Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 493 110. Crown
Looking at the transformed Herrell in front of him, Fisher's heart became unbearably hot.

With the addition of the desire to reproduce of the mythical rank, it seems that her opening is not a simple sentence, but a temptation to commit crimes.

At this moment, the blazing fire of desire seemed to have turned into a pillar of fire to completely devour Fisher.

At this moment, his consciousness is like a flat boat struggling to float in the violent ocean.

The captain of the flat boat howled in the rainstorm, heaved up and down against the ocean, struggling to hold on, and then shouted to Fisher,
"I can't hold on anymore!! I'm going to be sunk!!"

At this moment, his consciousness was like a cannon that was pushed to the front line in the war between Shiwali and Nari. Facing the continuous stream of enemies ahead, this cannon also shouted at Fisher,

"Commander! The enemy's attack is too fierce! I'm going to launch!"

This is the degree, probably the urgency.

But fortunately, Fisher is not an out-of-control beast. Facing the temptation of Herrell, he is still able to control it.

At least not here.
he thought so.

So on the surface, Fisher avoided the beautiful Herrell who was looking at him in a bit of embarrassment, and his words were brewing for a long time before he uttered them.
"Yeah, today is still that... Easter..."

Herrell remained motionless with a smile on her face, just looking at him like this, gauging his reaction.

"...Didn't I agree to give you a gift tonight, go and get it now."

"Okay, okay, where is it?"

Herrell opened his mouth.

"You should have noticed it on that camel, right?"

"No, after all, I'm not very sensitive to things like sacred objects."

".I haven't said it's a holy thing yet."

Herrera, who was exposed as a lie, didn't panic at all, and just smiled naturally,
"It shows that we have a good understanding, and the guess is accurate, my dear."

Fisher didn't answer any more, just swallowed the leftover food that Tang Ze left for him in front of him.

Before he had time to check whether he was full, he stood up and wanted to go with Herrell to the previous house to get the gift he had prepared for her.

They walked down the stairs side by side, and stepped into the dim but lively utopia below.

The Utopia is full of residents walking, talking and fighting with each other. At this time, thick branches rise up from the ground one after another. The branches are connected to the ground, but like a faucet, some kind of crystal water keeps dripping. of liquid.

The strong smell of wine and the number of drunken residents throughout the realm all indicate what the dripping liquid is.

I still remember that Fisher had entered Taogong's enchantment before, and they had seen Chun's "shabby" tributes for the elf king in it. is shabby.

Among the offerings at Tsubaki, there is a kind of fine wine called "Rumu". I don't know if it is the kind that the residents of Utopia drink now.

It was this kind of fine wine and excitement that embellished the festive atmosphere, although Fisher didn't know whether the festival in Margaret's original world was like this.

Seeing other people drinking, Heller, who likes to join in the fun, also squeezed in very naturally, as if they had brought back two bowls of fine wine with pottery.

"Here, would you like to have a taste? It smells delicious."

"Let's go back and talk."

Fisher reached out and naturally wanted to take the bowl in her left and right hand, but to his surprise, Herrell only gave him one.

Just as Fisher looked inquiringly, she raised her vacant left hand and pointed it at Fisher's vacant right hand.

"Would you like to wait and see, what's the difference from before?"

How could it be different?
What a cunning angel.

"it is good."

Fisher thought so, but his words and movements naturally caught her hand.

He only felt that Helaier's bare hand was as soft as before, but at this moment it seemed to be a little more scorching hot like a ball of fire.

The scorching heat was transmitted along the link between their hands, reaching Fisher's heart.

"Boom. Boom."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but it wasn't over yet, she turned her palm slightly until she firmly closed her ten fingers together.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The ramblings around seemed to deepen with Herrell's contact at this moment. This might be the result of Fischer's slight movement, but unlike before, he seemed a little intoxicated by it at this moment, and wanted to just follow along. That raving fell to an unknown place.

But fortunately at this moment, Fisher and Herrell, who were holding hands and walking towards the original house, finally saw the strange dromedary at the edge of the house. Lyle's eyes lit up immediately afterwards, and he came over while humming affectionately.

Herrell touched its head with a smile, and Fisher, who was holding a drink next to him, couldn't help complaining,
"This guy kissed me before, but now he ignores me when he sees you. I really don't know why. Is it just because of eye contact?"

