My Archangel

At this moment, he smelled a scent on the tip of his nose, facing Dai'er who was already close to him, Qiao Wen blinked first, then took a step back a little later.

"Look, you were not right like this a long time ago. It's just a small box, and it's nothing shameful."

Immediately, he put down his right hand and opened his mouth. While saying this, he took the initiative to hand the small box in his hand to the little female dragon again.

"..."

However, for some reason, although she was so angry that she had exposed her nature a few seconds ago, and even couldn't help but grab it, at this time, when Qiao Wen handed the small box to Dai'er again, she still did not reach out to take it.

Instead... She raised her head, took a step forward, and then without a word, she just stared at Qiao Wen from close range with her fierce eyes.

"You guy... from just now, did you deliberately anger me?"

The impulsive voice seemed to be touching between the teeth, and Qiao Wen’s face was reflected in his pupils. At this moment, the quiet silver eyes almost burst into flames: "I know, you can laugh if you want to. Huh? Don't hold back like a kappa, I Delir Yunado... I don't care about the inferior vision of someone like you who judges people by appearance."

"Don't wait, you seem to have misunderstood something."

After hearing this sentence, the expression on Qiao Wen's face changed slightly.

"What silly thing are you talking about, what's wrong with being flat."

"…what?"

After hesitating for a while, he subconsciously glanced at the door of the store and there was no one in sight, Qiao Wen stretched out his hands and took the initiative to pat on Dai'er's shoulder, frowned, and stared at the obvious change with a very calm gaze. Dai'er, who was a little confused, said in a deep voice: "I didn't seem to laugh at you from start to finish, right? It's you who said this inexplicably...You guy, are you looking down on Ping?"

"...Eh, eh??"

Dai'er didn't expect it at all, but was stared at her inexplicably, and the blankness in her eyes became more and more dense.

"Save fabric, don't sag, don't usually have shoulder pain, and can even easily dress up as a man... What is your dissatisfaction?"

Saying this, Qiao Wen also moved his gaze slightly, stared at Dai'er for a while, and then continued to speak: "Besides, you haven't reached the level of evading barrage. I don't know exactly what you are struggling with. what."

"...Wait, wait...?? Avoid...Barrage? What are you talking about all of a sudden, you guy...!"

Subconsciously raised his hands to cover his chest and took two steps back, a blushing uncontrollably climbed onto the face, the breathing rhythm became a bit turbulent, and after being asked a series of questions inexplicably, she was able to come back to her senses, and Dyer was vicious. He stared at Qiao Wen: "Do you want to be beaten?"

"Don't get excited, I haven't finished talking here."

Qiao Wen seemed to have expected Dai'er's reaction a long time ago. He looked at the somewhat unreasonable little dragon in front of him, and calmly added: "Besides, I feel like you. I like to use the arrow type. If it’s flat, wouldn’t it be much more convenient every time I shoot an arrow? I’ve seen several very plump women archery before. The posture looks tired, isn't it better for you to be flat?"

"..."

This time, looking at Qiao Wen who seemed to be speaking rather rudely, Dai Er fell silent a little.

Although she could faintly feel that Qiao Wen was comforting herself now, but...for some reason, she was totally unhappy.

"Moreover, Miss Dai'er, isn't your father the legendary silver dragon? Obviously you can use dragon's breath, an innate super long-range attack method, but you are still willing to insist on using bows and arrows... This is not because you have Do you have the courage to implement your beliefs if you don’t want to go with the flow?"

As he said this, the expression on Qiao Wen’s face became deeper and deeper, and his eyes flashed with a touch of what he had learned from Elsia not long ago, the holy light without the slightest impurity, and his words were opened. Said: "You don't hesitate to carry out the cutting-edge road without the dragon's breath. With such a strong New Year, don't you think...the'flat' on your body is the best gift destiny bestows on you?"

"...Wait, wait...you...this...enough, don't talk about it..."

