My Archangel

'Anyway, after the arrival of the Dragon King, the cold air that originally floated on the snow-capped mountains has begun to decrease. What if it doesn't get cold after a while?'

"And... this is it? This is the Snow Mountain and Xuan Bing? It's not cold, it's not cold at all, I'm just too high--"

While taking off the quilt, Qiao Wen muttered like this, suggesting himself.

However, when he was halfway down, the movements of his hands stopped in surprise.

Because the archangel on the side didn’t wait for him to untie all the quilt, he “swish” into the quilt, and then wrapped half of the separated quilt in a way far more skilled than Qiao Wen. On myself.

The two of them split into two halves from a large zongzi, and in a blink of an eye they became two smaller conjoined rice cakes.

"...Master Elisa?"

The movement of his hand paused for a while, Qiao Wen looked at the archangel who had already wrapped the other half of the quilt into a ball. He did not look at himself the whole time, and was completely immersed in the bed with a happy face. For a while, he didn’t know what to show. expression.

In short, he is not sure whether he will continue to take it off.

Of course, as far as he intended, he did not want to take it off.

After all, it's cold now.

Although there was a dragon king in the sky with hot hormones all over it, it was still cold.

And... I don't know if it was because the same quilt had already been covered in the early morning. At this time, Elysha did not seem to show any obvious rejection of Qiao Wen.

'Since she didn't take all the quilt away, I didn't have to take the initiative to let it out.'

Realizing this, Qiao Wen accepted it comfortably.

Fortunately, this quilt is quite big, even if two people use it separately.

'Speaking of... a long time ago, someone seemed to have done this with me...'

After turning into conjoined rice cakes, Qiao Wen leaned against the entrance of the cave, quietly observing the situation outside the cave, while thinking.

About twenty years ago, in his last life, he was also locked up on the open-air rooftop of the school with an opposite sex like this. The two faces were red with cold, his mouth was cold, and he naively told his dreams. .

Of course, it was not a quilt that connected the two together at that time, but a relatively long scarf.

But things are unpredictable. Today, more than 20 years later, the relationship between the two has turned upside down.

Qiao Wen himself became the little star who had just exploded but was stabbed to death at his door, while the other one became a twisted murderer.

"Speaking of...If I was a little colder and didn't lend her the scarf, wouldn't it be possible to get stabbed in the future-hiss, it hurts?"

As his gaze wandered and his thinking became more and more dazed, Qiao Wen suddenly felt a ruthless squeezing sensation on his right cheek, and he took a breath of pain.

"...What's the matter? Master Elisa."

After returning to his senses, he found that the hand of the archangel beside him was pinching the flesh of his right cheek, and that white cheek was revealing some doubts.

She seemed surprised that Qiao Wen could still be in a daze in this situation.

"Sorry, it seems that the memory kill was triggered somehow."

Realizing that the other party was reminding himself not to be distracted, Qiao Wen also patted his face and looked out of the cave again.

During this short period of time when he fell into the memory of killing, Dragon King Osis was already very close to this snow-capped mountain.

The huge body covers the sky and the sun, and the limbs are sturdy and powerful, and it can land almost at any time.

"This guy is circling back and forth in the sky. It seems that he also knows that Mebis has not returned to the lair, but is hiding nearby... he is looking for it."

Keeping his eyes on the snow-capped mountains, Qiao Wen still knew the current chrysanthemum in his heart.

There is no doubt that Mebis can not be the opponent of the current Dragon King.

In front of the strongest dragon today, it can't even protect its most precious things.

Once found by Osis, what happened afterwards will probably be the shadow of his life.

There is one thing to say, Qiao Wen really wants to see Mebis unlucky now.

Due to the previous attack by this guy, he almost froze to death at the entrance of the cave.

Had it not been for him to run fast, or for the magical tool of Vina's quilt, he would have been cold now, even the corpse was frozen hard.

Therefore, whether it is from a perceptual or rational point of view, Qiao Wen hopes that Osis can directly grab Mebis from the snowdrift, and then engage in a vigorous courtship.

After all, in this way, in addition to being able to relieve his qi, the home-buying plan he had previously thought of was also possible.

"...Should I give this dragon king a little bit of guidance?"

In fact, Qiao Wen now has the opportunity to take revenge on Mebis.

With the protection of the archangel around him, he only needs to walk out of the cave and show the dragon king in the sky a little bit to make Mebis doomed.

However, from beginning to end, he never did this.

"Forget it, this kind of sneaky revenge is not worthy of my noble soul."

"Even if I find it to settle accounts later, I don't need to rely on Dragon King at all."

Qiao Wen's eyes are clear, and he has his own principles.

He is a person who has broken away from low-level tastes.

In the face of big right and wrong, he was ultimately not tempted by the hatred and interests in front of him, but chose to pray for Mebis from the heart.

"...Mebis is now hiding in an exquisite location. With the protective color of this snow-capped mountain, it's like a crouching dragon sneaking, and the Dragon King Osis will definitely not find the slightest clue."

"I heard that the eyesight of the ancient dragons is the bottom of the dragons. This is Mebis's home field. How can I lose with such a big advantage? This Osis really thinks too much. It takes the lead to find Mebis?"

"Oh my god, look at this stupid ancient dragon. It has been hovering in the air for a long time like a fly that smells but can't find food. It's so pathetic and sad—"

"...?"

Qiaowen's broken thoughts caught Erisa's attention.

Not knowing what Qiao Wen was doing, she turned her head slightly and stared at Qiao Wen with a strange look.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a loud roar came from the sky above the snow mountain.

Excitement, surprise, pleasure, sex, sex, sex, sex...

Amidst the dragon's sound that resounded across the sky, there were many emotions that were difficult to describe in words.

Immediately, in the next instant, the ancient dragon that hovered over the snow-capped mountain for a long time descended from the sky, and thundered at the raised snow slope beside the cave where Qiao Wen was located.