is the easiest to get your hands on."

The "kind of thing" in Heller's words clearly refers to the future, and even if she knew that Fisher was from the future, she had no interest in the future at all.

“.”

Fisher remained silent, while Hellaire tilted his head slightly, and then proposed,

"Ah, I forgot, little Tang Ze is a human and how about Nekoria? It's a phoenix, and it doesn't look like you're quite fond of subhumans, right? As long as you package the story of your phoenix ex-wife, maybe the cold-faced phoenix species will also like you very much? After all, you're still quite fond of the phoenix species, and"

Looking at the angel under him who was talking eloquently and still indifferently looking for the so-called "fun", Fisher's eyes became darker and darker.

Maybe it's because of this guy's bad tricks all along, maybe it's because of this guy's long-term dereliction of duty, or maybe it's because of everything that seems to be hidden in the fog, which is hidden in the fog so that he can't see a little flaw and the bottom line, all of the above annoyance and anger make Fisher more and more unbearable.

While Hellaire was still speaking, Fisher took a deep breath, his heart slammed his head down and grabbed her chattering mouth, as if in revenge to gnaw at everything she had.

"Hmm"

Hellaire's blue-gold dilated pupils twitched slightly, as if Fisher's actions in front of her had indeed surprised her at this moment.

And what she didn't expect was surprise and panic, but only joy and deep interest.

Her hands that were restrained by Fisher seemed to suddenly have a thousand strengths, and she easily broke through Fisher's blockade, and then, in the gaze of a somewhat surprised Fisher, she held Fisher's cheek with one hand, and suddenly deepened the kiss that was already full of revenge and venting.

At that moment, Fisher felt as if he had been struck in the back of his head by electricity.

The feeling like the sweetest frosting, the blame like the most painful poison, the complexity of a kiss made it difficult for Fisher to act even if he wanted to get out.

"Po"

Helaire's kiss was so strange that it made Fisher feel like he had never felt before, and it made him gasp slightly, let Helaire come and go freely and absorb satisfaction before slowly leaving, tickling his brain and heart, and relieving the heat that had always accompanied him, as if he felt the cold of the night.

It wasn't until Helaire's soft lips left him that Fisher covered his cheek with hindsight, as if he was still reminiscing about the feeling of the kiss just now, which made him feel unrelieved.

Heller lay on the ground with a smile, and between the slightly messy short blond curly bangs, Fisher saw her eyes that radiated a little brilliance, and then, her bewildering voice slowly came,

"Ah, did you choose me as the object of venting? To be honest, I was a bit surprised."

Fisher was silent, staring at Helaire in front of him, as if he was about to devour her.

But as Heller said, no matter how to choose an object, choosing Heller is not an optimal solution.

First of all, not to mention that this guy's rank is much higher than Fisher's, and he doesn't know much about her, so he naturally has a risk of instability; Moreover, this guy's personality is extremely bad and he likes to have fun, which makes Fisher, who is already walking on thin ice, a lot more dangerous.

"Make full thought and weigh-off before making a decision", this is what Fisher is used to, but in front of this guy, Fisher put this aside for the first time, which surprised him.

But honestly, it doesn't feel bad to get revenge on her like this.

"Is it a good reason to see that you're upset?"

Fisher wiped her lips and snorted coldly in such an unreasonable reply, as if to serve as a retort for her favorite "fun" reason.

Helaire's smile deepened, her blue-gold eyes lit up slightly, she clapped her hands, and exclaimed,

"Did anyone say that you are cute like this?"

"Neuropathy."

The smile on Heller's face did not diminish, looking at the other man's face that was obviously disgusted, but his body was honestly responding to longing, she raised her fingers lightly and floated up from the ground and stood up,

"Ah, can't you take it anymore? But I haven't chosen my gender yet, so I can't do anything even if you want to~"

She spread her hands and said so hatefully, but Fisher wanted to teach her a lesson again, and at the same time, she still had the energy to think about whether she would be heard by Tao Gong when she revealed that she had no gender, and before, although her voice was very small, she also told her about her future things, so whether it would be given by Tao Gong

Just as Fisher was thinking about it and frowning deeper and deeper, his cheeks were instantly held by a pair of soft hands, and his pupils shrank slightly, not knowing that Herel was in front of him in an instant, and when he looked up slightly, he saw her still smile.

She pouted in distress, and her beautiful face showed a bit of loveliness, pulling at Fisher's gaze like an abyss, both dangerous and fascinating,

"It's okay, it's just us, you won't be noticed by anyone else, I promise you're as cute as you were just now, and there aren't many things that surprise me, you deserve some reward."

Who doesn't want your reward?

Fisher wanted to reply to her in a cold tone.

But just before he could speak, he was surprised to find that Helaire's temperament and feelings had changed slightly.

Although her body was already very graceful and beautiful before, now, her face is softer, and there is a faint sound of deep fragrance on her body that makes Fisher want to move.

The fragrance reminded Fisher of Renee, and at the same time made him feel guilty and realize what had changed in front of him, he suddenly asked,

"You chose to become a woman?"

Hellaire smiled and nodded, looked at his figure, and added,

"Yes, I'm an angel who is biased towards women, and it's not hard to accept that you become a woman, but angels need a long process to fix their gender, and this process is not done instantly, so unfortunately, you have to wait. But if you're really anxious, it's not impossible for me to help you in other ways, anyway, if you don't release it, your body will be broken."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, and the faint fragrance that came to her face was like a net of desire to swallow Fisher, he looked at Helaire in front of him, and said suspiciously,

"Other ways?"

He immediately thought of Michael, who loved to play with toys, as if it was not a good thing for these angels to find another way.

Heraire looked at the vigilant Fisher and amused it all the more, and she walked ahead with her hands behind her back, and walked alone to the front of the camp where she lived, which was frighteningly quiet, as if it were really just the two of them in the whole paradise as she had said.

The tent in front of her automatically opened little by little, revealing the pure black space inside, which she couldn't see specifically.

She stopped in front of the tent, then looked back at Fisher with a smile and invited,

"It's a reward rather than a punishment, and in general, my reward won't disappoint~"

In front of Fisher, Hellaire seems to be an invincible double-edged sword that can easily hurt himself, as if it is a shocking gamble with heavy rewards and costs, and as if it is an adventure with both risk and reward.

But as I said before, Helaire has a magical power that makes it easy to give up the shackles of contemplation.

Fisher did not step into her curtain first, but grabbed her arm again in revenge, and then pushed her too much against her shoulder.

"Yikes!"

Hellel let out a feigned exclamation, then grabbed the loose white robe behind his back in a panic, but did not press harder, and froze like a finger pulling the trigger before firing the shot.

Then, her smiling, warning and bewitching voice came from behind Fisher,

"However, if you choose me, the consequences will be very serious~"

Fisher gripped her delicate waist on his shoulder, then sighed and slapped her skin hidden under his robe, and then he gritted his teeth and declared war,

"We'll see."

As Fisher's figure of Hellaire disappeared into the darkness of the camp, the entire Peach Blossom Paradise suddenly fell silent, as if the only two people had completely disappeared.

Only the deep fragrance still lingers, outlining the outline of the night canopy.

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