Chapter 1742 Bitter Fruit (Thirty-One)

This is the legendary front and back that make people feel heartwarming, right?

As a pure saint, Hilaria's weight is really not high, and she doesn't feel much if the two of them are hanging on her body.

What's more, although the body has not deformed, both Xi I and Xi II are adjusting themselves in extreme postures to allow flesh and blood to adhere to the maximum extent, and even the weight distribution is somewhat ergonomic.

With such efforts, it was previously claimed that there would never be a second hug in a short period of time, and the parallel connection was realized instantly.

Even the effect lives up to its name.

Fu Qian could clearly feel that the moment the hug was completed, the intoxicating aroma almost directly sublimated to the spiritual level.

Among them, the pleasure of Shattering the Void is nothing more than this.

Even the originally detached cry was completely suppressed at that moment, almost inaudible.

call--

Even the hugger himself seemed unable to resist.

During the entanglement process, the veil had fallen off, and the two Hilaria heads, placed on both shoulders in a rotationally symmetrical posture, seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

His eyes were closed tightly, and only his hot breath came out.

Of course, even so, Fu Qian still remembers their identities clearly——

On the right shoulder is Xi I, and on the left shoulder is Xi II.

It seems that this should be Dorian's maximum use of the two Hilaria dolls.

Before clearing them, he apparently fell into a double embrace that lasted indefinitely.

And even for myself, in this situation, it takes a lot of effort to constantly fight against the relief that makes everything go with the wind.

Even remembering to fight against it.

…

It was finally interesting, and Brother Dorian did not disappoint.

I am quite satisfied with the result of this two-way trip between doctors and patients.

The purpose of this trip has always been clear, that is, to find any means that might help him and truly affect Akons.

No matter how big the side effects are.

Therefore, Fu Qian is not ready to break away from this state of hugging each other, even though his mind seems to be walking on the edge of a cliff.

And the shape of three heads may easily scare people in the dark.

"ah--"

The next moment, there was a real scream coming from behind.

Of course it was not Hilaria III. Although the voice was familiar, it belonged to another woman.

"hello."

Fu Qian turned around and greeted Sara, who was dressed as a bride.

She was supposed to be waiting silently in the church above, but she came directly to find him.

Being so proactive, it turns out that Dorian was not satisfied with the temporary results and continued to work hard.

It's comforting.

"Haha... hello foreigner."

Not only did she take the initiative to run down there, Sarah's mental state was also more intense compared to the first time they met.

After the initial shock, she seemed to accept Fu Qian's style effortlessly, and even laughed out loud as she looked up and down.

"Did you hear a special sound?"

"What sound?"

There was nothing unusual about Fu Qian's face, nor the two faces on his shoulders.

"The cries, the cries of children, are down here."

Sarah spoke firmly and looked around.

…

Are you actually attracted to this?

As the mother of the Son of God, she has a special affinity and sensitivity towards this, which seems quite reasonable.

Although it is no longer easy for me to feel the cry at this moment.

Facing Sara, who explained her intention, she commented silently before paying.

In any case, the situation in front of me is still very clear - Sara, the most radical among the dolls, has blocked herself down here with a more radical attitude.

Given that the longer you are hugged, there is less hope of escaping.

When he didn't take action to clean up the two Hilaria, dragging himself into the church in any way was obviously a reasonable choice.

"I heard a little bit too, is it your child?"

Of course, everyone can do this kind of radical behavior, but Fu Qian had no intention of beating around the bush and directly expressed the same feeling.

He was not going to give the serious Doctor Dorian any chance to slack off.

"...It's my child, have you seen it?"

The power of sincerity is indeed powerful. At that moment, even Sara, who quickly entered the state, could not help but remain silent for a moment.

But it was only for a short while, and she soon completed the debugging, staring at Fu Qian and asking.

"As a mother, I have to say that you are a bit too careless."

Fu Qian shook his head and seriously criticized this mistake.

"But don't be too sad. Look, is this your child?"

As he spoke, he turned sideways and pointed the face on his right shoulder at Sarah.

…

"No, she is Hilaria."

Seemingly confused by the question, Sara looked at it for a few seconds before finally shaking her head.

"What about this? Is it the child you fell down there?"

Fu Qian turned around and pointed his left shoulder at Sara again.

"...No, this is still Hilaria."

After a pause, Sara continued to shake her head.

"What an honest mother, but I'm sorry, I can't give these two to you for the time being."

He highly praised the other party's honesty and seemed to think of something before paying the next moment.

"Where is the child's father? Why haven't you seen him after such a big incident?"

The child’s father…

For the Sarah in front of her, this was obviously the first time she was asked this question.

As a lady still wearing a wedding dress, this question is undoubtedly very sharp.

"Why must there be..."

When she finally spoke, the first answer was very similar to the last time, which once again reflected the puppet's reflection of nature.

"You won't understand even if I tell you. A simple title can never truly represent Him!"

But the second time, the answer was a little special.

Why did it seem to plagiarize some of Hilaria's lines?

Facing the increasingly excited Sarah, Fu Qian naturally thought of the experience of sitting and discussing with Hilaria in the church.

A simple title, or even the carrier of language itself, is always a misunderstanding of the higher existence.

Although strictly speaking, this is not necessarily wrong.

But Hilaria, a saint driven crazy by faith, can come up with such an extreme idea, but Sarah actually has such a consistent feeling?

Are these natives of Akons too intelligent?

Fu Qian, who has gained something again, naturally thinks about the reason behind this strangeness.

"Ah——"

Although at the same time, Sarah heard a scream that didn't sound like a human, it was already rolling in.

And one of her hands had already pressed on her lower abdomen again.

But this time, she was completely different from the previous cautiousness. As soon as the scream fell, she directly grabbed it with her hand and then tore it apart.

"Even if it's my offspring, I can't——"