My Archangel

It was the same as before, as if she really thought so.

In the end, Qiao Wen could only gritted his teeth silently, lowered his eyes slightly, and nodded his head obediently.

"..."

What Qiao Wen didn't notice, however, was that at the moment he lowered his eyes slightly, Vina, who was walking in front of him, showed a slightly relieved expression.

After half a minute.

Squeak

As the door of the bedroom was gently pushed open by Qiao Wen, who was holding the quilt, Qiao Wen walked in silently.

The first time he entered the bedroom, Qiao Wen calmly glanced at the empty bed not far away, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, his peripheral vision shifted further and looked at the closet about ten meters away from the bed.

When he noticed that the door of the wardrobe was still closed as it was when he left the room more than ten hours ago, the stone that Qiao Wen had originally held in his heart finally fell back to the ground.

"What's the matter Al? Lay the sheets first, do you want my sister to help?"

Right here, Vina's voice reached Qiao Wen's ear again.

"Ah...no, I can do it myself."

Recovered from the brief stupefaction, Qiao Wen shook his head, walked quickly to the bed and threw the sheets and quilt he was holding on top of the bed, and then began to lay a little frantically.

However, I don’t know if it’s because Ah Jiu helps to organize it at any time. I haven’t done this kind of meticulous work for a long time. Or because of other reasons, the result of Qiao Wen’s own hands is not very ideal. The sheets on the big bed are full of wrinkles no matter how they are arranged.

"...Shall I let my sister come?"

This is, with a little helplessness in Vina's tone on the side, she casually placed the medicine jar in her hand on the cabinet next to her, and then took the initiative to walk over, leaning against the bed and carefully sorting the sheets for Qiao Wen.

"...Thank you, sister Vina."

After stepping away, watching the witch who behaved inexplicably and considerately in front of him, and completely inconsistent with the impression in his mind, the expression on Qiao Wen's face seemed a little stiff.

"Well, it's much better this way."

It didn't take too long before the original messy sheets became smooth again under the hands of the Wei Witch.

"call……"

After doing all of this, Vina sighed a little, then stood up again, and turned her gentle eyes on Qiao Wen: "Then, Al should go to bed early. Remember to change the dressing in time. Sister go down first?"

"Um... I see, good night sister Vina."

Under Vina's gaze, and did not choose to meet her gaze again, Qiao Wen turned his gaze slightly and nodded his head silently.

"good night."

Without too much nostalgia, after gently rubbing Qiao Wen's head and saying goodnight, Vina left the bedroom straight away.

Also closed the door incidentally.

"..."

After Vina left, the whole bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Almost subconsciously, Qiao Wen turned his head slightly and cast his eyes on the medicine jar by the door.

After entering the door earlier, Vina casually placed the medicine jar containing the special medicine he had waited for a day.

However, at this moment, watching the medicine jar, even Qiao Wen himself was a little surprised at his current reaction.

Because he found that if it were him not long ago, he must have been eager to pick up the medicine jar now.

But now... to stare at the medicine jar, Qiao Wen felt that his legs were inexplicably heavy, just like being dropped by the dragon Miao Qi with a doubling of gravity.

How should I put it, since hearing the words of the witch in the study before, Qiao Wen now feels heavier every time he makes eye contact with the witch.

Of course he knew what it was.

A feeling of guilt that is unavoidable when using "family affection".

To be honest, there was a moment when Qiao Wen even suspected that this Dimension Witch had chosen to stop Search Home on purpose at that time, and then said that, trying to torture him with guilt.

At that time, after thinking about it for a while, Qiao Wen felt that this possibility was not true.

After all, if you want to torture and warn him who might have hid someone in this hut without authorization, Victoria Witch has more methods, and there is no need to go around some bends like now...

"..."

Qiao Wen stood there silent for a moment.

Time passed, when the wall clock hands in the bedroom circled a small circle, until more than ten minutes after the Victoria Witch left the bedroom, Qiao Wen gritted his teeth silently.

He knew that what he needed most was these special medicines, so he finally took the initiative to walk to the cabinet and hugged the medicine jar on it.

Very heavy.

The powder inside... seems to be larger than this morning, at least enough for him and the archangel.

However, after realizing this, Qiao Wen tried to make himself happier, but failed.

"It's so heavy..."

Shen in various senses.

Lips moved, maintaining the posture of holding the medicine jar with both hands, Qiao Wen checked the bedroom door that was tightly closed beside him.

He originally wanted to make a useless act of locking the door to masturbate, but in the end... he still didn't do it.

Taking a deep breath, turning around slightly, Qiao Wen walked to the closet holding the medicine jar.

Now that a new day had arrived, he was going to go to bed after changing the medicine for the archangel and himself.

"Master Elisa... are you still awake?"

Putting the medicine jar by the closet door, Qiao Wen knocked on the cabinet door lightly, and asked in a low voice.

But... there was no response.

Seeing this, Qiao Wen hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out his hand to help the doorknob of the closet door and gently opened the door.

Then soon, he saw the archangel leaning against the corner of the cabinet, who was slightly curled up, and covered with a thick cotton blanket.

'...Are you asleep again?'