The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

What's hidden in Chapter 286?

What is hidden there?

Lin Nan pointed to his chest and questioned him.

The man's body tensed even more, like a fully drawn bowstring, his back arched slightly, adopting a fully defensive posture.

Is it really that important to protect someone like this?
Even she can't be looked at?

For some reason, Lin Nan felt uneasy. Huo Sen had always been obedient to her, and this was the first time he had defied her for something else!

The initial ambiguous atmosphere gradually cooled down, and Lin Nan's face turned cold as she walked directly towards him.

"Give it to me!" she said, looking down at him and stretching out her hand.

"Ow~"

The man immediately let out a long, defiant growl, pressing the white fabric completely into his arms, not even revealing a single edge.

"..."

Lin Nan was so angry she almost laughed. When had she ever seen the famous Huo Sen like this?

This is really annoying!

Lin Nan gritted his teeth; those hidden flaws of his nature were beginning to resurface.

"If you don't give it to me, I won't kiss you anymore..." She slightly raised her right foot, her white toes stepping on the man's bulging chest muscles.

To match this dress, Lan Yin specially chose a pair of white lace-trimmed stockings for her...

She knew this would be very attractive, because Lan Yin's gaze lingered there for a while as she helped her put it on.

She curled her toes and, through his tattered shirt, gently caressed the contours of his chest muscles. Her movements were deliberately flirtatious, yet they also concealed a familiar intimacy, each touch precisely brushing against his sensitive nerves.

Hosen grunted and trembled so much that he could barely kneel.

Lin Nan noticed his softening, and the pressure of her toes rubbing against him lessened. Her voice carried a hint of amusement: "Will you give it to me or not? If you keep hiding it, not only will I not kiss you, but I won't even touch you anymore."

"Do you still remember you were my sentinel? What will become of a kitten that loses its owner's love?"

Lin Nan leaned closer and threatened him.

"It will rot and stink... until it finally becomes a stray cat that nobody wants..."

The man's body stiffened, the muffled groan in his throat turned into a wronged sob, and the hand that was protecting his chest finally loosened.

The small white ball floated lightly to the ground. Lin Nan's eyes followed it, and when she saw what it was, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her previously malicious face.

It was actually a pair of... panties...

Moreover, this style and pattern—

It's hers.

"..."

The room was filled with a deathly loneliness.

Lin Nan's toes, which were pressed against Huo Sen's pectoral muscles, curled up subconsciously, almost "carving" a three-bedroom apartment out of that firm muscle.

"Cough! Why are you hiding this kind of thing!" Lin Nan pulled her leg back, cleared her throat, and asked.

Unable to answer her, the man lay prone on the ground like a wolfhound. He seemed to love the small piece of cloth dearly, burying his face, mouth, and nose deep into it, greedily inhaling the lingering scent, and letting out a satisfied, whimper-like moan.

Every little animal has its own "Abebe," and Hosen is no exception.

Lin Nan watched him lying on the ground, clutching the fabric to his chest, his nose still gently rubbing against it, and the embarrassment in her heart completely dissipated.

She slowly squatted down and carefully examined the fabric. Her keen sense of smell detected a different scent.

Her scent seemed particularly strong on these panties, especially where they clung to her skin, as if something had deliberately emphasized or repeatedly marked them.

Hosen pressed his cheek against the fabric, rubbing his nose against it repeatedly, and his cheeks unconsciously became hot again.

Looking at him like this, Lin Nan suddenly had an answer in her heart.

It turns out that he relied on these things to get through his heat cycle.

But now it seems that things are not so simple; her panties have obviously been tampered with.

Someone deliberately amplified her scent using some means. For the sentinels who were in heat and already susceptible to the aura, this amplified scent was too stimulating, easily causing them to lose their minds and fall into a state of mutated madness.

Having figured this out, Lin Nan's expression darkened, and she reached out to gently touch the man's head.

Hosen seemed to notice the change in her mood, and looked up at her slightly, his eyes filled with confusion, as if asking, "What's wrong?"

Lin Nan felt as if her heart had been stabbed!
That look in her eyes...it's almost unfair!

She couldn't help but crouch down, close to his ear, her voice soft and gentle: "If you want my scent in the future, you don't need to hide this stuff..."

She paused as soon as she finished speaking, her warm breath deliberately brushing against his sensitive earlobe before continuing in a slightly mischievous tone, "Want to see... today's is even prettier than this one..."

The room was dimly lit and ambiguous, with only a single dim yellow lamp overhead barely illuminating the two figures close together.

Lin Nan could clearly see that the man's attention was no longer focused on the piece of fabric, but rather he had turned his head slightly, as if anticipating what she would say next.

Is this... someone who can understand her?
Lin Nan tried to push him to the ground again, the chains clanging and rattling.

A very soft murmur escaped the man's throat, not out of resistance, but more like a desire aroused by this straightforward act. The naivety in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of human lust.

He didn't answer, but slowly loosened the fabric he was holding in his arms and gently grasped her ankle, his fingertips applying slight pressure, as if afraid she would suddenly leave.

Looking at his docile yet alluring appearance, Lin Nan's body gradually heated up. She bit her lip, quietly stepped forward, and stood steadily above him, then slowly lifted her skirt—

……

……

In the monitoring room, Griffin temporarily cut off the surveillance footage, turned around, and fixed his cold eyes on Geese.

"The government allocates a large amount of funding to the research institute every year, just to study these dirty things?"

"Watch your words. Some things exist for a reason." Faced with the judge's questioning, Geese simply pushed up his glasses calmly.

"Ha! Exploiting the Sentinels' weakness during their mating season, administering them enhanced guide aura potions to make them lose their minds and turn into uncontrollable beasts—is this what you call 'existence is justified'? If I remember correctly, 'guide essence' is used to suppress Sentinels' madness, right? What exactly have you done to them?"

"Commander Griffin, times have changed. The guide element was indeed originally used to suppress Sentinels' madness, but that was the old method. Now, we've just made a slight modification to make it better 'control' the Sentinels."

(End of this chapter)