My Archangel

Because at this moment, after a brief silence, he saw not only hesitation and hesitation on Camilla's face, but also vaguely a trace of shame.

If he hadn't confirmed it again and again, he would even suspect that he was wrong.

Otherwise, how could such a girlish expression suddenly appear on a wicked woman who doesn't know how old she is?

Patter.

At this moment, Qiao Wen's shoulder was held down.

The neck was poked again with slender fingertips.

"Little devil, you said... If your sister leaves something like this on you now, and then you go out to find Vina by yourself, you'd better cry and run into her arms... Will this development be very difficult? Baton?"

Camilla, who was still trembling with Vina's voice that sounded increasingly anxious over time, asked Qiao Wen in a five-point joke and five-point serious tone...

Chapter 080: That's it

That's it?

This is it?

Feeling the warm and moist touch on his neck, Qiao Wen's expression on his face did not move.

Now, he was once again convinced of the degree of distortion in the heart of the woman in front of him, and she had indeed reached an almost pathological level with regard to the act of interfering with other people's things.

Countless azure blue divine power factors soared around him, Camilla ignored all this, arched his waist slightly, and kept rubbing his lips around his neck.

She was working hard on the plan she had just thought of not long ago.

A plan that can make her feel both physically and mentally happy.

However, the current efficiency seems a bit low.

Because no matter how much you rub, the red, strawberry-like print has never been updated on Qiao Wen's neck.

Is the method wrong?

Or is it not enough strength?

But... if you suck it harder, Camilla always feels that he will suck the blood of this crispy kid directly.

With such doubts in her mind, she pulled away slightly and looked at Qiao Wen.

Immediately, after seeing the unmoved reaction on the latter's face, her heart sank slightly and she received a little blow.

Although Qiao Wen's face did not show exactly at this moment, she could still feel a rather obvious contempt.

This damn kid...what's the matter?

How long has it been since we last met?

In just such a little time, the experience of doing this kind of thing has been proficient enough to be able to contempt others like this?

Thinking of this, Camilla didn't know why, but felt an unknown fire.

Sure enough, please don't want it.

Let's strangle this dirty and arrogant kid first.

"My sister, I always feel that your eyes are a little dangerous."

Qiao Wen clearly felt a certain emotional change in Camilla's eyes.

He also quickly seemed to have realized something, and a slight retreat expression quickly appeared on his face, and he only looked at the woman in front of him.

This woman is 80% angry.

It is better to cooperate here first.

"The skin on you is quite thick. Sister thinks you should just pinch it, right? It might be even more red afterwards."

Under Qiao Wen's gaze, the vicious lady said this with a gentle smile.

Qiao Wen felt a little creepy.

He is not the type that likes pain.

"No, just because your method was wrong, sister, if you want to achieve that effect, you should do it like this..."

With a reluctant smile on his face, Qiao Wen took the initiative to explain to Camilla, who was already trying to use his wrists.

Although I am not very clear, I still start from a theoretical perspective and explain it in great detail.

"...You seem to be really experienced."

However, after Qiaowen finished saying this, Camilla snorted meaningfully and squinted at him.

"...No, I saw it all from the book."

This time Qiao Wen looked straight into Camilla's eyes seriously.

He really didn't lie too much, after all, now he doesn't even know how the red marks on his neck came from.

Although there is already a suspect in his mind.

Al--

Around, Vina's call came again.

However, in this round, after a long period of unwillingness, the tone sounded a lot weaker, and my side was obviously shaken to a considerable degree.

"Then... Sister, please try again, if it doesn't work, just pinch you."

I don't know if it was because of Vina's call, Camilla, who had seemed to have calmed down, trembled slightly again, and cast a little greedy gaze on Qiao Wen's neck.

It seems that doing so will give her a great sense of comfort.

"Please."

This time, Qiao Wen turned his head and gave his neck very cooperatively.

"Um, Sister Camilla... Actually, I have a little thing to ask you..."

Soon, after the woman in front of her bowed slightly, feeling the strange touch on her neck again, Qiao Wen spoke in a very natural-sounding tone.

"What? Just say what you have."

Because she was biting her skin, Camilla's voice sounded a little vague: "Speaking of which...do you think it's Vigna or sister?"