When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"Don't look at me like this, among the Flügels, I'm also extremely humble, polite, and an individual with common sense~!"

Looking up at Jibril's proud smile above, the meaningless words made Yong Ye unable to laugh.

"...Sorry, I don't know what the common sense of Flügel is, can you explain it to me?"

"Of course there is no problem, but before that I want to ask, who used to hit me in the head from time to time?"

"this……"

"Who is it that always pulls my face?"

"…do not know."

"Who in the end, because when I was relatively young, used my head as a handrail?"

"...Who is it?"

The Flügel girl's smile gradually became dangerous, Yong Ye unconsciously turned his eyes away, and vaguely responded to the girl's knowing question.

"Think about it, I'm here really just right, don't you think?"

"Ah? Um...you're right, you're right..."

After a short silence, Jibril suddenly said something that Yong Yeyiyi didn't want to approve, but even if he didn't want to approve, but... he wasn't rigid enough to express all his thoughts.

Although he didn't understand what Jibril wanted to do, it was inevitable that it wouldn't be a good thing.

Jibril didn't know what was bothering her, she frowned in silence, and then...with a devilish smile on her face, she leaned down with her hands on her back and looked at him from a distance.

"If now, I judge that this is a good opportunity to get a very rare and expensive head, what reason do you have to convince me? Please speak as soon as possible."

"...I said...you just want to get in trouble and make fun of me now?"

She knows Jibril Yongye well for the time being, so she won't say so much if she wants to kill herself, after all, she has been with her for more than a year.

"Yes~ That's right, but I don't rule out the possibility of doing it, but now... hey, hehehe..."

As she spoke, she looked at Jibril who was rubbing her hands together in Yong Ye and smiling, her mouth overflowing with transparent saliva.

"Slobber, please wipe it first, it's about to drip on me..."

The nostalgic appearance of the girl above, but Yong Ye felt a little bit dumbfounded, but the sense of estrangement from the long-term separation was broken a lot.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After being reminded, Jibril was suddenly startled, and quickly wiped her saliva with long black gloves, and then sat on him under Yong Ye's confused eyes.

Looking down, under the girl's short bottoms were a pair of slender legs, and the pair of delicate legs were decorated with stockings of asymmetrical length and color, and there were war lines painted on the thigh of the left leg. , revealing the charm of the wild, but...

"…what are you doing?"

"Needless to say? Of course it's research, isn't your body pierced? How did you manage to regenerate so quickly? Hehehe~~!"

Jibril raised her hands with a snicker, her five fingers acted like she was about to attack her chest, grabbing something, and this behavior made Yong Ye feel as if goosebumps would appear.

[Picture: Jibril] Link: http://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit./uploads/chapterimgsnew/492/15852/181130/1543509915-100049815-102649129.jpg Putting his warm palm on his chest, carefully figuring it out, made Yong Ye feel quite weird.

"..."

Looking up indifferently, looking at the distorted ceiling, Yong Ye no longer knew how to describe his mood.

What the **** is this?

After escaping death, in a general sense, it should be a gentle and beautiful girl, right? Then he was cared for by a gentle and beautiful girl.

Right... There's nothing wrong with Jibril being a beautiful girl, and unlike her young state, the adult version of Jibril is unexpectedly attractive... The problem is that she's a pretty unusual girl in some ways, and in some ways it's not like Xinke Same, some morbid or perverted?

And now, he seems to be being harassed by this perverted girl, just like Xin Ke was watching Xiao Huang Shu next to him in the past, no... It has surpassed Xin Ke's Xiao Huang Shu's weirdness and awkwardness, and his heart is complicated and unspeakable. .

Obviously she has a beauty that makes people yearn, why is she such a sad guy? With helplessness, Yong Ye closed his eyes and tried to recover his physical strength, thinking about hoarding physical strength to fight back.

However, the next moment I just thought about it...

"Hey... your gloves just wiped your saliva, are they on me now?"

Yong Ye suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the **** his body.

"How, how is it possible!"

"...Are you guilty?"

"Don't underestimate people, even me will not be in that situation!"

"...No, just because it's you, that's why I doubt it."

Hoarding a little strength, Yong Ye put a hand on the face of the girl in front of him and pushed her aside.

"Oops~ It's really rough as always, but I'm used to it, ah, is it really pitiful for me to think so?"

"Who knows what you think...I'm leaving...I don't want to stay here anymore, just do what you want..."

Too lazy to pay attention to the girl who was talking to herself, put her index finger to her lips and thought about a question of unknown meaning, Yong Ye turned over and tried to support her body with the magic sword in her hand, although this holy sword The magic sword is quite heavy, and it is not a small burden...

Yong Ye, who stood up in the damaged lounge and wanted to leave, really wanted to leave, but suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he kept staring at Jibril without turning around.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going? What do you see me doing?"

"...I was thinking, if I turned around, would you stab me with a knife? Or... chop me with a sickle."

"That's too much, Mr. Yong Ye, who do you take me for?"

"Needless to say? Of course, as a Flügel... Is it really an angel?"

"Is this a compliment?"

Regarding Yongye's innuendo, Jibril turned her head slightly and asked with a very sweet smile. Just looking at her actions, she was really cute, but Yongye's back was cold and she nodded vigorously. Honestly.

"...Trust me, of course it's a compliment."

"Really? I don't believe it a little bit."

"...I never lie."

Facing Jibril, Yong Ye always had a feeling of facing the cannibal Nigolan. Although he felt that he should not be done anything, he couldn't trust them because of their racial habits.

It was as if an ordinary person was in the same room as a tiger across a barbed wire. Even if he knew that he would not be able to hurt himself, the inexplicable feeling was still very strange.

Of course... In fact, the feeling of being together for more than a year is almost gone, but it's just that I haven't seen it for more than 20 years, and it's still a bit strange that I have changed from a little Jibril to a big Jibril.