Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 253 Doomsday Judge (17)

Qian Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.

Raphael also looked at Qianqiu quietly, without speaking.

half an hour.

He tilted his head, "Why didn't you talk?"

The angel's long, smooth black hair slid down following the movements, flying with the wind.

He raised his fair and slender fingers and pinned his hair behind his ears.

The angel lowered her exquisite eyes and blinked lightly, her eyelashes were long and thick, and the arc drawn was graceful.

It's just an ordinary gesture.

But the most is the infinite style.

Such a picture is like an angel in the cloud falling into the world.

A demon that causes people to fall without knowing it.

His voice sounded again, clear and pleasant, and asked again: "Are you unhappy?"

Qianqiu looked at this scene.

She paused and said, "No."

"Then why don't you let me stay here," he said.

The corners of Qianqiu's lips curled up, his eyes smiled deeply, and he said word by word:

"but……"

"I will feel bad."

Raphael sat on the roof, his white robe drifting.

He looked at the girl below.

Her white and slender neck was lifted up, and the afterglow of the setting sun was reflected in her eyes, which were bright and gorgeous.

Raphael pursed his lips, wanting her to only see him.

He didn't speak, just jumped down.

The wings behind him also dissipated like smoke at this moment.

Qianqiu caught him.

Before she could say anything, he raised his hand, squeezed her chin, and looked down at her.

Qian Qiu still kept his head up, his eyes looking at the beautiful and delicate young man in front of him.

Looking at each other, Raphael looked into Qianqiu's eyes and smiled with his lips curled up.

In each other's eyes, only the reflection of the other can be accommodated.

No one can erase it.

……

In the bomb shelter.

The lights flickered faintly, and the entire aisle was dimly lit.

in the hallway.

"It hurts... can it be lighter?"

Raphael's voice sounded, low and coquettish.

Qianqiu's tone was cold, "This kind of pain is nothing, just bear it and pass it."

"But..." There was grievance in his voice.

"Don't talk, you're going in."

Qianqiu's voice fell.

They stopped in front of the gate.

On Raphael's neck, the shackles have not been removed.

The black collar was tightly attached to the slender neck.

The breath of abstinence and temptation are intertwined.

On the collar, there was also a thin silver-white necklace wrapped around his collarbone.

"Does it really hurt, or does it feel fake?"

Qianqiu held the necklace in his hand and asked faintly.

"Really..." He said in a low voice, pressing his hand with sharp fingers on the collar, and looked up at her pitifully.

She let go of her hand and said, "I believe your nonsense."

Raphael's eyes fell on her lips, which were still stained with blood.

Knowing that he was wrong, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I was wrong."

Qianqiu ignored it and just sneered.

O man!

She didn't want to continue to argue with Raphael, and said, "After you go in, you can't talk anymore."

"why?"

"They can't understand what you say, and they will expose you." Qianqiu said.

Angels can understand human speech, but they don't know that humans can't understand.

"But you..."

"I am the chosen one, different from others." Qianqiu said nonsense in a serious manner.

In fact, she is a language translator with Glory.

Raphael looked at the girl in front of him with exquisite eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

She didn't need to tell him, and he didn't want to communicate with those humans.

(End of this chapter)