My Archangel

Then, the expression on his face freezes in vain.

Because at this moment, on the quilt on his right side, Vina was sleeping quietly, and there was a little bit of anguish on that sleeping face that was hard to hide.

Although Qiao Wen was covered in the quilt, his right hand extending out of the quilt at this time was being gripped tightly by the hands of the witch-sama, completely struggling.

For some reason, this witch-sama seemed to think that he would suddenly evaporate. Even in her sleep, she still dragged him firmly.

"..."

Struggling with his right hand, Qiao Wen moved his left hand instinctively.

However, he found himself still struggling.

Soon he turned his head and looked around, and noticed that there was a person on the quilt on his left.

No... he pressed an archangel who also frowned inexplicably while sleeping.

At this moment, just like the situation on Vina's side, the archangel seemed to suspect that he would evaporate from the world. Even in his sleep, he was firmly holding his wrist and motionless.

"That's it... I am now... still dreaming?"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen relaxed little by little.

After all, how should I say, this kind of angel on the left and the witch on the right... She is still surrounded by the strange unfolding in the middle, no matter what she thinks, it can't happen in reality.

Let’s not mention anything else, just talk about the personality of the two guys, on the one hand, they are strong and the desire for exclusiveness is obvious, on the other hand, they are impatient and can’t stand grievances... let alone let these two incompatible guys live in peace, just live in the same room. Probably something will happen.

So, this must be a dream.

And... it's still a rough and weird... and even some terrifying dreams.

He didn't intend to continue to have such an infinite nightmare, so Qiao Wen decided to adopt the forced separation method.

For example, although he can't move his hands in a dream now, Qiao Wen still has a tongue.

Now that I have realized that I am dreaming, I just need to bite hard and I will probably wake up——

Do what you say has always been Qiao Wen's life rule.

Therefore, after thinking of this method, he opened his mouth slightly and executed it without hesitation!

"...Stupid dream, wake me up."

Click!

After taking a bite, with an unexpected burst of intense pain spreading rapidly on the tongue, the calm expression on Qiao Wen's face suddenly changed!

"……hiss?!"

His eyes were wrapped in a faint mist in an instant, almost instinctively, Qiao Wen opened his mouth and took a breath of cold air——

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The concept of time seemed to flow extremely slowly in this intense pain, and the residual temperature after the severe pain continued to ferment on the tongue.

In just a few seconds, Qiao Wen was already oozing cold sweat on his forehead, his face flushed, and his eyes couldn't stop rushing into the battle.

NMD... why is it so painful.

This is not a dream?

With such a thought coming to mind, Qiao Wen suddenly felt a wave of weak force on his left hand and right wrist.

After he realized that he had made a little noise just now, at this moment, there was a small sound from both sides of him at the same time...

This dimensional witch and the quilt angel... seem to be awake...?

Chapter 077: The Big Brother Takes Me

When he woke up, Qiao Wen was frightened.

A witch was sleeping on the right, she was pressed on her quilt without even taking off her boots.

An angel was sleeping on the left, and he was pressed on his quilt without taking off his boots.

And... the wrist is numb.

There was not much magic power reserve... but also because the arm was held in a coma for too long, and the shield situation was consumed.

At this moment, looking back and forth at Vina and Elisa, who had not known how long they had held their hands, Qiaowen only felt that the two wrists were no longer his own.

Especially the wrist of the left hand.

The quilt angel didn't know how to do it. He obviously seemed to be asleep, but the strength was so ridiculous that he just grabbed him near his wrist and lost consciousness.

Qiao Wen even felt that if she worked harder, her left wrist would probably be broken directly.

'...Well, that's how it is, that's how it is, so let's get back to sleep for a while.'

At this moment, Qiao Wen suddenly felt a little sleepy subjectively again, and didn't know if it was because of local blood circulation.

Especially after realizing that this weird situation beside him was a little scary... He just woke up, and suddenly felt that sleepiness became more and more real.

If you knew you would wake up in your own room, you would be frightened by a woman...

"No... you have to think for the better. What if the strange scenery in front of me is still not reality, but the kind of deep dream that is on the fifth floor and can't wake up just by biting the tongue...?'

'...'

Well, by now, putting aside these boring fantasies, Qiao Wen has given up thinking.

Because he has realized that what is now before his eyes is indeed reality.

At the same time, he also realized that the current situation was completely beyond his grasp.

How can I put it, since last night, he was confused by the archangel who was now lying on the quilt on his left. Until now he regained consciousness, he didn't even know what happened.

'Now it seems that this quilt... After fainting me, he took the initiative to talk to Vina...?'

'Indeed, there is a saying, whether it's her usual temperament, or the look she stared at me last night... it's totally possible.'

'But how did she communicate with Vina?I think with Vina's character, if there is no external cause involved... it would not be so easy to talk, otherwise, I would not bite the bullet and pretend to be stupid until now.'

Recalling the look in his mind when the archangel stared at him last night, Qiao Wen's thinking fell into a deadlock for a while.

"the sixth time……"

At this moment, a slight voice came from Qiao Wen's right ear.