My Archangel

"Sister, I don’t like to get this kind of thing very much. Al, you probably know... right? Look, now my sister’s hands seem to feel a little sore. It feels like three seconds later. Can't lift the skirt."

While speaking like this, the skirt that was being held by Vina with both hands slowly moved down in Qiao Wen's sight, getting closer and closer to the dragon blood in the pool: "Sister, I like this skirt... …Now my sister only counts three. If you still don’t come in and help me grab the skirt after the three… Do you know the consequences?"

"For the medicines you have taken in the past ten years, my sister will re-feed you with a doubled dose within half an hour."

The cordial gaze turned cold in an instant, and her cold eyes locked Qiao Wen outside the blood pool: "Al thinks that the shadow in his heart is more terrifying, or the angry sister is more terrifying?"

"three."

Then, from the corners of Vina's warm lips, began to confide words like a countdown.

"Wait, wait... Sister Vina, you are too strong..."

It was obvious from Vina's eyes that the witch was not joking, Qiao Wen opened his mouth, looking at the blood pool in front of him, his face was a little green.

"two……"

However, Vina seemed to have not heard his voice. As the second countdown came out of her mouth, the witch's eyes that glanced at her only became colder at this moment.

'I wipe...!'

Is it true that it is the instigator who has tempered Qiao Wen for fifteen years... Vina seems to be very clear about his sensitive points. At this time, just a look at this time made Qiao Wen feel that it was significantly more than when he actively contacted dragon blood. The strong sense of oppression.

With his legs bent subconsciously, Qiao Wen stayed on the spot. He stared at the trembling blood pool beside Vina, and the hesitation on his face was extremely strong at this moment.

"One."

However, Vina did not leave him time to hesitate.

The degree of danger in her eyes was on the verge of extreme, and with this last countdown, her fingertips that had been holding the skirt loose at this moment without hesitation.

Without resistance, the hem of the long skirt started to fall towards the blood pool below without hindrance.

"...!"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen's scalp was numb, and his fear finally defeated the shadow. He immediately stepped into the blood pool and hurriedly ran towards Vina!

At this moment, the dragon blood around him that had caused him serious discomfort seemed to be in vain. The steps under his feet were splashed with countless blood, and Qiao Wen, whose expression on his face was extremely stiff, suddenly raised his hand and stretched it out at the moment of his death. The skirt that is about to touch the surface of the blood pool--

Huh--

However, Qiao Wen did not catch it.

Because at the moment his right hand was about to touch the skirt, his wrist was grabbed by another hand extending from his eyes——

Immediately afterwards, as the white skirt in his field of vision touched the dragon's blood and was stained with dust, Qiao Wen's grasped wrist suddenly felt a certain force and pulled him over.

"Oh, it's still dirty...what should I do?"

From the chest came a soft touch that had become familiar unknowingly, the back was gradually tightened, the weight was on the shoulders, and the soft breath that was obviously mixed with drunkenness was felt on the right ear: "Al Do you want to take medicine?"

, , ...

While faintly feeling the visibly accelerating heartbeat from the opponent's chest, Vina's soft-sounding voice also came from Qiao Wen's ear.

Obviously it was just a soft whisper, but Qiao Wen's forehead was instantly sweaty.

No kidding--

Now he can be sure that although this woman is drunk, she is absolutely not joking...

"No... wait, sister Vina?? It was obviously not my fault just now..."

Tight all over, and the invisible pressure squeezed his heart, Qiao Wen swallowed fiercely.

At this moment, he always felt... the once demon not only returned, but even worsened...

"Then, just stay like this for a while, okay?"

"……can."

The pressure gripped his heart and gradually spread to cover his whole body. Qiao Wen was a little flustered. Although he instinctively blinked a little confused after hearing Vina's words, he nodded quickly and slightly.

"Well, good boy."

The back of the head was touched, and Vina's murmur came from her ear: "By the way, if you have any questions, you can already ask your sister?"

"..."

Hearing these words, the expression on Qiao Wen's face froze slightly.

"Then... I asked, the'Al' who attacked me yesterday... Where is it now?"

But after hesitating for a while, Qiao Wen still asked.

——Who knows.

The blushing side face and Qiao Wen's cheeks unknowingly stuck together, and Vina rubbed him affectionately.

This time, although she didn't speak, Qiao Wen's mind had such an answer inexplicably.

"Then... If I was really gotten into my body by those black mists yesterday... Will it be his container directly?"

The tip of his nose was scented, and feeling the strength of the Witch's arms tightening, Qiao Wen struggled unconsciously.

--I do not know.

However, after arbitrarily suppressing Qiao Wen's struggling strength, Vina's voice replied so in his mind.

"No, wait... Sister Vina? You two... don't seem to be answering? It's not reassuring at all..."

Unable to move, Qiao Wen couldn't help but hesitated and opened his mouth with a hesitation after he couldn't get the answer he wanted to ask twice.

"If you are so scared, wouldn't it be nice not to leave me in the future?"

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Codewords fell asleep in the early morning...just woke up, sorry--

Chapter 063: The strength is so small, did you not eat

"If you are so scared, wouldn't it be nice not to leave me in the future?"

For some reason, this time Vina chose to use words to answer Qiao Wen.

The soft touch on the chest was squeezed, and the strength from the back became more and more obvious, even at this moment... Qiao Wen could still vaguely feel the slight stiff sensation from the body of the Wei Witch.

'This dimensional witch... is she nervous now?Even if she said this sentence when she was drunk, she would feel nervous subconsciously?'