The Fairy in Fast Time

[The girl has a flower belt, your father and I have less money and can't buy it~]

Wen Han sat cross-legged on the bed, singing an episode from "The White-haired Girl" in his heart, and at the same time tied the hair of the little angel sitting on his lap.

Completely let go of yourself, and the embarrassment of the listening system has committed cancer.

But seeing the devil's bony fingers gently shuttle through the little angel's long golden hair, after smoothing it all out, he curled his hair into a bunch, and tied it with the red ribbon that he just got out of the warm room. Wrapped around and around.

Wen Han lowered his eyelashes, showing an elegant and mature attitude, but his heart is: he is tied with a two-foot red string~

[System: Shut up. 】

——I tie it up for my Xi’er~

[System: ...shut up. 】

——Hey~ Tie it up~

[System: I beg you, shut up! 】

Wen Han smiled very kindly at Lorsa who was sitting in his arms, secretly thinking in his heart whether he should just call this child Xi'er.

Lorsa raised his hand and tugged at the ponytail with the beautiful bow tie. He didn't answer Wen Han, but just smiled innocently at him.

[System: Enough is enough, shut up, or you will never want me to send you any information in the future world. 】

Wen Han: ...

Okay, this threat is ruthless enough, bow your head to the boss.

"Forget it, let's call it Angela." Wen Han decisively admitted that he was actually a bad name.

Lorsa's expression turned subtle for a moment.

The meaning of Angela, in his memory, refers to being gentle, kind, pure and selfless.

And myself...

Lorsa buried her face in the demon's chest, hiding the self-deprecating smile on her face.

He couldn't help but recall the evaluation of his fellow clansmen——

"Lorsa has spent most of her life walking on the bloody blade."

"He will take revenge, selfish and narrow-minded, and use the so-called gentle forgiveness to create the illusion of Seraphim."

"Thousands of years of slaughter, accumulated bloody glory."

"But now, his glory began and ended in the killing, which is really ironic when you think about it."

Wen Han was taken aback by his actions, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Norsa slowly raised his head, big tears silently slid down his cheeks, the corners of his lips were raised, and a smile slowly spread from the corners of his eyes.

Wen Han, on the other hand, clearly saw his shrunken silhouette in those ice-blue pupils.

"Why are you crying?"

The devil's voice was low and hoarse, and he stretched out his hands to gently hold Lorsa's face. The dark nails formed a sharp contrast with the white cheeks, and there was a dangerous beauty.

Lorsa looked at him silently, feeling a little agitated in the depths of her heart.

The grievances, pain, and exhaustion that have been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly poured out at this moment.

And without any reason.

Maybe it's because the breath of the demon in front of him is too clean and gentle, or maybe his mind has really become younger, but so what?

He didn't expect that because of a simple sentence from the devil, he would cry himself to pieces.

"Don't cry, baby."

Wen Han gently wiped away the tears he shed with his pitch-black nails, his heart softened into a ball at this moment, but his heart was roaring: Help, how can you be so soft and cute and so painful? Oh--!

[System: Then please start your chatter. 】

Wen Han: Boom, boom, boom.

【system:……】

"If you don't remember it, you don't remember it. It probably isn't a good memory when you think about it."

The devil lowered his head, and a pity kiss lightly landed on the little angel's forehead, and then their noses pressed against their noses, looking extremely intimate.

Wen Han gently rubbed against him with the tip of his nose, his eyelashes drooped, and a soft voice overflowed his lips: "I kiss you, don't be sad, okay?"

Lorsa stared at the devil in front of him without blinking, and he saw himself in the devil's ruby-like eyes.

At this moment, the heart throbbed inexplicably.

Immediately, a warm feeling quickly burst from his chest to his whole body, and for the first time in his life, he felt the beauty of being cherished by others.

In this posture, Lorsa stretched out her chubby arms, put her feet on the back of the devil's neck, and the soft and cute little angel was very innocent, and inadvertently kissed the devil's lips lightly.

——In the bones of the Protoss, there is a closeness to recognized things.

——And this kind of intimacy may gradually precipitate and precipitate into the love of angels.

—Angel, crazy and cruel love.

