My Archangel

At this moment, after handing the blood phoenix spar prepared in advance to the giant dragon in front of him, and reminding the other party, the nun simply stopped the conversation and then prepared to leave.

——Woman, wait a minute.

But at this moment, the dragon Miao Qi stopped the nun in front of him.

——I just woke up in the past few days, and I am not very clear about some things.

——Li Siren's so-called expedition is about to begin soon... Will it help here?

Looking at the nun who had already turned around, just turned her head slightly to look at her, the dragon Miao Qi asked.

"Yes, if it is a complete human sacred artifact, it can theoretically help the situation."

Regarding such a question of the dragon Miao Qi, the nun just showed a flat expression on her face and smiled slightly: "However, for these frail lives that have done nothing for ten thousand years, please try not to have any expectations."

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Patter, patter...

In the quiet corridor, the sound of the soles of the boots on the wooden floor was clearly audible.

It's Erisa.

At this moment, after hearing this voice, a certain quilt angel suddenly appeared in Qiao Wen's mind.

Although in the past the sound of such high-heeled boots walking in the hallway of the cabin was almost exclusively for Vina, now Vina is doing whatever he wants in front of his eyes. The voice in the corridor outside the door is naturally the same as wearing Vina’s clothes. Elisa got it.

His eyes opened slightly, and after realizing this, some complicated emotions suddenly appeared in Qiao Wen's mind.

How should I put it... He wants to get rid of this situation now.

But... totally impossible.

The whole body was sealed up and down, and his mouth was sealed, and even his vision was almost obscured by Vina's cheek close at hand.

'This guy...no wonder why he wanted to specifically talk about empathy just now, because he just didn't want to be disturbed because of empathy...?Rather, why do you want to do this...?When did she get this idea to me...?'

At this moment, Qiao Wen was praying.

He was praying in his mind that the quilt angel who had reached a certain agreement with the presumptuous witch in front of him... could enter the study without empathy, and then let the witch stop the absurdity behavior.

But... it backfired.

The various developments in reality are always full of unknown possibilities.

Just like now.

Qiao Wen thought that although the quilt angel had no sympathy, he could still follow the connection between the two, knowing that he was in the study, and then poked his head to take a look at him.

However...in fact, it did not.

The clatter of footsteps appeared at the entrance of the study, but they went straight over without stopping.

It seems...that quilt angel just passed by.

No, it's not so much passing by, it's more like passing by the entrance of the study... I speeded up my pace.

"..."

After realizing this, the expression on Qiao Wen's face instantly became stiff to the point that he could no longer be stiff.

Although it’s not clear that the quilt angel who had a good relationship with him not long ago, why didn’t he even poke his head in to take a look at him when he passed the door, and instead speeded up to leave, but...the only thing Qiao Wen can confirm at this time That is, the warm touch from Vina's lips is constantly stimulating his brain nerves.

And... the difference from the last time that was like a wooden person's reaction is that this time this witch-sama... is constantly trying, adjusting the angle slightly.

It is like a beginner who has just stepped into a new world and is curious about everything in this world.

Qiao Wen didn't know what she planned to do.

Although the kiss was a kiss, but... Qiao Wen didn't understand why this witch-sama would suddenly do such a thing to herself at this time.

What's the point of this?Pure self-satisfaction?

This witch...is there something wrong with her thinking?

Obviously in his previous fantasy, even if he did this kind of thing... then he himself should be the one who has the initiative.

But, what is obvious is...now Qiao Wen also knows very well that in front of this witch whose head seems to have been broken, he is just a fish to be cut.

…unhappy.

As a normal man, in his previous life, Qiao Wen had indeed fantasized about having a relationship with his super beautiful, super gentle and super rich big sister.

Then, under the care of the other party, he becomes a waste person who can only make rubbish in society.

Even, for a while, Qiao Wen was still entangled in two diametrically opposed dreams of becoming a "trash man" and "becoming an actor".

Although he chose the path of "actor" for the time being in the end, the option of "trash man" has actually been retained by him as one of the backup options.

——If you can't perform well, try hard to become a rubbish.

Well, Qiao Wen, who hadn't seen a knife at that time, did think so.

But now, even though the face, character, or attitude of Vina in front of him, they all meet... No, they have exceeded all the standards in his mind, but for some reason, Qiao Wen did not produce most of them. An emotion called "happy".

There is an inexplicable feeling of being forced.

This witch... has clearly shown respect for her own thoughts in the past few days, but is she all pretending in the end?

After all, for this guy, this weak human being... after all is just a toy that is easily forced when she has a problem with her mind?

At this moment, with such thoughts spreading in his mind bit by bit, Qiao Wen watched the witch who was closing her eyes tightly and seemed to be nervous, and the emotions in his heart gradually became colder. .

At the same time, the slightly accelerating heartbeat in the chest... also gradually recovered.

The answer is "NO".

At this moment, although from the witch's almost paranoid behavior, it is clear that the other party really likes herself, but...for this completely unequal love, Qiao Wen did not have any fluctuations in his heart. .

'...Kiss if you want, I haven't met inside anyway. In a sense, I'm still a pure person.'

The thoughts in his mind were surging bit by bit, and finally, after coming to this conclusion, Qiao Wen slowly closed his eyes and gave up thinking.

No, after all, even if he wanted to do something, he couldn't do it at all.

Although I thought I had become a lot stronger, but... how to say it, it was still far behind the true Lord God.