Chapter 134. Pacifying Mo Xiao
Mo Xiao didn’t speak; he just tilted his head slightly back, allowing her actions.
His hazy gaze pierced through the misty vapor, firmly locking onto her figure.
She was truly so gentle.
When her beautiful, soft pink lips parted, they carried an intoxicating curve. She stared at him with smiling eyes. This appearance made the burning heat in his heart even more scalding, and his love quietly grew. The more gently she treated him, the more he couldn’t control himself…
Thus, the tears flowed even more fiercely.
Su Tang sighed helplessly. The tissue she used to wipe his tears was instantly soaked, yet the man’s crying didn’t stop. Su Tang simply put the tissue down and switched to wiping his tears directly with her thumb.
The moment her warm thumb touched the corner of his eye, it seamlessly blended with the newly welling teardrops into a highly ambiguous temperature.
She could feel his eyelashes trembling violently. Was it really this unbearable?
Su Tang couldn’t help but doubt her channeling level. Her right hand covered the man’s chest again, and her spiritual power slowly probed in. Seeing the spiritual threads she had left in his consciousness sea surging wantonly, Su Tang pressed her lips together with a guilty conscience.
No wonder she bullied him until he cried like that. It turned out her spiritual threads acted one way when she was present and completely differently when she wasn’t.
Carefully inspecting the pollution level in Mo Xiao’s consciousness sea, she mentally assessed the man’s physical condition. Waiting a while until the values completely stabilized into an excellent state, she withdrew her spiritual threads bit by bit.
The pale golden spiritual threads slowly withdrew from Mo Xiao’s spiritual consciousness sea. The Silver Wolf rolled comfortably on the ground, curled into a ball, and slowly entered a state of light slumber.
As the last wisp of spiritual thread was completely extracted, Mo Xiao felt a sudden emptiness in his consciousness sea.
The fulfilling warmth and extreme pleasure from just now faded instantly, replaced by a massive sense of void, as if the most important part of his body had been taken away. The feeling was truly uncomfortable.
“Ngh…”
He subconsciously let out a low groan, the ending note carrying obvious disappointment.
The trembling in his waist and abdomen hadn’t subsided, yet after the pleasure supporting him vanished, only boundless emptiness remained. It left his whole body in a suspended state. He gathered strength in his arms again, but he felt a frustrating sense of having energy with nowhere to vent it, causing the irritation in his heart to intensify.
“Alright, it’s over.”
Su Tang withdrew the hand pressed against the man’s chest. She was just about to turn and leave when Mo Xiao fiercely grabbed her wrist.
The man’s grip wasn’t strong. Aside from a bit of force when he initially grabbed her wrist, he immediately loosened his grip afterward, as if afraid of hurting her.
“Don’t… don’t go…”
Mo Xiao’s voice was hoarse and broken, his eyes still veiled with an un-dissipated mist of tears, and his voice was filled with deep reliance and reluctance.
“Don’t leave me just yet, okay…”
Su Tang froze for a moment, then realized what was causing his current state. By withdrawing her spiritual threads, she caused the Sentinel, who had just gotten accustomed to their spiritual fusion, to feel an intense emptiness.
In this situation, she needed to properly soothe the Sentinel and let him slowly recover.
Just as she was about to speak to soothe him, Mo Xiao suddenly stood up from the chair and forcefully pulled her into a tight embrace.
“Oof!”
Enveloped by a wave of scalding heat, Su Tang was bumped into a stagger, only stabilizing herself when her back pressed against the edge of the bed.
The man’s embrace was scalding and powerful, as if trying to knead her into his body. His chin rested on the crook of her neck, his breathing rapid and hot.
Hot, so very hot.
How could a person’s body temperature reach such a degree? Su Tang felt as if her entire being was going to be melted by him.
“Mo Xiao?”
Su Tang was squeezed so tightly she could barely breathe. She raised a hand to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter.
“Don’t move…”
Mo Xiao’s muffled voice came from the crook of her neck, carrying a heavy nasal tone.
“Let me hold you for a while… just for a while…”
His body was still trembling slightly; he clearly hadn’t recovered from just now.
His arms refused to relax their grip, as if only by holding her this tightly could he fill the massive emptiness that had suddenly struck him.
Su Tang could clearly feel the powerful heartbeat in his chest, so rapid it seemed ready to burst out. Her neck, with its delicate skin, was disturbed by the scalding breath, faintly flushing with a thin layer of red.
She slowly lowered her hands, gently wrapped them around his back, and patted his tense spine to comfort him.
“It’s okay now.”
“Just rest for a bit, I’m here with you.”
Mo Xiao’s body stiffened. He buried his face deeper, the tip of his nose rubbing against the skin of her neck, greedily inhaling her scent. However, as time ticked by, the temperature of Mo Xiao’s body didn’t drop; instead, it became increasingly scalding. With their skin pressed together and sharing the same breath, Su Tang began to find it unbearable.
Unable to hold back, she pressed one hand against the man’s chest and gently pulled some distance between them.
“Mo Xiao, what’s wrong? Why haven’t you recovered yet? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?”
After she asked this, the flush on the man’s face became even more obvious. Mo Xiao lowered his head, almost afraid to meet Su Tang’s eyes.
How was he supposed to answer?
Was he supposed to tell her that because holding her felt so good, he had suddenly developed wicked thoughts in his heart?
“I…”
Mo Xiao’s voice was as low as a mosquito’s hum, his fingers unconsciously gripping her sleeve tightly.
“It’s very uncomfortable… even more uncomfortable than earlier.”
His voice carried an imperceptible hint of acting spoiled, making the tip of Su Tang’s heart tremble slightly.
Looking at his reddened eye corners and tightly pursed lips, she suddenly felt a bit reluctant to push him away.
“Then…”
Su Tang’s cheeks also grew slightly hot as she spoke with consideration.
“Then what should we do? How about I call Anse now and ask how to resolve this situation?”
Mo Xiao shook his head repeatedly. A Sentinel who had just been channeled by his own Guide was currently at the peak of his possessiveness over that Guide. Hearing another Sentinel’s name come out of his Guide’s mouth, even for a split second, made Mo Xiao’s heart uncontrollably surge with violent, murderous intent, wanting to completely obliterate that name that shouldn’t have appeared.
“I have a method that can help me recover quickly.”
“What is it?”
Mo Xiao first looked up, glancing at Su Tang, then quickly lowered his head and spoke hesitantly.
“It’s just… could you… touch the place where I was marked? Touching the mark allows the Sentinel to feel the Guide’s love for them. The more intimate the touch, the better the effect, and it will help the Sentinel recover faster.”
Su Tang’s gaze shifted down bit by bit until it rested on Mo Xiao’s chest.
If she remembered correctly, the mark she gave Mo Xiao was on his chest, right next to that rosy patch, wasn’t it?
So… he was asking her to rub there?
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