The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 297 Hosen's True Colors
So when exactly did this person begin to develop unusual and selfish desires for her?

Lin Nan looked around, but couldn't find the answer for a moment.

Perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps out of shyness, he concealed it perfectly.

As expected of a dual S-class Sentinel, everything was designed so perfectly.

In the spiritual world, those strange and unconventional aspects are a person's weaknesses and areas of severe corruption, but she has been here for so long and has not yet found anything suspicious.

Everything was so natural and harmonious, so comfortable that it made one feel no desire to attack.

Is it because the director is currently conscious?
Lin Nan thought for a moment, then focused his attention on the ground beneath his feet. The sand in this world was all fragments of his emotions, densely packed and finely scattered, each grain bearing the unique spiritual imprint of Hosen, completely obscuring this land.

What an awkward adult!

The more stubborn he was, the more she wanted to conquer him. Lin Nan placed her hand on the sand and silently recited something. Then, something strange happened.

The entire desolate sea of ​​sand began to tremble, each grain seemingly lifted up by a storm and suspended in mid-air.

Hosen: ...

For the first time, the man's breathing lost its effortless ease, like a clam whose shell had been pried open, revealing a softness never before shown to anyone.

He was pinned down by Lin Nan, his bronze skin already drenched in sweat. He had just finished bathing with Lin Nan, and was only wearing a loose white bathrobe, which had been lost in their earlier struggle.

The man's muscular chest heaved violently, and the silk sash of his yukata hung loosely at his waist, clinging to the last shred of his dignity, yet revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles and V-line.

Hosen covered his eyes with one arm in a disheveled manner, almost breaking under such interrogation. Beads of sweat slid down his tense neck, flowed over the hollow of his collarbone, and finally disappeared into the old and new scars on the back of his neck.

Lin Nan's palm was pressed against his chest, where his heart was beating incredibly fast, like a rapid war drumbeat, striking her palm again and again.

That's really awful.

She ripped away all his pretense, leaving a bloody scar, as if forcing him to strip naked in front of a public audience—

Based on her previous mental strength, she would never have been able to shake him in the slightest, but now that she is an S-rank and the other party is so obedient, she can easily cause trouble for him.

A glint of dark golden light flashed deep within Lin Nan's pupils, a sign of highly concentrated, even overflowing, spiritual energy. Unconsciously, she increased the pressure of her fingers, pressing a clear imprint onto Huo Sen's neck. Watching the green sprout mark pulsate beneath her palm like a living thing, radiating an alluring life force, she felt a surge of excitement coursing through her body—

[They're so...cute.]

The feeling of having an absolute powerhouse under her control was more captivating than she had imagined. The contrast between his current submissiveness and his previous arrogance was like the strongest liquor, snapping the strings of her reason one by one.

I want to eat him up—

[It's so sweet...]

I want to leave all sorts of messy marks on him...

[It made him dirty and messy...]

Countless crazy ideas sprouted up in her mind like mushrooms after rain, and as if in response, the mark—when their willpower reached its peak, actually cracked...

With a "pop," like a seed breaking through its shell and sprouting new branches, green energy mixed with gold began to flow along the meridians of Hosen's entire body.

"Ah—Nan nan!" Hosen was almost collapsing. He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, and a storm raged in his dark golden eyes!

The man's muscles trembled with excitement, and he couldn't resist pulling Lin Nan, who was sitting on him, into his arms—

"Don't do this..." he sobbed intermittently, barely able to utter a complete sentence.

What kind of feeling is this?

Lin Nan couldn't explain it either. It felt like she was back in the darkness of the solitary confinement room, with all her nerves pushed to the extreme of pleasure.

The suspended sand formed a reverse-flowing galaxy between the two, each grain reflecting the tremors he felt at that moment, which he could not escape.

She walked through this boundless desert, her bare feet feeling the cold, sticky pulse beneath her.

As she had guessed, his true form was beneath the sand.

The darkness was as vast as Hosen's mental landscape; it was like a lurking monster, forcibly suppressing all sharp, painful, and unbearable emotions beneath this sea of ​​sand, burying them with absolute rationality.

Don't look at it... it's too ugly...

His voice came from underground, trembling with the chill of flesh being ripped open.

Don't step on it... um... it'll get you dirty...

The darkness, like boiling asphalt, surged upwards, as if trying to push her away from the area.

If Lin Nan hadn't seen so many strange and unusual things, she might have been scared off by this enormous creature.

But she simply stood there, letting the thick, pulsating darkness wash over her ankles like a tide. The touch was cold and heavy, carrying countless suppressed sobs and roars, but without any malice.

"Not ugly." She gently squatted down and touched him lightly with her hand. "Very cute, very majestic."

The massive black object surged and coalesced beneath her palm, eventually forming a long, jet-black tail with smooth, beautiful muscle lines.

Its tail, sticky and gooey, wrapped around her wrist and rubbed against it, curling up happily at the intimate touch of their skin.

'Cute' and 'powerful' are not the same thing; your academic performance is truly worrying.

Lin Nan chuckled softly, her fingertips gently tracing the patterns on the scales of her tail.

The long tail curled up even tighter, its tip slapping the ground uncontrollably, scattering tiny specks of black light.

"When I get back, the director can give me a proper lesson," Lin Nan said with a smile. Then she stood up and concentrated all her mental energy. "Now, I'm going to start working."

After she finished speaking, a green aura emanated from the butterfly-shaped bone behind her, and spiritual threads appeared continuously, like a rushing stream, seeping into the darkness beneath her feet.

Centered on her body, the green threads transformed into vines, rapidly spreading outwards—

Hosen stared at the girl on top of him with almost greedy eyes. His whole body was soaked with sweat. The green bud mark on his throat had long since shattered, but it was sprouting and growing in his core mental landscape.

An unprecedented, thoroughly purified vitality was bursting forth from the depths of his filthy soul—

(End of this chapter)