Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 120 He was so happy

Ian stood at the door, and his cold gaze softened a lot when he shifted to Qianzhi.

He heard what Theo said.

Interrupting the crown prince was not his style as a marshal, but the strong sense of crisis and panic in his subconscious made him almost subconsciously interrupt Theo's words and Chizhi's answer.

He was afraid of Chizhi's reply.

His little girl is innocent, gentle, and so gullible. Will she agree to Theo's request?

He was also afraid that her answer would be blunt and heartless, which would mean that they did not occupy enough of a place in her heart, or that her love only came from the lure of pheromones and her past as a messenger of God, and that she only had compassionate love for humans.

Either way, it would cause him pain.

Moreover, ever since the day when the disaster ended, he had been dreaming.

Dreaming about the previous life.

In his dreams, he and she had spent countless beautiful nights together.

He covered her with his broad back, listening to her sweet and soft breathing and the sound of her calling his name.

Her eyes were filled with infinite love for him, and her whole body exuded his scent.

Until the night fades away and the morning light appears.

She lay in his arms, sleeping soundly.

Ian is willing to stay trapped in such a dream for the rest of his life and never wake up.

Now, seeing the vivid girl right in front of him, the beautiful scenes in his dream instantly flooded into his mind.

Fine beads of sweat instantly broke out on the back of his neck and his spine felt numb.

He is now off suppressants.

He used to inject inhibitors every once in a while, not only to prevent himself from being affected by pheromones, but also because he hoped to attract Qianzhi by relying on himself rather than pheromones alone.

His enthusiasm for pheromones is actually not much better than Theo, who has skin and pheromone sensitivities.

He was also afraid that if he became like that, it would scare Chizhi.

But now, Ian has other considerations and has changed his habit of taking inhibitors regularly.

"Ian."

The ears sensitively captured Qianzhi's voice.

The man standing at the door slowly came back to his senses, but the red spot on the tip of his ear seemed to reveal his complicated and strange heart.

"Qianqian, I heard you were awake, so I brought some desserts that you might like."

Ian walked over to Theo as he spoke, and inconspicuously exchanged glances with Theo for a moment.

The latter's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression was gloomy and unclear.

The two large cats stared at each other calmly, then looked away.

The momentary smell of gunpowder and years of tacit understanding collided at this moment and then disappeared in an instant.

Qianzhi sniffed lightly and vaguely smelled the cool mint scent coming from Ian.

Also, there was a sweet and fishy smell that had rarely appeared before. It was very sticky and lingered around her nose like spider silk, a bit like the smell of a sunny day.

It’s like a man who is always gentle and serious, tearing off a little of his disguised and restrained skin, revealing the wild face underneath.

"Cake? You know exactly what Qianqian likes, Ian."

Theo brought the topic back to the previous topic.

"I believe Qianqian prefers the taste of my pheromones to those made from industrial saccharin." He leaned over and kissed the ends of Qianzhi's hair, his golden eyes sparkling:
"But, I was indeed abrupt, Qianqian. Compared to our previous agreement, your mood and smile are more important than anything else."

Theo rarely saw the girl's serene, carefree smile since the moment the "door" appeared.

So he was reluctant to destroy it.

But the fingers he was touching and about to move away were pinched by Chizhi.

The girl blinked and slowly applied force with her fingertips, as if giving him a new promise.

"I did lie to you, Theo," she shook Theo's finger, "The Disaster was too close to us then, so I wanted to get away from you as soon as possible, find the Disaster, and put an end to it with him—"

Her lips were blocked by Theo's big hand, and his expression was somewhat painful:
"——Qianqian, I don't allow you to say that word. Nothing will happen to you, ever."

The palms of his hands were wet, with the warm breath spreading from her lips. He lowered his head to look into Qianzhi's curved green eyes and heard her promise.

"Well, there won't be any more."

Qianzhi has been wondering about one thing since she woke up.

She did see the interstellar consciousness in her trance, so maybe He still exists in this world.

Since He exists, why didn't He absorb her back into His body and even return all her mental power?

And uh, where on earth did he go?
As for herself, her past mission seemed to have come to an end, leaving her feeling a little lost in the blank time.

And is there anything else she can do?
Finally, because of spiritual comfort and the responsibilities on her shoulders, she has not been able to face her feelings. Should she give herself a clearer answer now?

Qianzhi raised her head and looked seriously into Xiochan's golden eyes.

"Give me a little more time, Theo," she lowered her head again thoughtfully, "this time, let me catch up with you."

Her emotions are duller than those of real humans, so she still needs some time to sort out her thoughts. She will no longer escape, and will even take the initiative to explore.

The guards outside the door made a sharp bang.

What did he he he he he hear? Lord Qianzhi is going to chase His Highness?
Doesn't our Highness no longer have to cry while holding the dodder doll?

"Chase me?" Theo's pupils suddenly dilated, his lips trembled, and his words became incoherent.

He thought Qianzhi would ignore his love and pursuit as she did before, but he didn't expect that the stone he had been throwing into the valley with perseverance would one day fly back into his palm.

Moreover, the young seedlings on the mountain extended to him a branch called "care".

"Qianqian means that she will catch up with your unique, imaginative, and fast-paced thinking, Your Highness."

Ian next to him still had a calm expression, and every word he uttered was chilled, with the slightest ice crystals emanating from his body.

He is always concise and seldom uses a string of adjectives to represent the strong jealousy he exudes.

This made Theo raise an eyebrow.

"Marshal, Qianqian really likes my detached thinking. What do you think?"

"I don't think so. I don't think it has anything to do with you. It's just that Qianqian is too gentle to you." Ian's tone became increasingly cold and hard.

"Really?" Theo leaned close to Qianzhi's face, his delicate features and charming and gentle peach blossom eyes raised, "Then, Qianqian, if you want to catch up with me, now, can you kiss me?"

Before he finished speaking, the little hands pinched his chin and gently kissed the corner of his lips.

It was as light as snowflakes falling on the lips, but it seemed to burn the blond man's lips like a raging fire.

He was like a young boy who had just fallen in love, with his handsome cheeks flushed.

This time, it had nothing to do with spiritual comfort, she really gave him a pure kiss.

Shit, he was so happy.