My Archangel

After hesitating, Qiao Wen nodded his head, feeling the cold touch on his chest that had not been removed.

"several times?"

I felt the look of looking at something dirty.

"Two...no, three times...?"

Qiao Wen tried to remember it in his mind.

"How do you feel that you are not even sure of your answer? Is it a temporary nonsense? My sister should just take your dirty soul out and see for herself?"

I don’t know if it’s from Qiao Wen’s ambiguous response that Camilla’s hand that was originally pressed on his left chest was slightly hard, and Qiao Wen’s whole body was filled with something like something. The suffocation of something holding on.

"No, it's just because I don't remember this kind of thing very clearly. It's not what my sister thinks."

Qiao Wen was a little flustered.

This woman has nothing to do with her.

And it looks so special... I like listening to gossip.

No matter who he has kissed... it seems like he can't fight with this woman?

What are you doing.

"Ah, is that right?"

Although Qiaowen felt unclear on this side, Camilla on the other side... seemed to grasp this and didn't intend to let it go.

"Then tell my sister, who took the initiative with you and Vina at the time? If my sister didn't guess wrong, it should be Vina? After all, you are so dirty, no one besides her will come near you."

The dirty look still stayed on Qiao Wen, and she ignored the increasingly embarrassing look on Qiao Wen's face, so she used unpleasant language to further question her.

"The situation at the time, if I said it was an accident, you probably wouldn't believe it, Sister, in fact...Yes, it was indeed Sister Vina who did it first."

Listening to this kind of ghost question, while re-examining the abnormal degree of the woman in front of him, Qiao Wen felt a little numb in his scalp, and he wanted to raise his hand to scratch his hair.

But he could not raise his hand.

As soon as she raised her hand, the skirt in her hand would be exposed, and then the woman in front of him who had finally forgotten about this women's dress would remember what she had originally planned to do.

"Huh...? I have to say, although you are very dirty, really dirty, but your ability to manage expressions is really good? It's all this time, and you have the courage to lie to your sister."

However, Qiao Wen's response this time is still not ideal.

One of Camilla's hand had quietly reached Qiao Wen's slightly arched back for unknown time, and grabbed his wrist, which was holding his long skirt carefully.

"Forget it, I feel that it doesn't matter anymore. Although I was interrupted by Vina in the middle, let us continue to do the previous things together now."

As Camilla's hand holding Qiao Wen's wrist forcibly lifted, the long skirt appeared in Qiao Wen's vision again.

"Do you want to wear it? Is it your sister to help you wear it, or do you wear it yourself?"

With that said, the vicious-hearted mother-in-law cast a questioning glance at Qiao Wen.

But no matter which choice, Qiao Wen didn't really want to choose.

At the same time, the voice of Vina calling his name was still coming almost uninterrupted.

More specifically, it came from the fireflies floating aimlessly in mid-air around the two.

She seems to have used some method that can spread the sound on a large scale.

At this time, her voice calling for her name fell on Qiao Wen's ears, making Qiao Wen feel that Vina was speaking by herself.

"..."

Camilla also felt this.

Because Qiao Wen had already noticed that when she heard the sound, she turned her head and glanced at the fireflies around her, and then her slightly stretched body trembled again.

Based on Qiao Wen's understanding of this woman, that probably... 95% or more probability, still shaking with excitement.

"It seems that you really resist this skirt? My sister is not the kind of bad sister who likes to force others... It's really troublesome."

Later, when Camilla withdrew her gaze from the surrounding divine power factor and focused her attention on Qiao Wen again, she tilted her head, and the expression of "careful and gentle" appeared on that face for no apparent reason. .

"...If you have something, please speak up."

Being stared like this, Qiao Wen felt a chill rushing behind him.

"I said, unpleasant brat, if you are willing to listen to your sister's instructions to do something this time... My sister will not only not let you wear this skirt, but also let you leave here, do you want to do it?"

Then, Qiao Wen suddenly heard such an unclear sentence in his ear.

"Can I ask what exactly it is?"

Qiao Wen felt a headache when he saw the woman in front of him who had obviously suddenly thought of something about to change her mind temporarily.

"No? First decide whether you want to agree."

Camilla, who was trembling slightly, with a little flush on her face again, did not answer his doubts.

"Then can I ask the consequences of not agreeing?"

Watching this scene, Qiao Wen told the truth, and didn't want to be just led by the nose.

"Are there any consequences? It's okay? Put on this skirt now, put on the little collar that your sister gave you, and go to your sister's cage to settle down? It doesn't sound bad."

With his right hand covering his flushed cheek, Camilla didn't give Qiao Wen a chance to choose. He just raised his right hand to cover the flushed half of his cheek, and responded like this.

"I still think it's better to help my sister. This is what I should do."

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wen was also very interesting.

"……well."

However, what made him a little puzzled was that after he agreed this time, Camilla had been silent for a while before nodding his head to express affirmation.

Immediately, she was silent again.

Unlike the body trembling with excitement, the flushed and beautiful face suddenly showed a rather conspicuous hesitation for some reason.

"...Sister Camilla?"

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wen was stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he still called the woman in front of him.

He felt something was wrong.