I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

Kiyana's cold gaze finally moved away from Yan, and turned to look at Rita behind him, her azure blue eyes rippled as if ice and snow had melted.

She walked to the hospital bed and nudged Yan aside, and sat in the place where he had been sitting, as if she wanted to occupy the magpie's nest.

Yan blinked blankly, his eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, his expression was dumbfounded.

This, what is the situation?Ximen Qing abandoned Pan Jinlian and fell into Wu Dalang's arms?

Hey, hey, what's going on with this reversal to a completely unexpected situation!

"You two... know each other?"

He stretched out his fingers and gestured at the two of them abruptly, his tone full of disbelief.

"What, is it weird?"

Kiyana glanced at Yan expressionlessly.

"On the floating island, you may not know Ulandal or Bishop Otto, but you will definitely not know Rita Rossweisse."

"Miss Kiyana is overwhelmed~" Rita smiled with a humble attitude: "I'm just an ordinary maid."

"Yes, Destiny's only designated official head maid and S-rank Valkyrie."

Qiyana said casually: "I only found out yesterday that you were injured and admitted to the hospital. I originally planned to come to see you this morning, but Bishop Otto asked me for something, so it was delayed."

"Please don't say that, Rita is honored to have you here."

"How can there be any honor or no honor, but how is your health?"

Kiyana put the fresh fruit she bought in front of the bedside table with a concerned tone.

"Thank you for your concern." Rita nodded and lowered her eyebrows: "It's just a small injury, nothing to worry about."

"Anyway, to you, as long as you don't die, it's considered a minor injury."

She pursed her lips in silence for a moment, then asked casually: "Speaking of which, I heard that you encountered... the world snake in Florence?"

"...Yes." Rita nodded slightly, and the expression on her face faded.

"Did you meet him, him?"

Kiyana raised her head, as if there was a faint blue light reflected in her eyes, which contained hope that could not be concealed.

"I'm sorry, due to the urgent situation at the time, I didn't have time to investigate the enemy's leader." Rita continued, "But this city is one of the experimental sites that snakes have planned for many years, so there must be some clues. "

During the long silence, Kiyana took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"...Anyway, it's good that you're fine." Her eyes showed obvious frustration, like broken glass.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, a little heavy.

Yan looked at Qiyana inexplicably, wondering why she suddenly became so lonely.

"Yeah, it's all thanks to Lord Yaen's help." Rita stared at Kiyana, and suddenly covered her lips with a chuckle: "If it wasn't for your fiancé, husband, who gave his life to save her, I'm afraid Rita would be doomed this time. .”

"Save your life..."

Qiyana frowned, her expression becoming dangerous.

She tilted her slender thighs, and intentionally or unintentionally cast a sideways glance at Ian who was standing beside him as stiff as a telegraph pole: "To be honest, before I entered the door, I thought it would be Ulandal who was here, but I didn't expect..."

She paused for a second, with a strange smile on her face, "It's actually my dear fiance."

The corners of Yan's eyes twitched. He didn't understand why the atmosphere suddenly became dangerous. He turned his head out of the window and pretended to look at the scenery.

He has a ghost in his mind about this matter, and he doesn't know when the fiancée lady came here, and whether he heard his previous complaints and complaints.

If you haven't heard it, it's okay to say it, if you heard it...

That would probably make things worse.

Kiyana watched him put on an appearance of seriously admiring the scenery, and looked at him with contempt.

"Speaking of which, did I interrupt the time you two have alone together?" She turned her head and stared at Rita, maintaining a cold smile, but her eyes were as cold as the sea of ​​the Arctic Ocean: "Or, I will avoid a bit?"

"How could it be, Miss Kiyana." Rita lowered her eyebrows and said gracefully and politely: "Your fiancé and I are just having a very ordinary communication, and there is no need to avoid anything."

"Oh?" Kiyana raised her delicate eyebrows, and casually brushed up a strand of soft forehead hair: "If I'm not mistaken, what you two did just now doesn't seem like a normal exchange."

She squinted her pupils, and there seemed to be wind and snow blowing in her pupils, and there was a chill in her eyes: "Crossing hands and leaning over to kiss, so it turns out that these are just common ways of communication in Miss Rita's eyes ?”

"Miss Kiyana, let me explain to you." Rita was unmoved, completely ignoring Kiyana's sense of oppression, and even smiled happily, with two horns on her forehead faintly visible: "The scene you just saw is a very common meeting etiquette in British high society. It is called the 'hand kiss'. It is usually used to express men's respect for women. This is what I taught Sir Ian before. Kind of upper class etiquette, I have nothing to do today, just practice it again."

"So that's it, I probably understand." Kiyana nodded: "It's just that the two of you were talking so happily just now, and Miss Rita showed a shy expression that I've never seen before."