[System: Your current character design is the same as the character design a few hours ago. 】

Wen Han: ...Don't tell me that there are OOC restrictions.

[System: That's not true, it's just that I don't like it :)]

Wen Han: Oh, then I'm relieved.

[System: Speaking of which, why are you so proficient at flirting with men, and why are you still a little happy when this black angel is eating your tofu :)]

Wen Han: Because this fairy man has his own provocative skills.

Wen Han: And I have such a fascination for any beautiful things.

[System: You take jujube pills. 】

Just as the devil and the angel were talking about each other (not), the black bird standing on the branch of the dead tree flapped its wings and flew into the thatched cottage, aiming at the shoulder of the devil.

Then, Wen Han heard the hoarse voice of the black bird on his shoulder.

"My king has summoned all the high-ranking demons to return to the tomb of demons."

When the sound fell, the black bird turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air.

Wen Han blinked and hugged Ruo Erza out of bed.

As a result, the devil standing beside the bed had a pale and melancholy face, while those crimson pupils looked so profound that they could arouse countless imaginations.

"Come on baby, big brother will take you to heaven later."

Wen Han casually pulled out a pure white dress from the Nuan Nuan system out of thin air, and casually glanced at the name of the suit, it was called the Feather of the Vast Sky.

I don't know if it's because the system gave him another golden finger. After taking it out, the clothes were automatically put on Lorsa's body, and then the size of the clothes became just right.

But the little angel's neck is wrapped by a plush pure white collar, the shoulders and arms are bare, and the exquisite bracelet inlaid with sapphire is wrapped around the arms, the silver dark pattern of the clothes is low-key and luxurious, and the hem of the clothes is like the tail feathers of a divine bird , faintly glowing with light.

Nuoersa flapped her little wings in front of Wen Han, looking very cute.

The black-haired devil in black spread out his left palm to the little angel, letting the little angel stand on it barefoot.

Wen Han just supported Lorsa with one hand, feeling that he was the King Tota Wen who walked in the legend of Nezha.

At this time, Wen Han's half foot had already stepped out of the open door of the thatched hut, and then he obviously forgot about the wings behind him.

So, it got stuck again.

The devil's long and narrow eyes were filled with light, and a few strands of black hair were scattered around his slightly parted lips, looking slutty and romantic.

Lorsa stood in Wen Han's bent arms, put his hands on his left shoulder, saw the demon stopped in front of and behind the door, and called softly for some unknown reason: "Big brother?"

Wen Han frowned invisibly, he felt that he couldn't show his unique technique of entering the door in front of the protagonist, and always felt that it was too low.

[System: In fact, you don't need to stretch your wings so far, just close them. 】

Wen Han folded his wings subconsciously, walked out of the room with a single step.

Looking up at the sky paved with orange-red miasma, Wen Han felt a little happy: Ah, I am so witty.

[System: You are so stupid. 】

Wen Han: I am so beautiful.

[System: You are so ugly. 】

Wen Han: My legs are so long and thin.

[System: Your legs are so short and thick. 】

Wen Han glanced at his long legs calmly, then raised his hand and put the little angel on his left shoulder to let him sit on it.

Wen Han: Give me a map for guidance.

[System: Please beg me :)]

Wen Han slowly unfolded the huge pitch-black wings on his back. The pure black crow feathers set off the pale face of the devil, revealing a kind of frail beauty. From Lorsa's perspective, you can see the devil's beautifully shaped collarbone, sexy Incredible.

The blue eyes gradually became dark, Lorsa unscrupulously painted the demon's collarbone with his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the pulsation from the neck of the demon that he clasped before [Fan Tong].

Again and again, fiery and powerful, is the full reflection of its tenacious vitality.

The blood of angels is cold, so their body temperature is also cold.

The stronger the spiritual power of an angel, the lower its body temperature, and the body temperature of a powerful Seraph like Lorsa is even more frighteningly cold.

Although his body temperature has picked up after [Fantasy], Lorsa is still very greedy for the warm, scorching touch that makes him addicted.

Moreover, this demon's soul was so clean that he wanted to hide it in a place where only he was alone.

——Anything, you are not allowed to covet the slightest bit.