Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 124 Stay with Me Forever

Ian envied and admired his good friend Theo.

As the crown prince, one should be calm, reserved and sharp.

But Theo was as warm as the sun, with an extroverted personality. Sometimes he didn't know how to restrain himself, and his likes and dislikes were clearly shown on his face.

But he can't.

He is the marshal, and every decision he makes requires careful reasoning and rigorous thinking. He cannot be distracted by anyone or anything.

So he occasionally got tired of being a sentinel, and the smell of pheromones released by those guides made him extremely uncomfortable.

From the moment I met Qianzhi, those unexpressed desires began to have a source.

He came to District 9 with unspeakable selfishness, wanting her to know him, understand him, and mark him.

But it is not enough, absolutely not enough.

Those desires had long since turned into roaring beasts, but he suppressed them forcefully, swallowed them firmly under his tongue, and buried them in his stomach.

Even during the period of temporarily marking Qianzhi, he resisted the urge and stayed where he was supposed to be, not crossing the red line between guide and sentinel.

Only occasionally, in the bathroom, when he was venting himself, would he see his own handsome, unsatisfied eyes in the broken mirror and in the spider-web-like cracks.

And during the moments inside the "door", he briefly let it out, but only to kiss her lips and, hungrily, eat up all her saliva and body fluids.

He knew that she had too many heavy things in her heart, and those thoughts left her no time to think deeply about her feelings for the Sentinels, so he tried to restrain himself and tried to become someone she absolutely trusted.

As time went by, the powerful inhibitor went from once a week to four times a week, and now, in addition to Qianzhi's ordinary comfort, he needs to take the inhibitor within 24 hours to keep his mind active and his remaining sanity.

The desire has long been unable to be quelled, like a pile of snow that may collapse from the top of the mountain at any time and bury him and her.

A long tail extended from his coccyx, and Ian's intrusive gaze roamed back and forth over Qianzhi, as if he was figuring out where on her body he should place his tail.

The hair on her neck tickled her and made her giggle.

Her chest, I can feel her soft rise and fall,
Or her belly, delicate to the touch, quivering as her tail lingers,
Then, there is her sticky warmth, which will wet the tip of the tail into clumps.

Theo clenched his jaw, knowing Ian's condition all too well.

It was an abyss-like, insatiable desire that had once erupted in him, almost swallowing him whole.

Theo raised his arm and tapped the miniature light screen:

"Qianqian, please leave here quickly. I'll go call the medic over—"

"—It's useless, Theo." Chizhi interrupted him.

The snow-capped mountains had collapsed, and pheromones filled the entire room, like a man's helpless and hungry roar.

Sweet and fishy pheromones surrounded her body, invisibly encircling her layer by layer, surging unbearably, licking her fingertips with the last bit of sanity, and then shrinking back into the encirclement.

The girl in the middle seemed indifferent and calm as usual, but in fact, the sweat that seeped out of her due to bewitchment had already wet the gauze on her back, sticking sticky to her body.

Even her neck was beaded with sweat.

"Qianqian, Ian is in a bad condition now. He might hurt you. Be good. I'll call the medics over first. When he's stable, I'll let Qianqian comfort him." Theo said through gritted teeth. He wanted to go over and grab Qianzhi, but was immediately blocked by an invisible mental wall. He watched Qianzhi walk towards Ian.

The latter half-knelt on the ground, and feeling her approach, he almost couldn't wait to grab her hand, put his nose and lips on the palm of her hand, and sniffed it morbidly.

"There's no need for a medic to come, Theo," Qianzhi said softly, half squatting down, hugging Ian's neck, and kissing his forehead, which was already wet with sweat. "He shouldn't have to endure the pain of more drug treatment."

Theo opened his mouth and then closed it dejectedly.

No matter how jealous he was of Ian, he was still his friend, and he couldn't bear to see Ian suffer so much pain.

Because he knew the pain and suffering very well.

But he was so unwilling and jealous, so jealous that he hoped that he was the one suffering now, so that he would be the one to be comforted, not Ian.

The door of the room was gently closed by Theo as he walked out.

The man kneeling in front of Qianzhi had a dark light flashing in his dark blue eyes.

When the darkness of the disaster is eliminated, the girl's attention will finally shift away from human mercy. He must take advantage of her gentleness and kindness, seize this opportunity, and occupy her attention to the greatest extent.

Even if he had to resort to any means necessary and expose his vulnerability in front of her.

He wants to take a gamble.

"Ian, don't move yet." Qianzhi didn't notice the greedy gaze of the man next to her and stretched out the vines, extending into his mental picture.

This time is different from the past. Ordinary spiritual comfort can eliminate negative emotions, but severe fever requires more and stronger spiritual entanglement.

Even worse than when he was comforting Theo before.

The black panther in the mental image was struggling in pain, but the moment Qianzhi touched his hot fur, the fur suddenly changed and turned into smooth skin.

Her gaze suddenly turned, and a naked man leaned towards her, his leopard eyes erect and filled with wild desire.

The moment the man came over with a gasp and kissed her, Qianzhi concentrated and wrapped all the vines around him.

Outside the mental picture, Chizhi, who closed her eyes and focused all her perception on the picture, was placed on the sofa by Ian.

The pleasure of being entangled and soothed by the vines in the picture made the man raise his slender neck and gasp. After a violent tremor, Ian opened his eyes, his larynx rolled, and stared at the girl who still had her eyes closed and was earnestly helping him to comfort her in the mental picture.

The man ripped off her shoes in a frenzy, and stroked her slender calves with his hands covered with gun calluses. His tongue also rolled over her hungrily, scratching her snow-white skin until it turned red.

Ian straightened up, took a dark look at her calves covered with spots, then leaned over and kissed her sensitive neck. After feeling her trembling and unconscious gasping, he slowly moved his fingers to her lower abdomen.

"Qianqian."

"Qianqian."

Ian's voice sounded both inside and outside the mental image.

While stimulating her sensitivity, he called her name seductively, tempting her to make a commitment.

"Be my partner and stay with me forever."