When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 875

"Don't look at me like this. Among the Flügel, I am also an extremely humble, polite, and common-sense individual~!"

Looking up at Jibril's proud smile above, Yong Ye couldn't laugh at the meaningless words.

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

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

"this……"

"Who is it that always pulls my face?"

"…have no idea."

"And who in the end, because when I was younger, used my head as a handrail?"

"...Who is it?"

The smile of the Flügel girl gradually became dangerous, and Yong Ye unconsciously looked away, responding vaguely to the girl's interrogation knowingly.

"Think about it, it's just right for me to come, don't you think?"

"Ah? Well...you are right, you are right..."

After a brief silence, Jibril suddenly said something that Yong Ye didn't want to admit at all, but even if he didn't want to admit it, but...he was not rigid enough to express all his thoughts.

Although he didn't know 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 slightly in silence, then... with a devilish smile on her face, she bent down with her hands behind her back and looked at him from a distance.

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

"...I said...you just want to make trouble, and tease me now?"

I know Jibril Yongye quite well, she wouldn't say so much if she wanted to kill herself, after all, she has been together for more than a year.

"That's right~ that's right, but I don't rule out the possibility of doing it, it's just that right now...heh, heh heh heh..."

While talking, looking at Jibril who was rubbing her hands and laughing at Yong Ye, transparent saliva overflowed from her mouth.

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

The nostalgic appearance of the girl above made Yong Ye feel a little bit dumbfounded, but the sense of estrangement from the long time ago was broken a lot.

"No, sorry, I'm sorry."

After being reminded, Jibril suddenly became alarmed, and quickly wiped off her saliva with long black gloves, and then sat on Yong Ye's body under Yong Ye's confused gaze.

Looking down, there is a pair of slender beautiful legs under the girl's short bottoms, but what adorns these delicate and beautiful legs are stockings with asymmetrical length and color, and there are battle patterns painted on the left thigh , revealing the charm of the wild, just...

"…What are you doing?"

"Need to talk? 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 snickering smile, her five fingers seemed to touch her chest, she was grasping something, and this behavior made Yong Ye feel like goosebumps were about to appear.

[Picture: Jibril] Link: http://novel-cdn.kuangxianggit./uploads/chapterimgsnew/492/15852/181130/1543509915-100049815-102649129.jpg Then, Jibril leaned her upper body forward, Putting warm palms on his chest, and thinking about it carefully, Yong Ye felt quite weird.

"..."

Mo Ran looked up again, looking at the distorted ceiling, Yong Ye no longer knew how to describe his mood.

What the hell is this?

After escaping from the dead, you should meet a gentle and beautiful girl in a general sense, right? Then he was cared for by a gentle and beautiful girl.

Yes...Jibril is a beautiful girl and there is nothing wrong with that, and unlike her childish state, the adult version of Jibril is unexpectedly attractive...the problem is that she is a rather abnormal girl in some ways, and in some ways she is not like Shinko Same, some morbid or perverted?

And now, he seems to be being harassed by this perverted girl, just like Xinke used to read the pornographic book next to him, no... he has surpassed the weirdness and awkwardness of Xinke's pornographic book, and his heart is also complicated and unspeakable .

Why is she such a sad guy even though she has enough beauty to make people yearn for? Feeling helpless, Yong Ye closed his eyes and tried to recover his physical strength, thinking of hoarding his physical strength to fight back.

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

"Hey...you just wiped your saliva with your gloves, did you wipe it on me now?"

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

"How, how is it possible!"

"...Are you guilty?"

"Don't underestimate people, even if it's me, that won't happen!"

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

Gathering up a little strength, Yong Ye pressed one hand on the face of the girl in front of him, pushing her aside.

"Oh~ It's as rough as ever, but I'm getting used to it, ah, am I pretty pitiful for thinking this way?"

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

Too lazy to pay attention to the girl who was talking to herself next to her, putting her index finger to her lips and thinking about questions of unknown meaning, Yong Ye turned over and tried to prop up her body with the magic sword in her hand. His magic sword is quite heavy, and it is not a small burden...

Standing up in the dilapidated lounge, Yong Ye, who wanted to leave, really wanted to leave, but suddenly, as if thinking of something, he kept staring at Jibril without turning around.

"What's the matter? Aren't you leaving? What are you looking at me for?"

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

"It's too much, Mister Yong Ye, who do you think I am?"

"Need to say? Of course it's a Flügel... Is it possible that it's really an angel?"

"Is this a compliment?"

Regarding Yong Ye's insinuation, Jibril turned her head slightly and asked with a very sweet smile. Just looking at her actions, she is really cute, but Yong Ye's back felt chills, and she nodded vigorously Sincerely.

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

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

"...I never lie."

Facing Jibril, Yongye always had the feeling of facing the ogre Nigolan. Although he felt that he should not be punished, he couldn't trust their racial habits.

It's like an ordinary person staying in the same room with a tiger across a barbed wire. Even though they know that they shouldn't be able to hurt themselves, the inexplicable feeling is still very strange.

Of course... In fact, after getting along for more than a year, this feeling has almost disappeared, but it's just that I haven't seen each other for more than 20 years now, and it's still a bit weird to change from a little Jibril to a big Jibril.