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Chapter 529 The Dog's Little Thoughts

Feng Yan was not as easy to coax as Ana.

This was the conclusion Yu Xia reached after giving Feng Yan and Ana the same reassurance.

This sentry, who usually seemed unremarkable in the group, possessed a peculiar patience.

Unlike Ana, who would become more agitated the more she tried to soothe him, and who would get carried away by her coaxing, he would become increasingly calm.

But the more he clung to her, the tighter he became.

"I feel like I'm stuck, I can't let go," the sentry said, seemingly reversing his stance.

His tone was completely unambiguous; he was simply describing his physical sensations at that moment, including the reactions he sensed from the young guide.

"Your pheromones smell so strong. Does the guide get aroused when she's comforting the sentinel?" the sentinel asked curiously, her nose brushing against her hair, seemingly unintentionally brushing aside the guide's hair and touching her sensitive glands.

Yu Xia confirmed that his question was just a simple question, so she shrank her neck and turned her head to avoid his movement. "No, it's because you are sentinels who are sensitive to the guide's scent."

Yu Xia expressed her understanding: "This is a sentry's instinct."

"Really?" Feng Yan swallowed hard as he watched her dodge, then closed his eyes and buried his face in her back, suppressing the instincts triggered by the pheromones. "That's strange. I don't think I've ever experienced this with other guides before."

Yu Xia: "How did the other guides help you process your mental imagery?"

Feng Yan recalled: "In a small house, the guide, wearing gloves, helped the sentry direct the flow of people through the glass."

Yu Xia smiled and said, "With such tight security, of course it feels different from what you're experiencing here now."

Feng Yan looked up from her back, met her gaze, and said very seriously, "I don't think I'm that kind of sentinel. Whether it's a guide or a sentinel, I can smell anyone's scent from kilometers away."

The sentry's deep brown pupils reflected the indoor light, clear and bright.

Yu Xia's thinking was not on the same page as his, so she could only compliment him, "Your nose is really sharp."

Feng Yan: "Guide Yu Xia, I'm not trying to coax you. Although we did some things that weren't very good for the sake of business, we have always been honest with our clients and will always keep our promises."

Yu Xia saw that he suddenly brought up this matter, and she still couldn't think on the same wavelength as him, so she just said, "I believe you can do it. You helped Polya find what he wanted before."

Feng Yan's slightly tense expression relaxed when he heard her say that she believed in him.

The two fell silent for a moment, and the training room returned to quiet.

The sentry's smooth, long black tail brushed against Yu Xia's legs, making her skin itch slightly. She grabbed his tail to stop him from moving.

Feng Yan paused slightly, its tail wriggled twice in her hand, and then lay obediently in her palm without moving.

He buried his face in the guide's hair, his lips gently rubbing against the glands on the back of her neck through the strands of hair, showing the same desire as any other sentinel who was close to Yu Xia, but keeping it within a certain limit and not going any further.

The sentry's movements were always nimble, and even when an instinctive desire welled up in his heart, all his actions remained within the limits that the guide allowed.

After a while——

“I could smell the scent you gave off when you were with that sea creature. I thought you might need us.”

Feng Yan said sincerely, "If you need it."

Yu Xia was taken aback, suddenly remembering how sensitive the sentries' noses were; they could probably smell and hear everything she and Selius made.

hiss.

“That’s… a normal smell.” Yu Xia used one of her skills, feigning ignorance with a straight face, and said, “It’s just that your nose is too sensitive.”

She had already entered Ana and Feng Yan's mental landscapes, and the two of them had no defenses or intentions towards her, even instinctively controlling themselves. Her mental guidance for them also had an element of testing.

They had no ill intentions; they were good sentinels.

Feng Yan gave a soft "hmm," but didn't heed Yu Xia's words; he trusted his intuition.

Baby dolphins also need comfort.

"Tell me how to do it." Feng Yan nestled against her back, gently arching his back. "I don't know how."

Yu Xia's face flushed slightly from the sentry's actions. She slowly exhaled, "Feng Yan, are you done?"

"No." Feng Yan raised his head, moved his cheek to hers, and nuzzled her cheek affectionately like a puppy. "You're not better either. Teach me, I'll do it well and make you happy."

Yu Xia opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Feng Yan said again, "I don't want your comfort. I just want to repay you with the same happiness. Don't look down on me. Teach me, and I will learn quickly."

Feng Yan: "What Aug and the others can do, I can do too."

Feng Yan's tone was very sincere, without any ambiguity. He wasn't asking Yu Xia for anything, but rather sincerely and simply wanted to repay her.

Yu Xia turned her head to look into his eyes, and she could even see a longing in his eyes for her to learn from.

A little weird.

But Yu Xia inexplicably felt that this was how a sentry should be comforted by a guide.

“I have read historical records about sentries and guides in the past. Mental counseling is not one-way. Both sides can benefit from mutual comfort and guidance.”

Feng Yan, like a serious scholar, imparted or discussed knowledge with Yu Xia, "Have you always been unilaterally channeling their spiritual energy, or unilaterally accepting their comfort?"

Yu Xia nodded. She had indeed been unilaterally receiving Selius's mental power for the past two days.

Feng Yan's words seemed to make a lot of sense, but she was really well fed. Selius was afraid that she would go hungry, so she didn't have many opportunities to give back some of her spiritual energy to him.

“Sentinels and guides need to comfort more than just their mental bodies. We are born stronger and more perceptive than ordinary people, but we also need each other’s comfort even more. Your body should know this very well.”

Feng Yan's lips brushed against her glands again through her hair, his face clearly saying, "I can help."

Yu Xia stared at him and suddenly said, "Feng Yan, you're not quite the same as I usually know you. You talk a lot."

Feng Yan let out a soft "ah," feeling somewhat embarrassed, as if his little secret had been exposed.

"I was being presumptuous." Feng Yan said, his eyes still sparkling as he looked at Yu Xia earnestly, "Do you need any help? I really want to learn."

Yu Xia's thought process finally aligned with his.

She was amused by Feng Yan.

Perhaps because she had seen so many sentinels, she found Feng Yan's honesty, his slightly scheming nature, and his earnest discussion of "academics" with her rather endearing.

"Not yet." Yu Xia gave the puppy another kiss because he was so adorable. "Don't tell Ana, okay?"

Feng Yan was more satisfied with the kiss than Anatoly, and buried his face in her back, taking a deep breath. "I will cherish it."

It's a bit of a pity, though. Yu Xia didn't ask him for help. He genuinely felt that the little dolphin guide needed comforting, and he really could smell it.

The baby dolphin will suffocate if it does that.

The Doberman puppy, squatting at Yu Xia's feet, nudged her leg and licked it. It then rested its chin on Yu Xia's leg, sandwiching her between them and quietly watching her.

Yu Xia patted the puppy's head; dogs are so easy to coax.