182 Seraph
The long eyelashes drooped gently, revealing dense shadows under the eyes.
The facial features on his fair face are beautiful and delicate, and even though he is asleep, there is still a sense of solemnity that belongs to a Seraph and cannot be desecrated.
The six white wings were placed randomly, and each feather on it was plump and full, exuding a thick golden holy light.
They were like rolled quilts, covering Luo Ning’s body.
Luo Ning is now basically certain that the quilt he slept on last night was not at all, and the warm feeling came from the wings of an angel.
Covering Luo Ning together, there is also a slender thigh that crosses over.
His thighs were lightly hooked and rested on Luo Ning’s waist.
Luo Ning tried to move out of the white and tender leg.
But when he did, the leg held him even tighter.
So he was going to change his posture, intending to sit up with his arms up.
In order not to press the opponent’s hair, he quietly closed the long blond hair that was scattered around his hand, and carefully lifted the two wings that covered his body and put them behind the opponent.
Seraph’s wings are not only huge as they look, they are also heavy.
In order to lift the hurricane, the wings must not only be full, but also strong and powerful. They are not decorations. They are not only armor, but also weapons.
At the same time, the sensitive parts of angels…
“Well……”
Eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a soft whisper, the girl opened her eyes.
Those eyes were clear blue, like the purest color from the end of the sky.
It opened silently and looked at Luo Ning silently.
As her vision gradually became clearer, she seemed to see the person in front of her clearly.
“Cotton Cloud…”
“……what?”
She whispered softly from her mouth, and one arm came across, wrapped around Luo Ning’s shoulder, and slowly embraced the other’s arms.
Luo Ning’s body stiffened in place.
first.
I don’t know if I drank too much and didn’t wake up and had hallucinations.
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Or, the person in front of him was drowsy and hadn’t fully woken up yet.
All in all, the current situation is a bit strange.
The appearance of this blazing angel makes it difficult for people to mistake her, and there is probably no other face that can be found in the whole heaven.
“You’re… Rafael, right?”
After a long silence, Luo Ning felt that there was no way for him to stand on the bed like this, so he spoke to break the silence.
It had been a long time since the last time I saw Raphael. At that time, Luo Ning always thought that she was an enemy, and the two had a strong estrangement in terms of contact distance and psychology.
This time… it pushed the distance to zero contact at one time.
Luo Ning’s Adam’s apple rolled.
His questioning did not succeed in waking the Seraph.
Seraph just shrank in his arms, and as his face got closer, every breath from her cherry-colored lips blew onto Luo Ning’s face.
Luo Ning felt that his cheeks were itchy and his body was too hot.
From the arm to the waist to the thigh, Luo Ning’s left half of the body was in close contact with the other side.
Seraph’s body temperature was a few degrees higher than his, which made Luo Ning feel extremely hot.
He didn’t even dare to think about whether the smooth and tender touch was because the other party’s clothes were made of the same material, or…the other party didn’t wear them at all.
“La… Raphael?”
“Wake up.”
Luo Ning pushed the person beside him with the other hand that could still move.
She slept so deeply that no matter how Luo Ning pushed her, she didn’t react at all.
Luo Ning simply raised his hand a little more, and pinched it lightly according to Raphael’s face.
The flesh of the face that was pinched by Luo Ning was as tender as a pudding, soft and tender, and after a few pinches, it turned red.
… the skin of an angel is too squeamish.
“Raphael.”
Luo Ning made his voice a little more serious this time, no longer like a gentle wake-up tone.
The distance between the two is very close, almost the distance that the tip of the nose touches each other.
Luo Ning called out her name in a louder voice, and after several more calls, she finally woke up.
“Cotton… cloud?”
He was still repeating the lines just now, but this time his tone was obviously a question.
Raphael opened his eyes wide and was slightly startled.
The blue and translucent eyes were full of inconceivability, and a surprised look gradually appeared on this face with few emotional fluctuations.
“Magic… succeeded?”
Even Rafael himself found it unbelievable that the probability that the success rate was so low that it was negligible actually succeeded after the fifth attempt.
“…Sir God?”
It’s obviously the same name as Raz, but when it comes out of different people’s mouths, it feels very different.
The former is a naughty and childish girl’s cry, and the latter is a girl’s voice full of awe and mellowness.
Her voice was gentle and delicate, and after injecting rare feelings, the beauty of the angel seemed to be aroused in an instant.
“Lord God…”
The first sound is doubt, the second sound is confirmation.
It was impossible for her to forget Luo Ning’s eyebrows, the aura of the God of Creation was unique.
“I really want to… see you.”
When talking, those restless wings always move inadvertently.
There is no need to doubt whether these words were spoken from the bottom of the heart. An old-fashioned and sluggish seraph like Raphael, who can say such words, must be revealing the truth after suppressing it for a long time.
Raphael hugged Luo Ning’s arm tightly, and Luo Ning’s poor arm was completely squeezed into a pile of softness.
It’s not that the fabric is thin, it’s that there is none at all.
But Rafael didn’t care at all, it seemed that doing this kind of thing in front of Luo Ning was completely normal.
But she is obviously the most clean angel in the world…
Angels will dedicate their lives and everything to their gods.
Before the gods they worship, all body and soul are irrelevant.
Luo Ning suddenly came to a realization when he thought of this.
It’s not that Rafael is doing it casually in front of him, but… the other party now completely regards himself as a god he believes in.
Dedication… no, in her senses, she belongs to him.
This is the enduring traditional concept of the old-fashioned Angels.
“Cotton cloud…” Luo Ning suddenly remembered what Raphael was talking about when he woke up, “What is that?” He asked curiously.
Raphael thought for a second, then replied slowly, “That’s what’s in the ‘bird cage’… mine, pillow…”
It’s hard to see the extra expression on the emotionless face, but when she is looking at Luo Ning gently, those transparent blue eyes will always reflect Luo Ning’s figure.
It was as if the entire field of vision was filled by him alone.
“I accidentally took you as a pillow…” she replied in a low voice.
Saying that, he buried his head slightly, like an apology, or waiting for the punishment from the gods.