Regretful Angel Yan

Even Angel Yan couldn't help but look at Yun Ming with a strange gaze, seemingly moved by his words.

"Are you serious?" Angel Yan asked, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"Of course, I'm serious." Yun Ming replied with a smile, but couldn't help but think: Keisha, this matchmaker, is truly extraordinary; even Angels are directly fooled.

Angel Zhui laughed from the side, "Three years, isn't that a bit too short? How about we change it to three thousand years?"

Yun Ming shook his head, saying firmly, "True love may be eternal, but one must seize the day."

Angels talk about waiting for thousands of years at the drop of a hat; what's the difference between that and being widowed?

Under Yun Ming's verbal and eye offensive, Angel Yan's bright, snow-white face couldn't help but flush with a faint blush, even her clear eyes sparkled with a hint of shyness and embarrassment.

"How can true love be decided by a bet?" Angel Yan lightly spat at Angel Zhui, then turned to Yun Ming, and said with a smile, "However, if you can really defeat me in three years, then I'll give you a chance. Just a chance, don't think too much about it, how about it?"

Angel Zhui laughed from the side, "It seems like a chance, but Sister Yan has already decided on you in her heart."

Hearing this, Angel Yan was immediately embarrassed and angry, and pretended to hit Angel Zhui.

"Finally, I've survived." Yun Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

In fact, his purpose was not purely innocent; deep down, he still harbored a sense of vigilance towards the Angels, fearing that they would be detrimental to him. Therefore, he deliberately showed his admiration for the Angels, just to make them feel that he was an easy-to-control existence.

Perhaps such thoughts seemed a bit dark, but it was also his helpless move.

After all, his current strength was still too weak to compete with these powerful Angels.

Of course, Yun Ming also had a special fondness for Angel Yan in his heart.

There is no absolute purity in the world, just like Ge Xiaolun; if it weren't for the fact that he was Galaxy Strength, how could he have gained Holy Keisha's favor, and how would Angel Yan have taken a fancy to him?

"So, do you want me to carry you on my back or hold you?"

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled across the horizon, dyeing the sky into a golden hue. Angel Yan's eyes flowed with light, landing on Yun Ming, and the corners of her lips curled up into a playful smile, "Or, how about I hold you? Let you feel my embrace?"

"Pfft!" Angel Zhui and Angel Mo Yi couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this, their laughter ringing like silver bells.

"Sister Yan, you're too direct!"

"Yeah, after all, Sister Yan has been lonely for seven thousand years."

They joked and teased, while Yun Ming was also shocked by Angel Yan's words.

He looked up and saw that Angel Yan's fair and charming face seemed to be covered with an intoxicating blush, her bright eyes sparkling.

Yun Ming's heart stirred, and he thought to himself: I just 'confessed' my feelings; is Yan deliberately teasing me?

However, he ultimately restrained his impulse and chose to have Angel Yan carry him on her back.

"Let's go with the back carry." He said softly, although he felt a little regretful that he couldn't enjoy Angel Yan's embrace, he also knew that taking advantage like this was too obvious and did not align with his original intention.

Moreover, Angel Yan was wearing armor, and the hard touch would not bring him much pleasure.

"Really, you don't know how to cherish the opportunity when it's given to you." Angel Yan shook her head in disappointment, seemingly feeling a bit resentful towards Yun Ming's timidity.

"You need to be bolder, you know? If you're not bold, how can you get closer to me? How can you improve our relationship?"

Hearing this, Yun Ming could only smile helplessly, without saying much.

Meanwhile, Angel Zhui and Angel Mo Yi were laughing heartily on the side, their swaying figures showing how happy they were.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing." Angel Yan waved her hand, signaling Yun Ming to get on her back, "We should go."

It was only when he got on that Yun Ming realized how inappropriate it was.

Putting everything else aside.

Being carried on the back by a slender woman as a grown man, perhaps due to his machismo, this feeling made Yun Ming very uncomfortable.

He wasn't eating soft rice like this.

"Little kid, don't move around, and don't get any strange ideas."

Angel Yan tilted her head slightly, speaking softly.

Yun Ming knew what Angel Yan wanted to say.

But he was riding on her waist, what ideas could he have? He wasn't a pervert, okay?

"A Zhui, Mo Yi, activate the shields, one in front and one behind."

Angel Yan levitated off the ground, instructing them.

"Understood."

Angel Zhui nodded, and a semi-circular shield appeared in her hand. Angel Mo Yi did the same, and the two shields combined to enclose Yun Ming and Angel Yan.

"Using a shield? Didn't you say you were going to wrap me with your wings?"

Yun Ming looked surprised.

She had said before that it would be very troublesome to wrap him with her wings to take him away, and she was reluctant, but now it seemed she had other methods.

"Are you disappointed? Just can't let you die of beauty!"

Angel Yan, who had flown into the sky, chuckled lightly.

"I can be close to an Angel, I'm already dying of beauty." Yun Ming laughed.

Angel Yan's waist and abdomen had no armor, truly the most comfortable cushion in the world.

And the fragrance on Yan's body, it was so wonderful.

Yan was still a popular female protagonist.

He was just a small first-level mortal, with nothing now.

He and the Angel, at this moment, were like a poor loser and a super rich beauty, able to have close contact, like a dream.

Beautiful beyond words.

Thinking like this, Yun Ming suddenly froze his expression.

Was this too good for him?

"Little guy, carrying you is actually not very comfortable for me either, how about we switch positions?"

At this moment, they had already flown out of Blue Star, and were in the dark and vast space, with countless shining stars dotting the night sky, beautiful and intoxicating.

Yun Ming snapped out of his thoughts and, upon hearing Angel Yan's words, couldn't help but ask, "Are you saying you want to fly while holding me?"

This was the least ambiguous form of contact he could think of.

"I would like to do that, but I'm afraid your little body can't handle my speed." Angel Yan shook her head helplessly. Although she wanted to fly while holding Yun Ming, she was worried that his body couldn't withstand her high-speed movement.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"How about you carry me on your back... and I push you?" Angel Yan thought for a moment and said, but immediately felt it was inappropriate.

If he carried her on his back, he would definitely have to hold her buttocks or thighs.

Wouldn't that allow him to take even more advantage?

"Forget it, forget it."

Angel Yan thought about various positions, but in the end, she still felt it would be better if she carried him.

But the more she carried him, the more uncomfortable she felt.

Some things, when you talk about them and think about them, you feel you can grit your teeth and persevere, but when you actually do them, it's a completely different feeling.

"Kid, I'm really taking a loss here."

Angel Yan sighed, "I regret it."

"A Zhui, Mo Yi, let's take turns."

She turned to Angel Zhui and Angel Mo Yi behind her and said, "A Zhui, Mo Yi, let's take turns carrying him on our backs."