My Archangel

In addition to being taller, there is probably another difference.

'No, what do you think... these are not the main points.'

Suddenly realizing that his thinking was a little off, Qiao Wen suddenly shook his head and pulled his thoughts back on track.

'Uh... It seems that there is no sign of waking up, is it really too tired after a long time?'

After observing Vina's sleeping face again, and finding that there was nothing unusual, Qiao Wen took a deep breath again and walked out of the study door staggeringly holding her.

I don’t know if it’s because the quilt angel forcibly rubbed the medicine last night. Even if Qiao Wen walked slowly around holding Vina, who was heavier than the quilt angel, the wound on his abdomen didn’t need it. Signs of tearing.

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Three minutes later.

Lifting his foot and slightly kicked open the bedroom door that was half-hidden in front of him, Qiao Wen hugged Vina and walked into the room.

"..."

There was a slight breath in his mouth. Although the wound was not torn, Qiao Wen's physical strength has not recovered at all. At this time, after walking slowly on the corridor carrying the witch for nearly three minutes, he already felt a little bit tired.

"Um... still ten meters."

Looking at the bed already in front of him, Qiao Wen walked over step by step.

'…at last.'

After a while, about twenty seconds passed, Qiao Wen finally walked to the bed.

The next moment, when Qiao Wen sinked his strength and raised his arms with enthusiasm to throw the witch in his arms onto the slightly higher bed, he suddenly felt a little cold touch and strength coming from the back of his head. .

"…Eh?"

Then, after being dragged to the bed sheet by this force and buried his entire face on a familiar soft place, Qiao Wen returned to his senses in a daze.

But as soon as he regained consciousness, Qiao Wen heard a burst of heartbeats that were gradually accelerating in frequency.

"You... Sister Vina? Are you awake?"

After struggling subconsciously, only to find that the force coming from the back of his head made him completely unable to resist, Qiao Wen realized this.

At the same time, at this time, he realized that it seemed that during the process he was carrying just now, the transparent shield that had haunted Vina had no idea when.

This guy... seems to have woken up earlier.

"Al...what to do...?"

However, at this moment, just as Qiao Wen opened his mouth in a bit of astonishment, and was wondering why this witch would pretend to sleep and squeeze herself, that strange sound came into his ears.

"Sister Vina...? What's wrong with you?"

Subconsciously feeling something was wrong, Qiao Wen struggled again.

However, it still cannot be broken.

However, compared to just now, Vina's hands around the back of his head have relaxed slightly, allowing him to lift his head slightly and see the expression on the witch's face from a little lower.

Then he froze.

Because he found that even though the expression on the witch's face at this time did not seem to have changed much compared to usual, the look in the eyes that were looking at him...had already changed unconsciously. Must be gentle to the extreme.

"...It feels weird. I saw you by my side as soon as I woke up. Now whether it's the body or the head... it feels so strange."

At this moment, the corners of the warm lips opened slightly, and Vina's voice came into Qiao Wen's ear again: "I know that it's not enough now... Now I still need to endure... But... it seems that I can't help it, that... …Sister, can I advance a little bit in advance? A little bit is enough..."

"Ha? Advance...what? Sister Vina, what do you mean?"

Hearing these words, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, and blinked blankly.

"..."

However, this time Vina didn't use words to respond to him anymore, just slightly pressed her lips, as if forcibly mustering some courage, and watched him quietly.

"Wait, wait? Sister Vina? You should be normal first."

Meeting this line of sight at a very close distance, Qiao Wen, who was clearly aware of the meaning of it, was taken aback, and the expression on his face was almost instinctively stiff.

"...No way?"

The eyelids drooped slightly, and after clearly noticing the almost instinctive rejection reaction on Qiao Wen's face, Vina didn't have any strong plans, but her gaze suddenly became much lower.

"Um...no."

For some reason, after noticing the change in Vina's eyes, Qiao Wen's expression on his face stiffened a little, and then he said: "This is a bit abnormal. I don't think about you like Vina...I I think it won't work for you or me."

"...Obviously I mean the face, too?"

Then, as soon as Qiao Wen's voice fell, I heard Vina's voice that had become a little bit angry in addition to being low.

"what?"

After being stunned, his brain slowly understood the meaning of this sentence, Qiao Wen subconsciously stared at Vina with some blank eyes.

"I'm my sister, right...? That's not okay?"

In the past, the cold cheeks were slightly bulging. At this moment, I don’t know if it was because of Qiao Wen’s refusal to get into the horns. Vina seemed to be turned on some strange switch, but suddenly became Some are much stronger.

"...Face...?"

Hearing these words, Qiao Wen blinked in surprise instead.

For some reason, at this moment, with an inexplicable heavy emotion rushing to his mind, recalling the "family affection and hypocrisy" that he had realized not long ago, in the end, under the gaze of the witch-sama, Qiao Wen was a little bit unhappy. He opened his mouth too sure.

"It's okay... but I don't think it is necessary... Huh? Wait?"

The next moment, before he finished speaking, he felt a little weak force coming from the back of his head.

At the same time, the glamorous cheeks of the witch in front of her who were already close at hand were once again pulled closer.

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Forest of Monsters, forest hut, second floor bedroom.

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