Chapter 58 Willing to Be Addicted Forever
"Qianqian!" The brown wolf and the lion were so frightened that they immediately rushed a few steps towards Qianzhi.
Ming hugged Qianzhi, raised his eyebrows at the two men with frightened expressions, and made a teasing "hush" sound.
"She's asleep."
"Why did Qianqian suddenly fall asleep? Siming, what did you do to her?" Theo stared gloomily at Ming, who had a raised corner of his mouth, and his strong arms moved.
Qianzhi rested her head softly on the shoulder of the purple-eyed man, her little face slightly flushed from sleep, and she looked very comfortable.
Although the sleeping girl looked incredibly cute, Theo still wished Chie could sleep on his shoulder.
After all, his muscles are much bigger than this skinny man!
"Your Highness, she just ate too much and fell asleep due to exhaustion." Ming snorted and lowered his head so that Qianzhi could stay more comfortably in his arms.
This little dodder had just spent a lot of energy on the ancient tree, and now it was spending its energy again, using the upgraded mental thread to absorb the negative emotions from the nearby sentinels.
Not only did he eat too much, but he also managed to eat himself to sleep due to extreme fatigue.
Just as Theo breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Ming using his fingers to push back the loose hair covering Qianzhi's neck.
A very thin and shallow slit was revealed on the back of her fair neck.
That's the guide's gland.
It is much more hidden than the mature, tender pink glands of the sentinels and is difficult to find without careful observation.
But it was enough to catch the attention of all the sentries.
He watched Ming caress that soft spot with his fingers, then he placed his lips over it, suddenly revealing his sharp teeth as he thrust them towards that soft spot.
A slight crisp sound of bones being pinched was heard almost at the same time.
Bo Lan stood behind Ming and grabbed Ming's neck with one hand, keeping his head away from Qianzhi's neck.
He grabbed it so hard that Ming's neck creaked under the heavy weight.
"Si Ming, stay away from her glands." Theo whispered sinisterly. He pulled the lightsaber out of the scabbard. A flash of white light passed by and cut off a few strands of Ming's hair.
Ming raised his eyebrows, kept one arm around Qianzhi, and spread out the other hand lazily to show surrender.
But his next words instantly changed the tense atmosphere.
"Your Highness, Admiral, have you never thought of marking Qianqian?"
When he heard the word "mark", Bo Lan's pupils contracted.
He paused for a moment while pinching Ming's cervical vertebrae, and heard Theo's somewhat angry voice.
"As a destiny judge and sentinel, you should be well aware of the consequences of a two-way mark on a guide. The negative emotions and pollutants carried by the sentinel will more easily enter the guide's mental picture."
"For guides whose spiritual images cannot be appeased, that will accelerate their collapse and death."
There have been cases where sentinels and guides have marked both sides, but the tragedy of the guide's death is always inevitable.
From then on, the marking of guides became a taboo in the empire.
Ming smiled: "But - this is exactly what Qianqian wants, isn't it?"
He turned around and looked at Bo Lan, whose expression was gloomy. "I think General Bo and his friends have studied Qianqian's nature thoroughly."
——Dr. Lu Chenzhou from District 9 probably knows Qianzhi’s body better than any other doctor in the galaxy.
"The reason her mental strength improved so quickly is because she gained negative emotions from us, which became her nourishment."
"And," Ming stretched out his voice, looking at Bo Lan with his pupils straightened to a straight line, "you must have had such thoughts before. You just didn't dare to put them into practice."
"Because of the Sentinel's extremely possessive nature, it might disrupt the peaceful relationship you've worked so hard to maintain. Then—uh—"
Bo Lan clenched her fingers again, interrupting Ming who was about to say what he wanted in his heart.
They are well aware of the impact of labeling.
The symptoms a guide experiences after being marked are largely the same as the sentinel's reactions.
They will also be affected by the pheromone emotions of the Sentinels, and may even develop the illusion that it is difficult to leave their strong love.
Even if it was an illusion, it was what he had always dreamed of.
"Oh, right." Ming touched his throat, which was almost suffocated by the strangulation, and smiled strangely, "I also received another prophecy."
That was the prophecy he had just deliberately concealed from Qianzhi.
“Don’t let Him wake up.
He will eventually leave.”
Bo Lan finally regained the right to hug Qianzhi as her guardian and took Qianzhi back to the palace's guest room to rest.
The girl was really tired. Even though they whispered a few words in her ears, she was still sleeping soundly.
Occasionally, he would sigh with contentment, burp lightly, and then rub his soft cheek against Bo Lan's neck.
Bo Lan's heart was melted by the cute little dodder.
He was a little reluctant to put Qianzhi on the bed.
He wanted to make her small so that he could always hold her in his hands.
Qianzhi arched her back against his chest, lowering her slender neck, exposing the most tender part of her neck without any warning.
The scene where Ming was about to bite suddenly flashed before his eyes.
Bo Lan's canine teeth suddenly felt itchy, and pheromones gradually gathered with his breathing and spread up his throat.
He stared at the small patch of skin and licked his tongue.
It was so delicate and fragile, looking like a green peach that had just grown on the treetops after its flowers had withered in late spring.
But if you cover it with your lips and tongue, and then slowly bite it with your canine teeth.
That gland may be slowly ripened by pheromones and the force between the lips.
If he touches it slowly along the direction of expansion and contraction at this time, sweet and fragrant juice may overflow, and the plump flesh inside will meet his canine teeth and be tightly wrapped.
Then, the girl in his arms might open her eyes and tell him in her sweetest voice that she loves him.
This way he wouldn't be anxious about her elusive gaze.
I no longer have to worry that she will leave me one day.
No longer will I pray in vain for love that will never arrive.
Bo Lan lowered his head and rubbed it lightly with the tip of his nose.
Like a beast about to escape from a cage, it is patrolling its favorite territory.
He closed his eyes, raised his head, and strained his neck to tense the suppressed tendons, trying to break free from the infinite temptation from his instinct.
But it was all in vain.
From the moment he saw Qianzhi, he knew that he would fall into the world of vines woven by dodder and be willing to be immersed in it forever.
The man opened his dark eyes, aimed at the back of the girl's neck, and bit down with vicious force.
Is it easy for me to write something? Why do I always get stuck?
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