The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The handsome mature man was leaning on the hospital bed, his eyelids half-lifted.

He looked at the girl who was busy left and right in the ward, his eyes were deep, and other voices appeared in his ears.

"You woke up earlier than planned, human."

That voice was inducing, making people extremely awake, but also extremely drowsy.

Wen Ge pressed his temples, lowered his eyes, and talked to that thing in his heart, 'She has used the Angel's Heart, and if I don't wake up again, she will question the ability of the Angel's Heart. ’

"There are more human beings than our hearts and minds. You quickly control her and help us break through the angel barrier."

Wengo lowered his hands, expressionless, "Angels are like humans, once they have what they want, they can be easily controlled, aren't they?" ’

Just like him, he has what he wants.

Only cooperate with... the devil.

"Wengo, are you still feeling uncomfortable? I just bought porridge, so hurry up and drink it."

The angel-like girl, with a smile on her face, carefully lifted the porridge and looked at him with nostalgic eyes.

Wen Ge raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "I didn't expect to wake up and see you again, Si Qiu, when I leave the hospital, we'll get married, okay?"

The girl's face was ruddy, and upon hearing such a confession, Angel's Heart couldn't stand it at all.

"...Okay, okay."

As an angel, breaking taboos and being with humans is a brand new experience that makes her feel challenging and exciting.

"However, can you tell me how good I am? I don't want to hide anything between myself and my future partner."

Wen Ge asked softly, Si Qiu almost blurted out that it was because of the heart of an angel.

She wasn't ready to tell him that she was an angel.

As a test, she took a deep breath and asked, "Wengo, if I wasn't human, would you still like me?"

The expected answer, the man's eyes were sincere, and he couldn't see a trace of falsehood.

"What I like is you, it has nothing to do with your identity, Si Qiu, why would you ask this, you are not human, could it be..."

Afraid that he might think of some bad words, Si Qiu said it as soon as her head became hot.

"I am an angel."

"Angel?" The man smiled dotingly: "You really entered my life like an angel. In my heart, you are an angel."

"I don't know how long it will take me to leave the hospital, but if you are here, I will hold on."

Seeing that he didn't quite believe it, Si Qiu put down the porridge and reached out to hold his hand.

"Wengo, I'm really an angel, don't worry, I'll keep you healthy."

The angel's white wings appeared behind her, which was not too big, but it made people's eyes shine.

Wen Ge's eyes darkened and he was slightly surprised: "You do magic."

"No, I really am." Si Qiu explained quickly, "And your hospital can't cure you at all. I used the heart of an angel to save you."

"Yours?" the man asked.

Si Qiu gritted her teeth and nodded with a guilty conscience, "Yeah!"

"I don't understand that, but as long as you're by my side, I'll be satisfied."

"Siqiu, I love you, and I just want to be with you forever, but you are an angel and I am a human, and I can't last forever."

Wen Ge leaned over and placed a light kiss on her forehead, the tickling feeling was fleeting.

Si Qiu blushed, her palms were shaking, "I have a way, I will find a way."

Seeing this, Wen Ge knew that this angel had never experienced love. His eyes were reckless, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and kissed her with those soft pink lips.

"Um..." The girl's legs were softened by the superb technique. She clinged to the man, her breathing became more and more uncontrollable.

What's going on, this feeling, she has never felt it before.

I want more love from men.

I want his rough palms to hug her tighter.

"Wingo..."

"Si Qiu, I'm not healed yet, let's continue next time." The man released her, looked at her watery and weak eyes, rubbed his fingertips against her lips, and coaxed softly.

Those blurred eyes turned elsewhere, Si Qiu restrained her abnormal breathing and nodded shyly.

...

"Get off."

This is the second time that Ling Qingxuan has said these three words.

The demon boy was dissatisfied: "Why can Luoluo be held by you to sleep, I can't? Isn't it all me!"

He was terribly hot, and she had a physique that was as cold as water. Next to her, the boy felt comfortable.

"He's obedient." Ling Qingxuan did not change her expression, and rolled up the quilt.

The little fangs pressed against his lips, and the boy didn't go down. He pulled her quilt, "I'm warmer than the quilt, you'll know if you try it."

Aya Qingxuan covered her head.

Noisy, kill him.

[...] Cough, do it, right now, don't just say it, host!

When it was time to turn off the lights, the boy's movement of pulling the quilt stopped. He was very quiet in the dark, his eyes lowered and he said nothing.

Ling Qingxuan sensed something was wrong and turned to look at him.

The loneliness and loneliness enveloped the young man, the golden pupils lost their light, and the eyes were light and calm.

"Why are you being nice to Lolo and not being nice to me?"

He understated it, and his tone was not as aggrieved as the sentence.

"Why am I being bad to you?"

Aya Qingxuan half sat up and looked at him.

Under the dim light, the shadow on the side of the boy's face deepened, making it impossible to see the complete expression.

"You hug him to sleep, not me."

Ling Qingxuan said lightly, "You are already a mature demon, you must learn to sleep by yourself."

"I'm not mature, I'm naive." Lore always speaks with confidence, as if he is the truth.

"Then go back to your feather nest and sleep." Ling Qingxuan pointed to the delicate nest made by zz on the table.

The young man looked at her and curled his lips, "How can I fit in when I'm so big."

[...] zz covered her face.

Ling Qingxuan picked up the feather he had dropped before, "Then I will make a big nest for you tomorrow."

zz do.

[...] Slip away.

The teenager opened his hands and puffed out his cheeks, "I can't sleep, you hug me."

Ling Qingxuan saw the devil's tail that was still swaying, and nodded, "Okay, let me touch your tail."

The devil said angrily, "It's not good for you to touch my abdominal muscles, why are you touching my tail!"

"Abs are too hard."

The reason is very good, so that the young man can't refute.

"Come somewhere else," he muttered.

The ghost knows how to cultivate a habit during the atavistic period. He can't fall asleep without being held by her, and in the dark, he has to be vigilant at all times, which is very uncomfortable.

"I didn't touch your tail last time, why didn't I touch it this time."

"Can you let go of my tail!"

"No." Ling Qingxuan just wanted to touch his tail.

The young man got angry, turned his back to her, and stopped sleeping!

The tail swayed in front of Ling Qingxuan, she involuntarily leaned over and held it, touching it up and down, the boy trembled and made a strange noise.

Ling Qingxuan let go and glanced at him.

It seems that something extraordinary has been discovered.

The boy gritted his teeth and turned to stare at her. Before he could express his temper, he saw Ling Qingxuan open his hand.

"Hold you, sleep or not?"

The humiliation just now was forgotten, and the boy rushed towards her.

"sleep!"