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Chapter 122 The Days Belonging to Qianqian

It’s so nice to sleep in Bo Lan’s arms.

The man seemed to have done some hair removal and skin softening treatments in advance; his chest was firm, flexible and warm, and his sunken cheeks felt very comfortable to the touch.

It also exuded his own fragrance and the scent of shower gel, as if he had fallen into a forest of chocolate desserts, and Qianzhi couldn't help but rub it again and again.

The man above her head had deep eyes, his legs were slightly closed stiffly, and even his waist was bent backwards.

Now is not the time.

She did not resist his deeper touch at all, and even unconsciously longed for his touch, just like now, even when she was half asleep and half awake, she was still leaning on his chest and biting his fingers.

However, he is a crafty dog ​​and needs a more secure relationship with his owner.

Ian's face turned completely dark.

He arrived outside the highest resting room of the military headquarters almost at dawn and waited for Chizhi.

However, he didn't expect that after a slight sound from the door, the person who walked out was not the petite girl, but another dangerous competitor.

This competitor didn't care about his cold gaze at all, and instead openly showed the kiss marks on his neck and chest.

"Marshal Gwen," Bo Lan said calmly, "Qianqian has woken up. She was very happy to hear that you were here."

Ian stared at Bo Lan's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Compared to when he first met Bo Lan, those brown eyes were less beastly, bloodthirsty, cruel, and hypocritically gentle, but more human, possessive, and satedly loyal.

And all his changes were because of that gentle girl.

"Bo Lan," Ian said with thin lips, "We should all be thankful for meeting Qian Qian. If it weren't for her, you wouldn't be standing here, so don't be too greedy."

She is the savior of the Bo Lan world, not the property of this brown wolf.

Likewise, it won't belong to Ian alone.

Her love comes not only from emotion, but also from a sense of responsibility towards the world and humanity.

So if they want to get her, they must learn to be patient and wait, as well as be infinitely loyal to her.

Bo Lan gently shook the collar that was tightly tied around his neck. On it was a small bell belonging to Qianzhi, which would occasionally sway gently as he shook his head.

"I know exactly what you mean," he chuckled, "I am Qianzhi's dog, and I will sharpen all my sharp fangs and dangerous claws and allow her to touch me with trust."

"Besides that," Bo Lan raised his eyelids and stared at Ian's abnormally pale skin, "I won't overdo the human skin I once put on."

He would appropriately display his latent animal nature, grasping her skirt tightly with a strong possessiveness, greedily devouring her taste and everything that could touch her body, while at the same time bowing down to her with the utmost piety and humility.

Chizhi knows themselves better than they think.

"So, Marshal," Bo Lan passed by Ian and glanced at the cold sweat that was slowly seeping out of the back of his neck for some reason, "It's the same for you. If you suppress yourself too much, the backlash will only be more severe."

This man, like him, was hiding an overwhelming desire.

When the time comes, the counterattack will be even more severe.

"Why are you standing out there so long, Ian?"

The little girl leaned her arms on the edge of the bed, her calves swaying. The slender and beautiful curve of her calves and her fair skin made Ian dazed.

For a moment, he wanted to indulge himself and rush over, crushing the skin there hard, causing it to become red and damp.

"Why are you still in a daze?" The little hand waved in front of his eyes, and Ian suddenly came back to his senses and found that Qianzhi was already standing in front of him, with her bare white feet standing on the ground, her toes resting next to his black military boots.

The contrast of colors made him swallow his saliva for no reason. He sighed, held her waist politely, and picked her up. "The ground is still cold, don't walk barefoot."

"But you will only pay attention to me if I walk up to you." She hugged his neck as usual, her fingertips brushed against Ian's skin, and she felt the man tremble violently.

A sweet, fishy smell mixed with the scent of mint emanated from beneath his neat military uniform.

"Ian?" Qianzhi noticed that the man looked pale and wanted to reach out to touch his forehead, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Marshal, are you doing nothing so early in the morning?" Theo sneered.

He was dressed very formally today, in a neat black suit that made him look tall and thin, while also highlighting the beautiful lines of broad shoulders and long legs.

The hem of the suit is inlaid with exquisite gold thread and embroidered with lion patterns, making it look elegant and noble.

Theo strode over, and his gaze became ambiguous and soft the moment it fell on Qianzhi.

Because the little girl wore the clothes he chose.

The black corseted dress highlights the girl's slender waist, and the hem is embroidered with golden brocade thread, which is the same design as his.

Her black hair fell on her thin bare shoulders, and the thin tulle adorned her arms made her look like an elf in the moonlight.

"Your Highness, you got up too late." Ian replied lightly, and carefully put Qianzhi back to the bed.

"Qianqian's dress must be matched with suitable shoes. I spent some time choosing, so I'm a little slow." While Theo was speaking, the waiters outside brought in rows of boxes.

Before the room was filled with boxes, Chie pointed to a pair at random.

A smile flashed across Theo's eyes as he took out the pair of small high heels sparkling with tiny rhinestones from the box, knelt on one knee, circled her slender ankle with his long fingers, lowered his head, and slowly tied her thin shoelaces into a beautiful bow.

"Put on your shoes, my dearest lady."

The crown prince, who was above everyone else, knelt before her, his handsome face filled with an indulgent smile.

It seemed to be Qianzhi's illusion. The moment his head lowered, his warm breath brushed against the sensitive inside of her knees, and a gentle breeze blew past.

She shuddered, moved back, and was again encircled by Theo's arms, causing her eyes to fall directly into his shattered gold eyes.

"What day is today?" She tilted her head, trying to get rid of the man in front of her by asking a question.

He was so dazzling, especially when he showed her his passionate, undisguised love.

That burning emotion was like a scorching spark, splashing out from his sight, almost melting every inch of her skin.

"It's a day that belongs to Qianqian, and it's also a day that belongs to the empire." Theo's lips widened, "Because of Qianqian, our world has a new vitality."

The man's handsome features were immersed in the bright morning light, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were shining brightly as he stared at her intently.

"I want Qianqian to see how beautiful this world you saved is."