Chapter 17 Jealous Cranberry Chocolate

"Sorry, General Bo!"

Locke felt a sharp pain in his back from hitting the wall, and lowered his head in panic. The romantic mood he had just felt disappeared with Bo Lan's arrival.

Because Qianzhi was so nice, he became a little too greedy.

One might even think that Chizhi wouldn't hate him for crossing the line.

But the moment Bo Lan grabbed his collar, he realized it belatedly.

Qianzhi was just a guide and he was a sentinel. Apart from this superficial relationship, there was nothing between them.

If he really lost his manners, he might be completely disqualified from receiving spiritual comfort.

The tall boy staggered and stood still, his face, which had been flushed, now pale.

"Bo Lan, he is still injured, don't treat him like this." Qianzhi retracted the vines and looked at Locke's pitiful appearance.

She knew that Locke's fleeting thought was just a puppy.

No matter which world the puppies come from, they like to lick people they want to be close to.

And Locke tasted delicious, so she didn't mind.

"You are too lenient with them. It's easy to..." There was a slight crack in Bo Lan's gentle expression, but his chest rose and fell quickly and he swallowed his words.

Her gentleness and indulgence easily led these sentinels who lacked guiding qualities to constantly test her bottom line, and even try to go further and build a more intimate relationship with her.

Maybe I'll get marked like him.

That would be too much of a mental burden for Chizhi, and might even cause her to collapse. He had to stop it.

Bo Lan lowered his eyes, ignoring the desire called "possessiveness" that was clamoring in his chest.

He patted Locke's shoulder and rubbed Locke's Border Collie spirit: "Go and have a good rest. There is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow."

The remaining sentinels livened up the atmosphere, laughed, and echoed the admiral, surrounding Locke as he left.

Locke turned his head to look at the door of the treatment room, but his comrades pinched his neck and forced him to turn back.

"Don't look at it, Luo, be careful or you will be blacklisted by the Guide Association."

"You really did go too far." Another teammate pinched his nose. "You have no idea how strong the scent of the fever-phase Sentinel pheromones was on you just now."

Even the gland hidden on the back of Locke's neck was pink, with its small mouth slightly open, waiting for the vine to climb there.

"Don't even think about becoming a guide's partner, especially Chie's," the teammate sighed.

If the number of Sentinels who want to become Qianzhi's partner join hands, they can circle the planet of the Ninth District.

Moreover, due to the special nature of the guide, it is impossible for a guide to have only one partner, and the sentinels who can reach a marriage contract with the guide are the best in each district.

"Admiral Bo Lan is the one who can be by Qian Qian's side."

"Maybe he won't be." Locke bit his lip and argued in a low voice.

It's intuition, not just jealousy from male competition.

Qianzhi is different from other guides. She has no idea of ​​selecting powerful sentinels to be her partners.

It's just a simple way to provide spiritual comfort.

Therefore, General Bo Lan is as pitiful as he is.

Bo Lan released his spiritual body.

In spring, brown wolves are larger than usual, and their fur is fluffy, soft and shiny.

"Qian--Qianzhi, do you like dogs very much?" Bo Lan helped her tidy up the instruments on the table in the treatment room. The brown wolf circled around Qianzhi's legs, as if circling his territory.

He wanted to call her Qianqian affectionately like the other sentries, but found himself too shy to do so.

He has been running on the fifth floor quite frequently lately.

After a big battle with the Zerg, seeing Qianzhi was the most healing thing.

He also discovered that Qianzhi liked furry spirits more.

Qianzhi thought for a moment and stroked the brown wolf's fluffy head: "Yeah, I really like it."

The dogs not only feel good in the hands, but are also loyal and obedient enough, unlike other types of sentinels, which are sensitive and suspicious.

Most importantly, they are delicious enough.

The wolf's circle narrowed, sticking closely to Qianzhi's slender legs, and its nose rubbed against the hem of her skirt.

"Wolves also belong to the Canidae family," he said, standing behind Qianzhi, staring at the girl's fair and smooth neck, feeling his canine teeth itching, "So if you like dogs..."

Brown wolf ears stood up from the hair and swayed in the direction of Qianzhi.

"You can come to me."

Bo Lan licked his dry lips and felt his face burning.

He rarely expressed his emotions so openly.

He was just about to say "Come and jerk me off".

Wolves have a strong sense of territory, and he didn't even want Qianzhi to have too much contact with the canine sentinels except for the most basic comfort.

Just like now, he could smell the strong scent of Locke on her body, and his subconscious mind was screaming wildly:

Cover them all!

He could lick her wrist all the way up and gently poke the side of her neck near the artery with his canines, leaving a sufficiently eye-catching red mark and his scent.

Or maybe he could lower his head now and suck hard on the back of her neck.

This would let the other canine spirit guides know of the closer relationship between him and her.

However, this was just his wishful thinking.

The sour, milk chocolate aroma of the man's emotions behind her had transformed into cranberry chocolate. Qianzhi's nostrils twitched.

"Do you need mental comfort, Bo Lan?" She leaned back to look at him, but she didn't expect Bo Lan to be so close to her, and the back of her head hit his chest muscle.

The muscles, which were extremely elastic yet a little hard, trembled violently, making Bo Lan's amber eyes even deeper.

His Adam's apple rolled dryly: "You are very tired today, let me take you back to the bedroom."

The guide lounges during special periods are on the fifth and fourth floors to ensure that the guides can evacuate quickly if the Zerg attacks the Black Tower.

And there will be a sentry guarding the bedroom door every day.

Although general, as the highest rank in the military region, does not need to be on duty, Bo Lan likes this job very much.

Not only could he see the girl's sleepy face, still a little hazy, when she opened the door in the morning, but he could also smell her scent through the crack in the door, and vaguely hear the sounds of her walking, the rustling of her changing clothes, and the sound of flushing the toilet.

He admitted that he was a little perverted when it came to Chie.

Instead of walking out the door, the girl placed her hand on the brown wolf's back.

The spirit and the body have a certain degree of synesthesia, so Bo Lan felt as if this soft little hand was placed on his back muscles, gently stroking them.

"I'm not tired, and I'm not in a hurry to go back." Qianzhi took out a small comb, "Let me comb its hair."

Try the cranberry chocolate flavor too.

(End of this chapter)