At this moment, as Qiao Wen's voice fell, the expression on Dai'er's face completely froze, as if being stabbed in a painful spot, the whole person was completely messed up.

"Ha...so the young people now..."

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wen sighed slightly after noticing Dai'er's reaction: "Finally understand? I was watching you get into the tip of the horn, so I simply wanted to enlighten you as a friend. , Forget it if you don’t appreciate it, and stare at me in turn, oh...

"...!"

As soon as Qiao Wen's voice fell, he felt the sight of the evil dragon again.

Obviously, although she did not fully understand the meaning of Qiao Wen's words just now, it did not prevent her from using Qiao Wen's tone to discern what he wanted to express.

But this time, Qiao Wen quickly noticed that the pressure in his sight was slightly weakened.

"...You...just now...really speaking those words for my consideration?"

Then he heard a voice that seemed rather uncertain from the little female dragon's mouth.

"Of course, you don't know who I am. Honest, magnanimous, and helpful... I am a good man regarded as the Virgin by the friends of the world."

In this regard, Qiao Wen shrugged, and a bit of helplessness and freedom appeared on his face: "That's right, you don't need to care about Dale. After all, it was because my personality was so good in my previous life that many people did not believe it. I, in private, abused and ridiculed me... I'm used to it, really."

"...Yes, a certain magnanimous Mr. Madonna first put one ring around my neck, then put another ring around his own hand, and afterwards he resolutely put out a pair that would die with me. You lie to me like this."

However, this time, for Qiao Wen's confession, Dai Er just glanced at him with a rather indifferent gaze: "And, why didn't I hear any comfort from someone's mouth just now?"

"..."

Hearing these words, Qiao Wen blinked his eyes thoughtfully when he stared at Dai'er for a moment.

"...Sure enough, throw this away."

Then, he slightly retracted his right hand holding the small box, turned his side slightly, and made a gesture to throw it into a trash can not far away.

"Wait...!? Hurry up and stop you bastard!"

I don't know if it was because Qiao Wen's performance was too realistic. As soon as he took a throwing posture, the little female dragon in front of him was shocked and his eyes widened and anxious.

Click--!

The next moment, accompanied by a dull-sounding sound of falling to the ground, Qiao Wen's vision had already undergone a nearly ninety-degree turn, and the whole person was overwhelmed by the gravity coming from the sound to the ground.

"It hurts! Oh... it doesn't seem to hurt."

After realizing that he had fallen, Qiao Wen instinctively wanted to scream in pain, but after realizing that there was no pain feedback on his body, he soon realized that he still had a magic shield on his body.

'No, wait?As for the magic shield, I remember that when I was in the temple before, I was burned by the sacred fire...I haven't had time to replenish it yet, where is the shield?'

When this doubt suddenly appeared in Qiao Wen's mind, a touch of cold touch finally passed through the hair on the back of his head to his scalp, and his body was suddenly cold and stiff.

It was at this time that he realized that when he threw himself to the ground just now, the little dragon seemed to be ready to cover the back of his head in advance.

"..."

Then, just now, maintaining the state of being thrown to the ground, Qiao Wen felt a little weight on his body.

Subconsciously, he looked at him as he was lying on his body, already withdrawing his hands from the back of his head, and then reached out with a very clear purpose and took the small box held by his right hand back to the little female dragon in his hand, Qiao Wen silently Blinked.

"how?"

At this moment, when Qiao Wen looked over, Dai'er, who had turned from "squatting" to "sitting" on him, also seemed to feel this line of sight. She suddenly squinted and stared at him coldly. One glance: "I'll take back my own things, can't I?"

"No, if you speak earlier, I will give it to you directly. There is no need to be so frivolous..."

A wordless look appeared on his face, maintaining the posture of being pressed on the street in public. Qiao Wen said this, reluctantly raising his head again and again, and then lowered his head to look at the soiled clothes on his body.