My Archangel

In an instant, Vina noticed that the thought in her mind that had been forcibly suppressed by her before, was a vague sign of recovery...

However, after thinking that the consequences of doing this were almost impossible to recover, the expression on her face froze again, and the lips that were originally just pressed turned into bites unknowingly.

"Oh, is this witch-sama thinking about something strange...?'

On the other hand, even though the expression on Vina's face changed very slightly when she turned sideways to stare at herself, Qiao Wen still clearly captured this detail.

However, he found inexplicably...Even after meeting the sight of this witch-sama, he was not as nervous as usual.

No, of course there is still tension, but the degree has been reduced a lot.

Although it was clear that the Lord Witch in front of him was a real tiger, Qiao Wen felt inexplicably as if he was being stared at by a seemingly fierce paper tiger.

'...This kind of lax reaction is because in my subconscious...Is it already clear that she will not harm me?At least not now...'

Perceiving his own psychological changes during this period, Qiao Wen's mind gradually came up with this guess.

"Sister Vina, do you still have the slip of delivery in your hand?"

Thinking about this, and at the same time observing that the expression on Vina's face had begun to change from rigid to low, Qiao Wen thought for a while and said.

"…Eh?"

Hearing his words, Vina, whose eyes had already fallen to the point where she had lost her gaze, was stunned, and subconsciously raised her head.

"If there are any... that, please give it to me."

This time, meeting Vina's gaze from a very close front, Qiao Wen showed a very serious expression.

"..."

Staring at Qiao Wen's face, Vina was taken aback for a moment, and a slightly uncertain expression gradually appeared on her face: "...really?"

"Really."

Although Vina’s question sounded a little different from Qiao Wen’s words just now, he still understood the meaning of the witch-sama’s words, and the smile on his face suddenly became much more sincere. "Look at Sister Vina, didn't I just come back by myself this time? This... is probably the fate of the family."

"Yes, but my sister doesn't want to mention the reason for coming back."

However, after Qiao Wen finished saying this, he met the witch's cold eyes: "Al, sister from birth to now...this is the first time I have been so wronged, although I don't have any complaints now."

"..."

Suddenly, the other party glared at him with a slightly kind look, Qiao Wen's face was stunned.

"...But my sister believes in you."

However, before Qiao Wen could respond, he saw Vina smiling at him: "Anyway, you have my mark on your body. Al shouldn't ask a woman to help wipe it after leaving here. Did you drop it?"

"Um...no."

Qiao Wen shook his head silently.

"Then... shoulders, please. I haven't experienced Al's massage for a long time. I miss it a little bit."

The next moment, with the slightly relaxed voice confided from Vina's mouth again, the witch-sama had turned around again and handed her defenseless back to Qiao Wen.

At the same time, she gently hooked her fingers toward the hanger in the distance. Immediately, a small handy note emerged from the purse of a coat on the hanger, and faltered towards her hand. Come here.

'Using ordinary paper can be used as transport paper...?Is this woman too strong, or is she too strong?'

On the other side, he put his moved hands on the somewhat stiff slender shoulders in front of him, Qiao Wen tentatively exerted his force while watching with a bit of astonishment at the dimension that had already begun to draw the teleportation array on the paper with the divine power factor. Na, look surprised.

"Um... Al, you can use a little harder..."

At this moment, the voice that sounded a little hesitant also passed from Vina's mouth to Qiao Wen's ear.

"understood."

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wen also took a deep breath, let go of some hands and feet, and massaged hard.

For a while, the whole bedroom became quiet little by little.

...

...

Twenty minutes later.

"Sister Navina, good night."

There were a few more notes in his purse. After walking out of the bedroom door on the first floor, Qiao Wen turned to look at Vina, who was panting behind him, and said goodbye very well.

"OK, good night……"

Watching Qiao Wen leave the room, after seeing the little devil finally turned her head, Vina also calmed down her breath, a little smile appeared on her face, and softly reminded: "Remember to go to bed early. There will be one last comparison tomorrow. I want to teach you the usual magic sister."

"okay, got it."

A little expectant smile appeared on his face again, Qiao Wen nodded, and was about to close the door again.

"Ah... wait a minute, sister has one more thing to give you."

However, just as Qiaowen was about to close the door, Vina's voice that sounded like she had suddenly remembered came from the room again.

"...?"

Hearing these words, the movement of his hands paused for a while, Qiao Wen subconsciously looked into the room.

Then, he found that Vina, who was still sitting in the chair, had left the place and moved to a closet.

After opening the closet door, she took out a pillow from inside, then turned and walked to the bedroom door, and handed it to Qiao Wen.

"this is……?"

After receiving the pillow subconsciously, Qiao Wen blinked a little blankly: "Why give me this?"

"Also ask why... Didn't you forget to bring your pillow with you yesterday? So my sister will bring it to you now."

Looking at Qiao Wen who was confused, Vina smiled strangely: "Is there any problem?"

"...Ah, no, no problem."

Qiao Wen's doubts got this answer.

However, he was even more puzzled.

I was very tired after going back to the house after studying yesterday. Besides, I was tossed by the quilt angel again and left completely...He wasn't too sure whether he had brought a pillow or not.