Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 1008 There Are Angels in the West 28
Shen Ronghua was stunned, unable to understand what he meant.

Lance was a little impatient, "I'm afraid of the cold, I need it."

Shen Ronghua: "...Okay, okay."

The next moment, the girl's wings opened slightly with a slight tremor.

Her wings are a bit big, and half of her wings are slightly longer than hers.

Lance weighed heavily.

The big palm with well-defined joints lightly stroked her wings.

Shen Ronghua trembled and said nervously, "Lance, what are you doing?"

Feeling the softness of his fingertips, Lance turned his head to look at her, pulled his lips into a rare smile, and said confidently, "Pluck your feathers."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ronghua's wings felt a little itchy.

The round eyes are slightly opened, and a feather held by the young man is reflected in the depth of the pupil, and the glowing light gradually fades away as it leaves the wing.

"You...how can you act like this!" The girl was so angry that she didn't know what to say, even when she questioned her, she seemed lacklustre, and her soft voice sounded more like a kind of coquettishness.

"You shouldn't have lied to me." The pale tone of the white-haired boy immediately made the girl's eyes droop.

Didn't it just pluck out a feather, it's not a big problem.

Shen Ronghua comforted himself in his heart.

How can a person who keeps saying that he is loyal to Lance lie to him!
"Then remember to keep my eldest son Chris well." She exhorted pitifully.

"Elder Chris?" Lance frowned, his eyes fell on the feathers, and then looked at the girl.

Shen Ronghua nodded, and said aggrievedly: "My feathers are as few as human hair, and each feather has a name, which is very important to me."

Lance became a little curious: "So, what will the second plucked feather be called? Kris Er'er?"

There's even a bit of a sense of urgency.

Shen Ronghua immediately became vigilant, "Lance, I will never lie again, you can't play with other feathers, or I will be angry!"

Lance raised his brows lightly, really wanting to see her angry.

However, every feather should be plucked with reason.

"I didn't expect you to miss me so much." Lance sighed, and turned around, turning his back to her.

Shen Ronghua's eyelids trembled, and he plucked up the courage to ask, "Lance, are you sad?"

Lance's cool voice came, "Don't worry about it."

Shen Ronghua: "..."

The pure wings actively covered the back of his hand, rubbing against it flatteringly.

A trace of success flashed in Lance's indifferent eyes, "You disturbed my sleep."

Shen Ronghua: "I allow you to pull out another one."

She paused, and emphasized with some worry: "I can only pull out one."

Lance: "I'm not a magician who randomly plucks angel feathers."

Shen Ronghua hummed twice, "I know, I took the initiative."

Lance turned around, reluctantly: "Okay."

A familiar tingle came from the wings.

While Shen Ronghua was heartbroken, he also tried to force a smile on his face.

To be an angel, the most important thing is to be happy.

"What's it called?"

"Chris Twins."

See, he'll always have a way of figuring out what the second feather is called.

He closed his eyes, feeling the heat from the wings on his body.

Hmm~ Having an angel as a supporter can solve many small things in daily life.

Shen Ronghua was extremely depressed.

Seeing Lance acting like a normal person made him even more depressed.

(End of this chapter)