Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 42 Sweet Lion

Every nerve in Theo was clamoring for Qianzhi's comfort.

His skin and internal organs were almost burned by the burning hunger. The light sweet scent on her body was like an illusory oasis in the desert, attracting his entire mind.

And her exposed fair skin, he wanted to stick to it completely.

Qianzhi looked at the creature in front of her that looked like a huge lion, but was actually a soft little kitten.

Theo's pheromones were so powerful, but in front of her, they were so soft that he almost flattened himself into a kitten pancake.

The tsundere look she had when we first met had completely disappeared, leaving only the tender and delicate meowing.

Just like the smell of honey flowing in the car, it whetted her appetite.

The vines reached out and played maliciously with his lion ears.

Theo had never had his ears pinched like this before. If it were someone else, he would have torn him to pieces with his claws.

But the girl's touch was so gentle and ambiguous that he couldn't resist gasping, and even his throat was filled with hot steam.

When she tried to take the vine down, he pulled on it involuntarily, allowing her to love his other lion ear.

"This way, this way too"

His lips were red, his eyes were wet, and sweat made his shirt stick to his skin, outlining his thin muscles.

The ears covered with soft fur were warm and soft to the touch, and they swayed deftly in the direction of Qianzhi's fingers, allowing them to stick to her fingers better.

Theo stared at Qianzhi's neck and exposed white arms, trying hard to swallow the desire that was surging up in his head.

Her ears felt so comfortable. It would be even more comfortable if his body could be pressed against her skin.

"Your Highness, I need to enter your mental picture." Qianzhi leaned close to his ear and blew into his sensitive ear mischievously.

His chin was lifted by Qianzhi's fingers and gently scratched by her fingertips.

Another wave of heat surged in his heart and lower down, and he could no longer kneel and leaned forward.

The other slender hand that did not turn into a lion's claw grabbed her rebellious little hand and kissed her palm randomly.

"You don't have to ask me for anything. I will agree to anything."

The smell of the guide essence made him unable to control his panting: "So Qianqian, please, please be quick."

As the superior of the empire, he would not speak in such a humble manner.

But in front of her, he was willing to bow down.

Qianzhi took a breath of the dense honey aroma, squeezing the vines and his own consciousness into his mental picture.

It was emptier there than she had imagined.

She was standing in a deserted palace hall. In the center of the hall was an icy throne, and directly below the throne was a frozen lion.

It holds its head high, huge and agile, but with an indifferent expression, as if it only wants to rule over all things in the world and does not linger on.

There is no scent of honey here. Everything is isolated by the frozen lions. It is lonely and empty, full of despair.

"Are you lonely?" Qianzhi placed his palm on the cold ice and looked closely at the lion's bright golden eyes that appeared inorganic in the ice.

The air flowing here was dark and bitter, and the throne above seemed to have become an iron cage that imprisoned him. Qianzhi could feel his suffocation and pain.

The worries about his aging parents, the helplessness about his younger brother's illness, the gradually spreading Zerg threat, people's hopes, and the endless worries about the future all weighed heavily on him alone.

He is the crown prince, and he must be strong enough to have no weaknesses.

So he learned to block his emotions and mental perception, presenting himself to people as a strong man who was not afraid of anything.

"Theo, Theo Soltz." Qianzhi whispered his name, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." The tender green vines spread along the ice as she spoke.

The empty world is filled with green, and the fragrance of flowers is everywhere.

Buzz. Crack.

That was the sound of the ice melting in the direction the vines spread.

A glimmer of hope flashed in the lion's eyes.

The next moment, the ice shattered and a huge lion jumped out from the frozen world.

What was released along with him was a huge amount of mental power and the taste of extreme emotions.

Qianzhi seemed to be thrown into a sea of ​​honey.

Moreover, those smells turned into physical tentacles, wrapping around her body, trapping her in his golden and dense spiritual picture, unable to escape.

"Qianzhi." The golden lion chanted her name and its tail wrapped around her waist.

The lion transformed into a human form. The handsome man placed her on the throne, knelt on one knee beside her, raised his face and kissed the corner of her lips seductively, then turned to stimulate her sensitive neck, causing the girl's green eyes to be filled with mist.

"Mark me, doesn't Qianzhi like my smell the most?" He murmured softly in her ear, and gently bit her earlobe, making it turn a charming cherry red.

It was too sweet. Qianzhi felt as if she was tightly entangled in a dense honey spider web, and even her thoughts were scattered by the sweet taste and bewitching voice.

The petite body in Theo's arms trembled slightly at his touch.

The man's eyes were gloomy, and he wanted to turn around to kiss her lips, but when he met her gaze, his peach blossom eyes suddenly widened.

Chizhi pulled her consciousness out of Theo's mental picture and opened her eyes sleepily.

The pheromone smell in the car was still strong. Qianzhi moved her tired body and after a long time of effort, she finally broke free from the strong arms that were tightly wrapped around her waist.

The man was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

His mental strength had been suppressed and blocked, and he went through several days of sleepless struggle between reason and instinct.

After this complete outburst, and being soothed and purified by Qianzhi, he fell asleep involuntarily.

Qianzhi opened the door of the suspended train with weak hands and feet, and saw Bo Lan and Sylvie who had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Qianqian!" The gloomy-faced wolf sentinel immediately put on a gentle smile the moment he saw Qianzhi coming out.

He supported her somewhat limp body, and in a corner where she couldn't see him, his expression became gloomy again.

The smell of pheromones belonging to other sentinels on her body was too strong, so strong that his violent emotions surged up, and he wanted to release pheromones to cover up all the smell of Theo.

Qianzhi held Bo Lan's arm, covered her face with her hands, and retched a little.

She didn't expect that after being suppressed by Theo Soltz, the amount of mental power that needed to be comforted would be so great, which made her a little too full, or even bloated.

This successfully stopped her from wanting to eat anything with a honey taste for a month.

Bo Lan gritted his teeth and tried to make his tone calm and natural.

The smell of pheromones on Qianzhi's body was too strong, making it easy for him to think of other things besides spiritual comfort.

But he just bent down, swallowed the bitterness, and asked Qianzhi carefully:

"Qianqian, have you marked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

——Or did you do something else?

(End of this chapter)