My Archangel

However, from this smile, Qiao Wen was more...still puzzled besides simply being surprised.

Because he didn't feel that what he had done was enough to make this big sky look at him with this kind of gaze.

No, although he did encounter two serious and life-threatening dangers in a row after returning, whether it was the right chest being penetrated or the abdomen being stabbed...that was not his intention.

Originally, he even dared to make a decisive plan to tear off the transfer paper under the premise that he was safe after returning to the hut.

Looking back now, he simply wanted to try to save the quilt angel in front of him with the lowest risk and safest behavior.

Qiao Wen didn't feel that he now had the qualifications to be watched with an "open heart" gaze.

Of course, apart from some guilty conscience, the most important thing is his past experience.

He remembered the last woman who looked at him with such eyes...It was the guy who inexplicably stabbed the tip of a cold knife into her abdomen more than ten years ago.

Frankly speaking, if someone else stared at him like this, Qiao Wen would probably accept it silently.

After all, he didn't plan to spend long with people in this world.

But... if it were the archangel in front of me, it would be a little different.

After all, according to his Qiao Wen's prediction, after leaving this hut... in order to collect materials that can restore his supernatural power, he will have to spend at least a few months or even more than half a year with this quilt...

This look is very bad, bad in every sense.

And...for some reason, Qiao Wen always felt an indescribable sense of rejection when he stared at him with this quilt on his body.

At this moment, in addition to his mood, he thought of the archangel's eyes looking at him after he had rescued him in the passage, and there was something in Qiao Wen's heart that he didn't know very well.

It feels like a little bump has grown inexplicably.

"... Well, Master Elisa, you may have a misunderstanding about my wound."

After hesitating for a while, Qiao Wen made a move that he felt a little weird.

He intends to take the initiative to confess the incompetence and shame he had been trying to confuse the past.

"Frankly speaking, although I did plan to use bitter flesh before, but... this wound was unexpected. Sister Vina has an antidote in her hands, but I couldn't think of other ways to trick it out in a short time, so I used it. The most incompetent trick."

"And to be honest, originally I only planned to poke such a small wound, just a little bit... The other injuries on my body are almost accidents, all because I am too useless. If I were a little stronger, It's not that you can't do this without injury. In short, although there have been thoughts of sacrificing for you, there are very few."

With that said, Qiao Wen raised his right finger and pointed at the index finger of his left hand under the gaze of the archangel on his body, saying every word of his original plan.

"..."

However, what surprised Qiao Wen was that even though he explained the truth in this way, the angel in front of him remained unchanged.

Although the surprising smile has been slightly reduced, the happy mood on her face has not changed.

Even after listening to Qiao Wen's self-destruction, the previously apparently misunderstood archangel did not look at him with disappointed and speechless eyes, just stared at him with very, very quiet eyes.

There was already something in that sight that made Joe gentle and gentle.

Although there is only such a small trace... but it is indeed clearly visible.

"It always feels... Now this guy seems a little bit unable to hear me?'

After seeing this scene, Qiao Wen didn't say much after touching Erisa's eyes briefly.

After all, he said everything he wanted to say. As for the angel, believe it or not, he didn't care anyway.

"Then... Master Elisa, how are you feeling now? How effective are these medicines...?"

Therefore, he changed the subject and cast his eyes on the wound on the archangel's waist.

"..."

However, after Qiao Wen finished speaking, he still did not receive a response from the quilt angel.

Except for the slight softness in the eyes, the archangel's eyes were startled, she was looking at him in a daze, and only Qiao Wen's face was reflected in the aquamarine pupils.

"Hello, Lord Elisa? Can you hear me?"

Upon seeing this, after discovering that the angel in the quilt was still thinking about being distracted in this situation, Qiao Wen sighed a little helplessly, and couldn't help raising his hand again and shaking it in front of the angel's eyes. .

"...?"

Then, the archangel, whose eyes were somewhat ecstatic, finally blinked, and the spirit of running away inexplicably gradually recovered.

"I mean, how are you feeling around the wound now? Are there any discomforts? If you change the medicine every once in a while, can you tell how long it will take to heal?"

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wen asked again.

"..."

However, the long golden hair swayed slightly, and the expression on that cheek that was still sickly pale, the archangel silently shook his head to Qiao Wen.

"Really...In short, that is to say, there is no sign of deterioration. The injury has indeed improved as I see it now. These medicines are effective...right?"

Qiaowen was thoughtful as his eyes stayed on Elisa's wound.

How should I put it, although he now got the healing powder that could be used to give this archangel an emergency, what worries him is... the amount of powder needed to cure the archangel may exceed his imagination.

After all...Although erosion has also occurred due to injuries, it is clear that Qiao Wen's current degree of erosion is not comparable to the archangel in front of him.

What he is more worried about now is that even if the Witch makes a new batch of medicine in the future, the amount will not be enough for the obviously severely corroded Elysha.

If you want to make sure that the archangel is healed, Qiao Wen feels that instead of getting a new medicine and prescribing the option of teleporting and leaving here, it would be better to stay here and wait until the archangel’s wound is healed before making plans— —Of course, this method also has another risk of being discovered. As for how to choose, Qiao Wen still decides how many medicines Vina has prepared before making plans.

'But... I think about it now, Vina is also a little troublesome.'

And, for some reason, when he thought of that witch's face now, Qiao Wen realized that a strange emotion had unknowingly developed in his heart.

If it hadn't happened last night, Qiao Wen was very sure that he could still find opportunities to play her without any psychological burden, and continue to cheat drugs from her.

But... the situation is slightly different now.

Looking at Elyssa in front of him, there was a flash in his mind the moment the Witch Witch saw her when she woke up this morning. Qiao Wen always felt that her heart had become a little heavier without knowing it.

Frankly speaking, he doesn't really want to lie to this witch anymore.

"Ha... Now there is no room for me to think about this situation too much, Erisa must be cured... At least for this period, Vina cannot be allowed to find out, this is the absolute bottom line.'

Silently sighed, Qiao Wen knew what he needed to do now.

After realizing that he had a vague tendency to get into the horns, he quickly readjusted it.

"..."