"Is it because I'm cute?"

"It's a female camel."

"Who stipulated that a female can't like me who is cute? If Fisher was a woman, I would also like you, because you are very cute."

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Herrell walked up the stairs leading to the door of the room first, and the voice of response also came from the room, only to hear her say,
"That's great, none of them came back, it's just the two of us here."

Hearing this, Fisher reached out his hand and groped for the small bag on the side of the dromedary in front of him, and then used his fingers to draw out the sparkling gemstone crown from it.

In the darkness, the light of the crown was so dazzling. Although he didn't have any talent for forging, even the gems on it were thrown in at will, but just like parents have a preference for their children and authors have a preference for their own works, Fei Scheer also felt that he forged well.

He stroked the uneven jewel on the crown with one hand, then walked up the stairs and into the dim room.

Herrell was not in the living room, and a faint voice came from Fisher's room.

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Fisher's throat surged for a moment, and with the wine in his left hand and the beautiful crown in his right hand, he pushed open the half-covered door with his feet, revealing the back of Heller.

Fisher's bed faced the window, revealing the pale moon outside.

The moon was dim and narrow, far from the moon in his memory in later generations.

It's a reminder to Fisher that this isn't the future, it's the past.

In the darkness of the room, she turned her face slightly, letting the faint moonlight cast shadows on her beautiful face.

At this moment, she raised the pottery bowl full of wine, and as her throat surged, the fine wine fell into her jade mouth like that.

After taking a sip of the fine wine, she blushed slightly, turned her head with a smile, and looked at the jeweled crown in Fisher's hand.

"Gee, how did you know I liked sparkles like this?"

"Do you like it? I don't know."

"Because I like everything you give me."

Fisher put the wine glass on the table next to him, then raised the crown in his hand, seeing the halo hanging crookedly on her head, which was different from other angels, suddenly encountered a difficulty.

Now that the crown is on, what about the halo?

You can't just occupy the magpie's nest and squeeze it away, as if this thing is quite important to the angel.

Undecided, Fisher tried to raise the crown in her hand, and then the crooked halo on her head seemed to have sensed his movements, circling around Herrell's head.

As the halo spun, Fisher suddenly felt a suction force, so he let go of the crown in his hand, and let the halo drag the crown slowly above her.

The halo seemed to be very happy and joyful, circling around the floating crown, bumping into it from time to time, making the surface of the crown burst into light.

It wasn't until the halo surrounded the crown like a sun ring, and turned into the same slightly crooked appearance on Herrell's head, that she turned her head generously and let Fisher look at her beauty.

At this moment, Herrell is like a holy angel, the loving mother of believers, the morning light rising from the east, and the blessings bestowed by God on the world.

At this moment, Helear is like a beautiful and virtuous king. Those blue-gold eyes seem to contain the knowledge and mysteries of the entire universe, so deep that Fisher longs to sink into them to find out.

At this moment, Heleer is like an evil demon again, that intoxicating smile like fine wine is an iron hook from hell, tightly grasping Fisher's soul, wanting him to fall with him.

Seeing the eye-catching Herrell wearing the crown in front of him, Fisher lost his word for a moment, and after a long pause, he continued,

"The original embryo of this sacred object was forged by Sorobato, but in the final process I put gems into it. I didn't know it would be a crown..."

At this moment, the desire has subsided a little, and the next sentence may be sincere,

"But fortunately, you look good in it."

Herrell covered her mouth and laughed lightly. The halo surrounding the crown on her head tightened little by little until it completely wrapped around the crown. Afterwards, the lifeless gemstones on top lit up with dazzling light one by one. It seemed that at this moment, the crown became a halo on her head.

On the bed, a bit of jade-like skin was exposed in her loose white robe. It was a jade foot protruding from her body. When Fisher's eyes were drawn away by it, she spoke softly,

"Thank you, I like your gift very much..."

"As long as you like it."

Before Fisher could finish his words, an extremely soft morning light flashed in front of his eyes. The morning light was warm and enveloped Fisher like a cloud of mist, pulling towards Herrell himself.