She said meaningfully: "I thought you had some unreasonable thoughts about my fiancé."

"Miss Kiyana is just joking, how dare Rita have unreasonable thoughts about your fiancé." Rita put up a slender finger and pressed it lightly to her lips, with a happy arc on her face: "It's just, man There's no way this creature is naturally attracted to more attractive women."

"...Miss Rita made a lot of sense. No wonder I came to look for you as soon as my fiancé left." Kiyana also smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes.

The two stared at each other and smiled so intimately.

Those who didn't know probably thought they were happily discussing which clothing store to buy and which beautiful dresses to buy tomorrow.

Yan watched from the side, trembling with fear, feeling cold all over his body.

It all shows that it is easy to hide a gun but hard to defend against it. The two women obviously chatted quite speculatively, and they both had smiles on their faces.But the atmosphere in the room was tense, as if it had turned into a battlefield of iron and blood!The cold air on their bodies almost froze the blood in Ian's body!

Made, it's scary here!Even compared to the sense of crisis he felt when he faced the stick of God, it was too much!

I have to find a chance to escape!

Yan coughed twice to adjust his mentality.

"Well, seeing that the two of you have a very speculative chat, I won't bother you."

He pointed to the outside: "I'll go outside to blow some air first."

"No need." Kiyana stood up suddenly: "Since Rita's body is fine, I won't disturb your rest."

She walked to Yan's side, took his arm naturally, and squeezed the plump softness on the arm.

"My fiancé and I will go back first, Rita, you can have a good rest by yourself, if you feel lonely, you can ask Ulandal to accompany you."

"Hehe, thank you Miss Kiyana for your concern~"

Rita smiled, her slender and curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

"You're welcome, and thank you for taking care of my fiance before."

Kiyana returned a cold but polite smile, and almost dragged Yan out of the ward.

At the brief moment when the door was closed, she raised her eyes, met those eyes that were as clear as rubies, and opened her mouth slightly, as if to say in her heart——

Thank you.

Rita seemed to hear the voice from the bottom of her heart, and smiled faintly.

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80: People always have to grit their teeth in life

Outside the hospital, Yan looked like he had seen a ghost.

Because the development of things was completely beyond his imagination, which made him unable to think.It was like a thunderbolt exploded in his brain, shaking his brain so much that it was trembling!

Sure enough, women are the most difficult creatures in the world.

Yan's expression at this time is simply dazed + dazed. He couldn't help but glance at the soft and round body clinging to his arm. What kind of madness is this young lady?

If he confessed to Kiyana in the hospital, it was because he not only had a relationship with Rita under the name of fiance, but also said bad things about her behind her back.Why did Qiyana eat his jealousy when she disagreed with him?

Could it be that it was because of the verbal marriage contract?

Then he would rather believe that it was because of his extraordinary charm that Qiyana fell in love at first sight!

Yann couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and simply relaxed his mind and enjoyed this free benefit!To be honest, Qiyana is not inferior to his maid from NTR from Ulandal in terms of appearance alone. Although she feels slightly inferior in terms of bust size, her bust shape is perfect.And the spotless white hair is also very obsessed with him... Of course, if the color of the eyes can be changed to red pupils, it will be a killer.

It's a pity that I can't change it.

Although the personality is a bit cold, but it doesn't hurt, just treat it as cute.

Having figured it out in his heart, Yan suddenly felt relieved, and he didn't bother to care about it so much. While enjoying the soft squeeze from his cheap fiancée, he compared it with the wonderful touch of Rita in his impression.

Well, his sister Tazi is even better!

As he thought about it, he suddenly noticed that the softness and warmth on his arms disappeared quickly, and at the same time, the sound of footsteps also stopped.

Ian couldn't help turning his head in surprise.

"what happened?"

Kiyana let go of him silently, lifted a lock of long hair that fell to her chest, and said lightly: "We are here."

arrive?Is it so fast? To be honest, he hasn't enjoyed enough yet.

Yan raised his head and looked at the building standing in front of him with some doubts in his eyes.

"This is your home?"

The house looks quite old just from the outside, both the building materials and the decoration style seem to have a sense of age, and it is conservatively estimated that it is more than 10 years old.

Originally, he thought that the house where people related to his father lived would not have its own private football field, but at least it must be as luxurious as a two or three-story villa.

I didn't expect this high-cold young lady to live in such a simple way.

Qiyana lowered her eyebrows, as if she didn't want to speak.

She took the lead in stepping forward, her long hair rippling like waves, and there was a burst of fragrance, leaving only a haughty back.

Ian stared at her receding back, shrugged, and then stepped in.

The two approached the gate one after the other, and the sunlight shone on them, elongating the shadows cast on the ground obliquely and vaguely overlapping.

So starting today, they began to live together for perhaps only one month.