My Archangel

No, if I have to say it, maybe...a long, long time ago, he did smell it once.

just one time.

It was the time when a certain lady was in front of Vina...the time when she applied strange potion to her face.

No way.

No, no, no, no???

"What's the matter? It's already here? Could it be that you bumped your head while teleporting?"

At this moment, a woman's voice that sounded particularly soft came from Qiao Wen's ear.

But that was not Vina's voice, nor was it Erisa's voice.

"If you don't open your eyes, sister will eat you right here?"

It seemed that Qiao Wen didn't react as expected when time was up. The woman moved her mouth further to Qiao Wen's ear, whispering sacrifice like this.

The next second, Qiao Wen opened his eyes.

Then, unsurprisingly, what attracted his eyes... was a face that made him feel a little strange.

Camilla.

For some reason, Qiao Wen, who originally felt that the journey he had sent was smooth sailing, this time, after arriving at the destination, was still with Camilla.

This lady... did you catch him in the end?

"Awesome eyes and facial expressions, this kind of expression mixed with confusion and panic, sister really likes it?"

Lifting his right hand, his slender fingers slid across Qiao Wen's face little by little. Camilla carefully observed the subtle changes in Qiao Wen's face after opening his eyes, and that glamorous face also appeared. A satisfied look.

After a long absence, she smiled from the bottom of her heart.

This kid, this nasty kid... finally fell into her hands.

Today is a beautiful day.

"..."

Qiao Wen didn't speak as he let his cold fingertips twitch his face.

He is thinking about his current situation.

No, to be more precise, he is trying to recall the detailed feast between himself and the woman in front of him in his brain.

After all, I haven't seen each other for a while, if it weren't for being caught upright now, Qiao Wen would have almost forgotten that there was a feast between him and this wife.

Then, after some memories, he came to a conclusion.

It's over.

If nothing else, it's probably over on my own side.

To be honest, Qiao Wen felt that his previous feast with the wife Camilla...may be a bit serious.

"What's the matter? Wasn't it very lively when we met last time? Why is it so quiet now?"

Looking at Qiao Wen, who had been stiff and silent since opening his eyes, Camilla didn't seem impatient or impatient.

The nails were tapping on Qiao Wen's face aimlessly, and she was watching with interest the reactions of the kid in front of her.

...Awesome.

So cute.

The face is very beautiful, if you put on girl's clothes, there will be an expression of shame and submissiveness on your face... Maybe it will be a little beauty.

The skin is also great, white and tender.

If you choke to death like this, it will feel great.

Indeed, if you just choke to death... it seems to be fine.

At least the grievances that I have accumulated in my chest for so many days... will definitely be released very well.

But... I always feel that if you directly choke this stinky kid who was so hard to catch, it would be a bit boring and too cheap.

I made myself so miserable before, my favorite clothes were torn, I was scolded by my mother, and after I went back, I was locked up...These things I have experienced should be recovered from this kid. It.

Moreover, just recently reconciled with Vina, this kid... let's save a little life for now.

"Little Al, do you know why my sister caught you all at once?"

Thinking of this, looking at Qiao Wen who seemed to be bored and nervous, Camilla moved the fingertip of his right index finger down slightly, unbuttoning the collar of Qiao Wen's jacket intimately, and smiled more kindly on his face.

"..."

Although the other party didn't say it explicitly, Qiao Wen could see that this lady...obviously was waiting for him to ask this question on his own initiative.

As for the reason, of course, it is to show off her achievements, and find back the lost places from his Qiao Wen bit by bit.

After resisting stress for fifteen years, Qiao Wen is an old psychologist.

"Sister Camilla... how did you catch me?"

However, Qiao Wen, who understands and understands his current situation very well, still asked this question very well.

"Well, a good question."

Camilla nodded pretentiously, obviously very happy with Qiao Wen's cooperation.

"What do I say, do you know? Sister me, in fact, when I was in the guild a few days ago, I noticed that you like to use those little notes to drive on?"

After unbuttoning the neckline, Camilla pulled Qiaowen's collar casually, then patted his hands lightly, and responded with a lovely smile: "So, today I always feel that Little Al will use the same How to leave the square, and then my sister will be here to wait for you?"

"...Wait, you mean that the first time I teleported the problem... it was not because of the space wall here, but you... the ghost of you?"

Hearing what Camilla had said, Qiao Wen's eyes jumped slightly.

"Right? Before you had time to hit the air wall in front, my sister had already stopped for you. However, at that time, she happened to see Beckham walking towards you, and the reaction was a little slow. "

Camilla cast a gentle look at Qiao Wen who realized this, as if approving his reaction.

However, in contrast, the movements on her hands are not very gentle.

With both hands outstretched again, he pulled Qiaowen's faces without any scruples, and Camilla said in a strange tone: "Didn't you call your sister just now? Why did you suddenly become'you'? My sister doesn't quite understand. ?"