Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 37: Disrupting His Mental Picture

In the hall, the handsome man and the pretty girl were particularly eye-catching.

"Qianqian." Ian called her in an unusually soft and ambiguous voice.

He didn't mind the envious or amazed looks from people around him.
He even stood beside her in an especially ostentatious manner, pointing his slender finger at the blank space on the computer and saying, "Just sign here."

His expression was so hurtful and deceptive that the registration staff couldn't help but blush. They stared blankly at the Marshal's rare gentleness, then came to their senses, lowered their heads, and repeatedly confirmed that what they signed was only a guardianship agreement.

Not some marriage registration.

Another wave of whispers and exclamations rang through Qianzhi's ears, including the girls' little screams.

"Ian?" A low, magnetic voice, highly recognizable, penetrated the noisy background and sounded from beside them.

Qianzhi raised her head and was almost dazzled by the man in front of her.

It's not just because he's exceptionally good-looking, but also because he looks golden.

His soft, golden, semi-long hair fell on his shoulders, revealing his narrow, peach-shaped eyes, which were an even more dazzling golden color, so eye-catching that one could not look directly at them.

"Your Highness." Ian nodded to him, and Theo Saltz smiled and hit him on the shoulder.

"Why are you pretending to be so old-fashioned in front of me, Ian?" Theo said, glancing casually at Qianzhi with his lazy and casual peach blossom eyes.

"Is this the little guide you've been thinking about?"

For some reason, Theo felt his throat go dry, and he smiled and turned his head back.

Just like the photo he saw on Ian's laptop, she looked soft and delicate, like a doll that would break if you squeezed it a few times in your hands.

But why should he care what she looked like?

He hated guides the most.

"Yeah." Ian nodded coldly, glanced at Theo's gaze sharply, and pulled Qianzhi closer behind him.

"Are you here again?" He looked at the royal receptionist upstairs, who was operating something on the computer with a wry smile on his face.

"Right," Theo raised an eyebrow at his friend, "My parents took the initiative to add guides to my comfort list again, so I came here in person to delete them all."

"Your mental power fluctuations are already quite high," Ian frowned, "Even if you are repulsed, you still have to consider your own situation."

Hearing his words, Theo shrugged nonchalantly, patted his friend on the shoulder and walked out.

But the moment he turned around, he saw Qianzhi behind Ian looking at him casually.

After noticing Theo's gaze, the girl saluted him in a perfunctory manner.

He suddenly had the evil idea of ​​playing a trick on Ian.

"Little guide," the golden-haired man's handsome eyebrows curved into crescents, the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing a little fang, "Theo Soltz, I am happy to serve you."

He half-bowed gracefully and dignifiedly, and extended his slender, half-gloved fingers toward Qianzhi politely.

"Theo!" Ian's brows furrowed even more tightly this time.

Although his friend hated the guide, he also wanted to see him get jealous and lose his composure.

But Qianzhi was not afraid of the slight sense of oppression brought by the crown prince as a superior.

She looked directly at Theo with her pretty little face and performed the same standard courtesy:
"I am also pleased to meet you, Your Highness Soltz."

Finally, she touched the back of Theo's hand with her finger as a gesture of return. Theo's lazy and carefree expression suddenly disappeared the moment Qianzhi touched him.

He has a severe mysophobia and always wears gloves made of thin fabric that do not hinder his movements.

But at this moment, the feeling of being touched by another person was almost too much for him to bear.

It was clearly just a light touch.

But the moment those soft fingertips touched his skin, it was like an inextinguishable fire that instantly ignited and spread all the way from the back of his hand.

One part went up, causing his heart to beat rapidly and disorderly, as if there was a flying bird hidden inside, fluttering around trying to jump out of his throat.

The other part spread over his lower abdomen and pubic bone, and finally burned slowly there.

Theo took a step back unbearably, and extremely rudely and awkwardly struggled to break free from Qianzhi's hand.

If he was touched for even half a second longer, he would die here.

He was glad that he did not wear the royal trousers that showed off his lower body today, but instead wore a pair of extremely loose trousers. Otherwise, his fame would have been ruined at this moment.

"Your Highness!" This time Ian was no longer jealous and angry, but rather felt a little annoyed at Theo's attitude.

Even if you hate the guide, you shouldn't do such rude things as shaking hands in public.

Moreover, this man not only shook off Qianzhi's hand, but also covered his nose, as if he couldn't stand the smell of her.

"Ahem," Theo's peach blossom eyes were already misty with a thin layer of moisture, and even the circles around his eyes were dotted with a peachy red.

He wanted to explain, but his palm loosened slightly from his nose, and the youthful floral scent of the girl beside him immediately penetrated into his nose and lips.

It was as if the moment he touched Qianzhi, the switches that sealed his perception of the guide were all turned on at this moment, madly instilling one thought into his brain, glands, and internal organs:
want her!
Want to touch her!
She wanted her spirit to mess up his mental picture!

Until there was nothing else in his mind except her!

"I-I didn't mean to..." The noble Crown Prince had never looked so embarrassed before. He shook his head in a trance and staggered two steps towards Qianzhi.

However, Qianzhi took a step back in the opposite direction of him and said, "My guide Su Weiwei has caused trouble to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I am very sorry for this."

Her green eyes were so cold that Theo inexplicably felt an unbearable chill.

His throat rolled, and he wanted to explain something, but he felt that he looked extremely ridiculous.

He obviously hates guides.

He had once been conceited that pheromones were unaffected by any guide.

In this way, they can clearly see the ugly scene of the sentinels being manipulated by the guides, and at the same time, they are deeply disgusted by the condescending look of the guides when they dominate the sentinels.

But now, he was the one who made a fool of himself.

"Your Highness, now that we have finished our business here, we will leave first." Ian glanced at the whispering crowd and completely blocked Qianzhi behind him.

His Chizhi is a very good person, and even if he is the crown prince of the empire, he should not be treated disrespectfully.

He needed to get Chizhi away from here as soon as possible before she came under criticism.

But in an instant, people's discussions suddenly became louder, and they all looked to the other side of the hall:

"Oh my god, this isn't it."

(End of this chapter)