Marriage is long and desires are strong

Jiang Wei pouted, "How annoying."

A high compatibility between sentinels and guides will generate a strong physiological attraction.

It's not just the Sentinels who have feelings for the Guides; the Guides also become fascinated by the Sentinels' scent.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

She looked toward the bathroom.

There was no mist on the water, and the silhouettes were clear.

Qin Xiaoye... took a cold shower?

Last night, Qin Xiaoye's lips lingered on the back of her neck many times, his teeth gently grinding against the soft flesh of her neck, bringing a tingling and dangerous sensation.

She could hear Qin Xiaoye swallowing hard; he tried his best to hold back, but in the end, he didn't bite down.

There are glands on the back of the neck.

The guide's blood is also something the sentinels like... When a sentinel's danger level is high, the smell of the guide's blood will drive them into a frenzy.

So every time Qin Xiaoye's lips lingered on her neck, especially the soft flesh at the back of her neck, Jiang Wei felt waves of fear, a tingling, numb feeling of dread creeping across her skin.

Qin Xiaoye's scent enveloped me tightly.

In the bathroom, Qin Xiaoye's low voice still lingered, filled with a seductive allure...

Jiang Wei gripped the bed sheet, closed her eyes, and tried to pretend to be asleep.

His voice became clearer in my ears.

Soft, low, and husky, the sound lingering.

Jiang Wei opened her eyes and saw Qin Xiaoye's shadow, his muscles soaked in water, behind the frosted glass in the bathroom. The sound of water was soft and rustling, and his muffled groans were also soft and alluring.

His back was smooth, curved into an arch, and looked beautiful and aesthetically pleasing when the light shone on it.

The sound stopped.

The sound of water continued.

After a while, Qin Xiaoye opened the door, his body covered in cool, damp steam, and he came out wrapped in a bath towel.

His muscles rippled as he wiped himself.

Water droplets gathered at his Adam's apple, dripped down, and slowly flowed into the grooves of his abdominal muscles.

Qin Xiaoye's gaze slowly fell on Jiang Wei, who was lying on the bed pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed. He smiled and his lips curled up.

The moonlight shone on her face, making her look soft and beautiful. Her smooth black hair cascaded down her white pillow like a waterfall, making her look like an elf.

She was half-covered by the blanket, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders; her skin was like milk, smooth and tender.

Qin Xiaoye dried himself off, threw the towel under the bed, got into bed, and saw Jiang Wei's eyelashes tremble slightly. Her laughter was low and hoarse, making Jiang Wei panic in the dark.

Jiang Wei felt the bedside collapse, sinking deep inside, and Qin Xiaoye's scent, along with cool, moist air, wafted up to the bedside.

Qin Xiaoye wrapped his arms around Jiang Wei's waist, pulling her and the blanket into his embrace.

Jiang Wei let out a soft "oh," pretending to be asleep, her face bumping against Qin Xiaoye's chest. The strong scent of hormones mingled with the coolness of his skin, pressing against Jiang Wei's face.

Qin Xiaoye chuckled, lowering his head to whisper in her ear in a low, husky voice, "Stop pretending. You peeked, didn't you..."

Jiang Wei blushed, her breath hitting Qin Xiaoye's muscles, and whispered, "You did that on purpose, Qin Xiaoye."

Qin Xiaoye asked in a low, leisurely voice, "Yes, is it good-looking?"

Jiang Wei scoffed softly, "What a waste."

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly, "I won't waste it next time."

"Go to sleep."

Jiang Wei whispered, "Qin Xiaoye, do you need to sleep that long?"

Qin Xiaoye paused for a second, then whispered, "Mm."

"But sleeping is fine too."

Sentinels have high energy levels and don't need to sleep for long. Qin Xiaoye only needs to rest for four or five hours a day, or even two or three hours. Therefore, he doesn't often go home and spends most of his time at the company.

He thought for a moment, then corrected himself in a low, hoarse voice: "Sleeping is also very good."

He doesn't need rest, but he needs comfort. Close contact with the guide, even just sleeping together in each other's arms, is very helpful in relieving the sentry's stress.

After all, his danger level is high.

But actually... you can just do it, you don't need to sleep with Jiang Wei.

However, Jiang Wei liked his scent.

Qin Xiaoye pressed Jiang Wei's head closer to his heart. Jiang Wei could hear Qin Xiaoye's heart pounding, and his scent filled her directly, making her feel dizzy for a moment and drowsy.

Qin Xiaoye gently patted Jiang Wei's back with his large hand, his voice low and pleasant: "Sweetie, go to sleep~"

The three words, carried on a leisurely pace, exuded a moisture-laden, masculine aura, gently tingling and clinging to Jiang Wei's skin.

The soft, damp feeling seeped into Jiang Wei's heart, and she was so comfortably lulled to sleep that it made her feel numb.

Jiang Wei drifted off to sleep.

Qin Xiaoye looked down at Jiang Wei, who was sleeping like a kitten in his arms, and pulled her close.

A gentle, warm aura emanated from Jiang Wei, diluting the violent feeling that kept rising and being suppressed in his heart.

Sentinels are forever tormented by their destructive, destructive, and violent desires. These desires enable them to constantly seize territory and expand, becoming decisive and ruthless, yet they are never at peace.

Qin Xiaoye held Jiang Wei in his arms, feeling a long-lost sense of comfort and tranquility, and fell asleep as well.

When Jiang Wei woke up in the morning, Qin Xiaoye was no longer in bed. She touched the blankets and found they were already cold.

In his hand was the shirt Qin Xiaoye had changed out of yesterday.

It's easy to guess that Qin Xiaoye got up early, and she clung to him while still sleepy, only to have him stuff a shirt with his scent into her hand.

You're such a disappointment, you little pervert.

She blushed.

It's really hard to resist physiological instincts.

Jiang Wei went downstairs, where Zhang Ma had already prepared breakfast.

Pumpkin porridge, scrambled eggs, beef and cabbage potstickers, glutinous rice chicken, coffee...

Jiang Wei hesitated for a moment before asking Zhang Ma, "What time did Mr. Qin get up?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ma said, "Around five or six o'clock."

"Mr. Qin gets up early and specifically told you to get enough sleep so as not to disturb you."

Jiang Wei took a bite of the potsticker and found it crispy, fragrant, and salty.

Her fingers gently rubbed the deep red tablecloth covered in flowers on the dining table. Qin Xiaoye had come back specifically to sleep with her.

Is their relationship one of sleeping together?

The starry sky, the swing, the sea of ​​flowers, swinging with him—her childhood and the present are all intertwined.

My heart felt soft and moist, and a sweet feeling welled up inside.

If it didn't work yesterday, then it has to be done tonight, right?