Chapter 168 A Date with Blood and Death
The tip of the whip was not sharp, but as long as she flicked it gently, it would leave marks on his delicate neck.

Sylvie raised her chin slightly and let the tip of her whip fall.

Qianzhi’s fingertips trembled and she tried to move her fingers away, but Xiweier held them firmly.

“Qianqian is so soft-hearted and gentle,” he held her hand and let her touch his bare and hot skin, “Qianqian should know that every mark you leave on my body is a reward for me.”

The tip of the whip brushed across his fair neck, and the red marks spread like vines and snakes, over his taut skin, and then fell into her eyes, burningly.

The heaving cold white chest and abdomen were half-hidden under the man’s tattered underwear, showing a special charm.

Sylvie wrapped her hand around his.

There were gravel-like calluses on his knuckles and palms, which touched the back of her hand with a tingling sensation.

“If Qianqian wants to use these weapons, she might as well use me.”

He lowered his voice, leaned forward and kissed her face.

Blocking out the cold air from the weapons in the huge space, the girl’s vision was filled with warm and bright blue.

“I use these weapons better than anyone else. I can help Qianqian accomplish all of her ideas and what she wants to do next.”

His little girl didn’t trust them enough and was even planning to solve everything on her own.

But he would not force her to speak out her inner thoughts. He just hoped to be the sharp blade in her hand, stand with her, and go on a wonderful date with her about blood and soul.

Xiweier’s words made the girl’s eyelashes tremble, and she moved back slightly, as if trying to avoid his next words.

The words that Rhode said before he disappeared, as well as Claude’s sticky gaze, repeatedly reminded her, forcing her to be on guard.

If Claude is really…

What should she do?
Kill him, like before?
She glanced at the cold heavy metals around her that were glowing with cold light.

They seemed to transform into her vines, repeatedly piercing Pierce’s body.

At this moment, her mind rang with her mother’s gentle touch and Er’s heart-wrenching roar as he hugged her tightly.

And, at the moment when her vision blurred and consciousness disappeared, the man who gathered the darkness opened his chest, and the power surged out of his body and then passed to her along the bond that connected them.

It turns out that the man has other emotions besides resentment and hatred.

When the darkness and violent fog in his eyes faded away, she seemed to be able to catch a glimpse of the twinkling lights.

And this light became clearer and brighter in the eyes of a man named Leon Claude.

Just like the gloomy mood he felt when he looked at the skeleton, and the flash of sadness when he saw the girl Xia in the pendant.

Mother once said that her mission was completed and the disaster had been eliminated.

The so-called disaster became a chronic disease in her heart.

So, what she was on guard against and what she wanted to kill was actually a disaster.

Or is it the self that is still stuck in the past, still harboring bigotry and prejudice?
There was a clang.

The whip fell to the ground.

Sylvie hugged her waist tightly and gave her small kisses on her neck and cheeks.

Like the sweetest rain in early spring, or the sweetest spring in summer. What swayed in my sight was the man’s beautiful face.

That was the person she wanted to walk hand in hand with, a lover who was full of love and willing to silently bear everything for her.

“Your eyes are finally looking at me, Qianqian.” He leaned over and chuckled in Qianzhi’s ear, kissing her non-stop.

The girl’s expression just now was so empty.

The sense of fate that once existed seemed to fall on her slender shoulders again.

But this time, he already had her mark, and her heart was no longer empty.

They were already deeply entwined.

His feathers will form the most solid nest and protect her firmly underneath.

“No,” the girl shook her head gently, leaned her forehead against his, and pressed her lips together, “I’ve been watching you.”

“Okay, Qianqian, it’s too cold here.” Xiweier secretly kicked the whip aside, tightened his arms, picked up Qianzhi, and quickly walked out of the cold armory.

“So, Miss Battleship Explorer, in order to prevent anyone other than me from worrying, should you pay me some hush money?”

On the corridor leading to the admiral’s lounge.

The handsome man held the girl in one hand, with his fingers together, stroking her slender waist. In contrast to his relaxed smile, he used his other finger to impatiently pull down the zipper of his protective suit.

With a loud rustle, Sylvie threw the already torn clothes aside and dropped them on the ground in front of the bedroom door.

The man pressed Qianzhi against the bedroom door, rubbing her soft arms with his long fingers, his hot breath spraying on her ears, and even his kiss was as hot as a burning fire.

“Little liar,” Xiweier held her lips, bit the corner of her lips, and murmured softly, “There are so many people in your eyes, but you still say you are watching me.”

He turned Qianzhi around and bit her gland, allowing a small amount of pheromones to flow in. Then he maliciously released a very high concentration of pheromones, which lingered around her lips and branches, and hooked her arms around his neck.

Until the girl’s eyes were lured to be wet and misty, and even the skin touched became sticky.

Then he spread his colorful feathers and hugged her tightly.

The sun sets and the room becomes silent.

Sylvie licked the girl’s sweaty forehead, and as she trembled slightly, he put his lips under her collarbone.

He pressed his teeth against her skin, biting it gently.

Sometimes he wanted to eat her heart so that it would belong to him forever.

His girl will no longer have to worry about responsibilities, nor will she divert her attention because of the seduction of other wild men.

She would have him all to herself.

“Xavier, I like you.” The exhausted girl lay on his chest and muttered in her sleep.

The soft arms moved, touched his chest, and said moistly that they loved him.

The man’s chest heaved heavily because of these simple words of love. He suppressed the urge to press her under him again. His heart felt like it was wrapped around by a stringy candy, making him tremble heavily.

Forget it, as long as I like him and love him, that’s enough.

He could surround her with an even stronger love.