Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 99 The Flirtatious Lover Waiting for the Lover

The vine recognized the scent of the man behind it and clung to his fingers obediently.

At the same time, Qianzhi's back pressed against the hot and hard chest.

The man's eyes behind him turned into pointed vertical pupils under the refraction of Lan Yu, as if he was catching his beloved prey.

Ian lowered his head behind Qianzhi, pushed her fluffy and soft hair aside, revealing her slender white neck, and pressed his lips against it.

It was very smooth, like the softest silk in the world.

The light pink gland belonging to the guide bulged slightly when touched by the familiar fingers.

Ian touched it lightly with his fangs.

Feeling the familiar tremor of the girl in front of his chest, even the color of the glands began to turn red, as if inviting his fangs to pierce into it.

The hand that was holding Qianzhi's black hair suddenly tightened.

The instinct of occupation and ardent love collided with his precarious consciousness.

She once stayed by his side briefly because of his temporary mark.

Her soft and slender arms were always around his neck, begging for his kiss and hug.

She would also act coquettishly towards him, and even get jealous if other people talked to him a few more words.

He used to be the most special person in her eyes.

These vines wove the most wonderful dreams, making him fall into them and pray never to wake up.

Bloodshot eyes appeared in Ian's eyes, and jealousy slowly rose.

He lowered his head, pressed his fangs against Chizhi's gland, and slowly pressed down.

"Woo--" The gland at the back of the neck was crushed hard, and it felt like an electric current running all the way down the spine.

Qianzhi bit her lips, her porcelain-white face was covered with a pink blush, and the corners of her slightly drooping eyes were stained with a light red.

Her soft appearance could not be seen by Ian behind her, but was seen clearly by Sylvie.

Her loss of pleasure, her sensitivity to Ian's pheromones, and the access she allowed his fangs to her glands.

That was something he hadn't gotten yet.

As if he had not yet received her marked favor.

Compared to Ian, he was like a poor beggar, or a lover who was waiting anxiously for his philandering lover to look at him again.

Compared to Ian, he was really poor and had nothing.

A surge of jealousy and grievance rose from his chest.

He used his shoulders and waist to pull Qianzhi completely into his arms.

Pinching her chin, he concentrated the sweetest pheromones in her glands, letting them overflow on the tip of his tongue, tempting her to pick them up bit by bit.

He tried his best to seduce her.

He raised his eyes gloomily again and glanced at Ian behind Qianzhi.

——That’s enough. You have already received enough, her care, her tenderness, her unique pampering for you.

——And I will not give you even a penny just because you are my brother.

Sylvie's pheromones rushed towards Qianzhi like an invisible wave, and those anxious and hungry emotions completely sucked her into the vortex. She choked and coughed, and her fingers weakly pushed Sylvie's strong arms, but were held tighter by the somewhat collapsed man.

——Look at me more, touch me more, and say you need me.

"I, I want to go back and rest - um -" Qianzhi did not hear the voice of the man who was almost collapsed.

She was enveloped in the overwhelming pheromones of the top sentinel, and almost lost all her breath.

The vine stretched out impatiently, trying to interrupt Sylvie's roughly feeding her.

But the next moment, the branches softened because of Sylvie's humble plea.

"Don't leave me, don't go, please, Qianqian." The man's voice was almost choked and almost crazy. He looked so fragile that he would break at the slightest touch.

When Chizhi was tricked by his fragile appearance and stopped moving back again, Sylvie leaned down again stubbornly and put his lips close to hers.

He then forcefully pulled the remaining cloth off his upper body and pressed his naked, smooth, firm skin against her body.

He forced the vine to touch his gland.

The crisp mint scent suddenly spread from behind Qianzhi.

It lingered around the thousand branches with an imperceptible anger, driving Sylvie's pheromones aside.

At the same time, Ian put his arms around Qianzhi's slender neck and gently held her in his arms.

Sylvie felt a chill in his arms. The girl who was nestled in his heart flew out of his body like a bird frightened by the cool wind.

And in front of her, the man who was so similar to him and yet so different was hugging her.

The same blue eyes stared at each other.

"I gave you a chance, Sylvie." Ian wrapped Qianzhi tightly.

Three minutes. Ian just said to himself in his heart. He will give Xiweier three minutes.

Sylvie is his younger brother, and Sylvie's strong mental fluctuations need Qianqian's comfort.

But the once broad-minded marshal is just an ordinary man here who is jealous and envious.

He saw Peacock doing everything he could to seduce his girl.

A beautiful body, a look and posture of weakness, and even bending down to satisfy her in the same way he had satisfied Qianqian.

The Marshal, who once had the most patience, could no longer endure it.

Sylvie slowly tossed his shirt over his shoulders and raised an eyebrow at Ian.

"Ian, you're stretching your hands too far."

——She is not your property.

But if Ian hadn't interfered, he might have done something even more perverted and dangerous.

For a moment, he wanted Qianqian to eat him.

His flesh, blood, and bones will flow into her body and become one with her.

That way he would never be separated from her.

"You are taking advantage of Qianqian's gentleness and doing things to her that she doesn't want to do."

Ian said coldly, stroking Qianzhi's soft hair, and saw Xiweier sneer at him.

He understood what Sylvie meant.

They all took advantage of her gentleness and tried to plunder her heart in various ways.

"Okay, Ian, put me down." The girl in Ian's arms patted his arm.

The man obediently put Qianzhi down and covered her shoulders with the blanket.

"Xavier, I don't need you to give me your flesh and blood." She noticed his strange behavior.

Because his hands had just transformed into sharp nails, quietly tearing his own chest apart, tempting her to sip his blood.

"I hope you can live peacefully and for a long time." The girl stared into the man's eyes, "I hope you have a long time to see the beautiful things in the world."

Rather than disappearing briefly once again.

A tiny, hazy light and shadow shone from Sylvie's deep blue eyes.

He gave her a gentle smile.

"But Qianqian, you are already the most beautiful thing in the world that I have ever seen."

So he had no other request.