My Archangel

"..."

In the end, although I felt that the archangel's gaze looking at him seemed stranger than just now, Qiao Wen seemed a little reluctant to see her, and slightly nodded at himself.

"That's really great. Now that the decision is made... let us hurry up and get into the subject."

Seeing Erisa nodded, Qiao Wen also slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then slightly raised his hand in the gaze of the angel, and pointed to the closet in the corner not far away.

"Well, Lord Elisa, although you just finished applying the medicine, it might not be good for me to say that, but... can you please stay in that cabinet during the period of healing?"

That was when Qiao Wen had just summoned the archangel over a long time ago, he gave her a place to hide.

Now, after encountering a situation somewhat similar to that at that time, this wardrobe continued to be used again by Qiao Wen.

Rather, before getting enough powder to cure the archangel, Qiao Wen felt that the best choice for now was to temporarily hide the quilt angel in that cabinet.

"...?"

On the other side, after hearing that Qiao Wen had restored the words "sir" behind his name again, the visibly shaken look on the archangel's face...had calmed down again.

She rolled her head quietly and looked in the direction of Qiao Wen's fingers.

Then when her gaze also noticed the wardrobe in the corner that made her a little familiar, she suddenly bulged her cheeks subconsciously.

Obviously, the time spent in the closet before... is not a good memory for her.

However, what surprised Qiao Wen was that although the expression on his face did not look very happy, after being arranged in this way by himself, the archangel still turned his head and stared at him again, and finally nodded quietly. Head.

This seemingly "obedient and sensible" appearance directly caused Qiao Wen's originally prepared comforting statement to get stuck in his mouth and couldn't say it.

"Then, please go there first, I will try my best to send you the things and medicines you need in time... Oh, yes, you can bring in quilts and pillows, although the conditions are still It's very bad, but it can improve some experience for the time being. Also, during this period, don't come out of the cabinet like the last time."

"Otherwise, whether it is seen by Ajiu or by sister Vina, things will be very bad."

With that said, Qiao Wen looked at Elysha, with a helpless smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I can do it with my current ability...probably there is only this."

"..."

Regarding Qiao Wen's statement, the archangel calmly accepted it.

Then in the next moment, Qiao Wen saw the angel standing still sitting on his lap, straightening his waist slightly, and habitually opening his slender arms.

"...? No, wait for Master Elisa, this is only 20 meters away, don't you still need transportation tools? No, you can't do it, you first look at the wound on my stomach that just opened. I knew I couldn’t do it now—"

Seeing this familiar scene in front of him, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, then the corner of his eyes jumped, the expression on his face became a little stiff in an instant, and he subconsciously refused.

Just kidding, he was just holding the quilt and the wound was torn when he moved it, now?

And... after rubbing the powder on the quilt angel just now, Qiao Wen felt that the weight she was sitting on her legs had increased a lot.

Obviously, this guy will be very heavy before all the medicinal effects inside the powder are absorbed and consumed.

Although she is a cute girl who doesn't count as a loss to hug, what Qiao Wen sees when looking at her at this time is just the wound that will crack open from her hug.

"...And Elisa-sama, I feel that your strength just now was quite strong. Haven't you recovered a bit after applying the medicine? Or... you...?"

At this point, the last few words of Qiao Wen stopped abruptly.

Because he had already noticed that after the angel in front of him spoke, his face did not show emotions such as dissatisfaction or unhappiness...but quietly became a little depressed.

"Well, it was a joke just now. Of course, I would be happy to send Master Elisa to you, but I probably need to use my back."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen's eyes twitched.

After hesitating, there was a reluctant smile on his face, and he still spoke like this.

"..."

Then, he saw that the face of the archangel in front of him was instantly cloudy and clear, and his arms, which had just dropped a little, were raised slightly again and opened to him.

'This guy...play me?'

'and many more?Where did you learn this bad thing?...No, it seems that there is no trace of acting. Is it possible that she thought that way?'

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen's eyes suddenly twitched more clearly.

"... Well, you get off me first, so that I can turn over."

In the end, looking at the archangel whose expression on his face had finally become slightly better during this period of time, Qiao Wen still silently accepted.

...

...

Time passed, quietly from morning to evening.

Forest hut, first floor, laboratory.

"Ajiu, pour the dragon heart powder over there into the fourth bottle, and put a little less."

"Also, the pine spirits in the No. 9 tank are almost soaked. Take them out, put them into the No. 6 bottle, and crush them."

"understand--"

Under Vina's concise command, Ah Jiu was dangling with nine strong and powerful tentacles, and followed the instructions.

The injuries left on those tentacles the day before yesterday have been completely healed after a day of treatment, and the thick bandages on it have been completely removed, allowing it to restore its normal mobility.

Now, it is making powder that can cure the erosion of dark matter, and it is almost reaching the final stage.

Ah Jiu has experience. The last time he made this powder, it had done most of the actual operations under Vina's instructions, so it seemed easy at this time.

At this time, when he was highly concentrated, Ah Jiu even subconsciously used the voice of his hostess to judge the other party's mood.

Master Vina is not in a good mood.

It doesn't seem to be bad because the young master was injured, but another kind of bad mood with more tangled and complicated reasons.

But of course Ah Jiu would not take the initiative to raise this point. Since consciously, its principles of action have all been based on its own master. What should be asked and what should not be asked... Of course it is very clear.

"..."

On the other side, Vina was giving precise verbal instructions while her eyes were low and her mind was full of thoughts.

At this moment, just as Ah Jiu observed, her mood was indeed a bit complicated.

Although it is not bad, it is not good either.

As for the specific reason...Of course it has something to do with the "Al" who is staying in her bedroom now.