He didn't resist, so he obediently moved closer to her on the bed, the short distance was exactly where her fragrance hit her.In the alluring fragrance that suddenly came out of her, her soft fingers moved gently on Fisher's body, from top to bottom, and the end point was exactly Fisher's waist,
"You're still wondering, honey"

"Confuse?"

The place where her finger touched felt like an electric shock. For some reason, that feeling went deep into his soul, casting a black shadow in front of his eyes, and the ravings that started to ring in his ears made company.

Perhaps when his mood fluctuates, the unstable factors in his body will become restless?That's why he could feel this strange raving and the madness eroding his sanity?

Fisher didn't know the answer either, since he woke up yesterday, his time was stolen by the bad angel Herrell until now.

"That's right, you're wondering what's causing us to be at this moment. It's the reason that's separated from the carnal desires. 'It's all just a joke, she sees me as a joke', 'I'm leaving soon For her sake, she doesn't care', 'All this is caused by desire'."

As her words sounded, Fisher's heart also accelerated a little bit,

"You don't know, although I hate to predict the future in advance, because it will save a lot of surprises. But for you, I don't care if I know the future in advance
That's true, she seemed to suddenly not care about whether the gift she gave was a surprise, if she had been looking at her these four days, then she would have known that she would give the camel and the crown, right?
If she really cared about surprises, why did she have a seven-day appointment with herself in advance?
But there are too many secrets about her, as if buried in her heart forever, making her unpredictable.

The game she didn't point out in the middle of the words, the reason why she helped herself
She's an evil angel, but undeniably alluring.

Amidst the dizziness, in the restless darkness, Fisher felt for the first time being firmly suppressed by a woman.

The rest of the world, the hustle and bustle outside, everything in the Utopia is quiet, as if dissipated in the darkness under the moonlight.

At this moment, it seems that it doesn't matter, only the blue-gold dilated pupils and a nice fragrance will be poured into his soul.

The next moment, Fisher felt that she lowered her head and kissed his lips, as if she wanted to swallow Fisher completely from there.

"Boom~"

After a kiss, a sliver of silver thread connected the voice, and Heleer suddenly opened his mouth so inexplicably,

"You will be mine, from the moment you choose me, my dear."

Fisher didn't have time to recollect her words, because soon he was pinned on the moonlight quilt shop and made a little "squeaky" sound.

"He"

Fisher squeezed out a sound between his teeth, but the white robe slipped down by the other party along the moonlight waterfall was so easy to silence.

Dazzling beauty bloomed at this moment, but Herrell still lowered her head generously and let him look at it.

With a familiar evil smile as the foreshadowing, Fisher's body was about to burn out at this moment.

But this was not enough, Herrell shook her finger, and gently raised the wine cup next to her, some of the condescending jade liquid fell into her mouth, but more of it slid down with her body.

The falling nectar exudes a rich and delicious taste, making people want to taste it. Well, wine or body?
"Hahlaire."

Fisher struggled unbearably, trying to break free of her grip, but was unable to break through her defense.

Facing his request, Herrell did not refuse, she just stretched out her hands to him condescendingly, like an angel descending from the sky with the Gospel.

At this moment, the crooked crown, which seemed to be one with the halo, returned to its place bit by bit, and turned into an upright state, dispelling her looseness and casualness.

Bathed in darkness, she smiled slightly and said,

"Give me everything you have, honey."

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Fisher gritted his teeth, and couldn't bear it any longer, and threw himself forward to get it, as if falling into an intoxicating ocean, and would not stop until he was suffocated.

The night is not yet deep, and the festival outside is still there, and no one has noticed a touch of spring blooming quietly.

"Mr. Fisher, I'll give you the lottery"

At this moment, a little girl came running out of the room panting, holding a basket full of eggs, who is it not Karasawa Asuka?

She seemed to have been looking for Fisher for a long time just now, because she didn't see him and Herrell when she returned to the tower, so she came all the way.

But when she got a little closer to the room in front of her, there was a melodious sound that made her feet sink into the ground like nails.

She opened her mouth, and froze in place for a while, panting like that.

It wasn't until a while later that she pursed her lips and looked at the red-painted bird eggs in her arms and a smiling Easter bunny sewed on her.

The rabbit laughed, but for some reason it seemed that the smile was too deep, and the decoration on the face was too heavy, making it a bit like
Mmm, clown.

(End of this chapter)