Sentinels and Guides with high matching values would be sensitive to each other’s scent, which could trigger sexual… urges.
Jiang Wei sighed. Thinking back to when she had worn Qin Xiaoye’s clothes earlier, the overwhelming wave of hormonal scent had made her tremble briefly.
The first time a Guide smells a Sentinel’s intense scent, they experience dizziness, similar to being drunk.
The scents released by Guides and Sentinels are also called pheromones.
This is to assist Sentinels in finding Guides for soothing, and also to ensure that Sentinels don’t harm their Guides.
Sentinels have superior physical strength. If a Guide struggles or tries to escape, it would provoke the Sentinel’s possessiveness and desire for control, leading to extreme behavior.
Jiang Wei let out a breath and pressed her cold hands against her warm cheeks, trying to cool down.
Sentinels and Guides generally have a difference in body size, also to ensure that Sentinels can control their Guides.
Jiang Wei thought about Qin Xiaoye’s nearly two-meter height. If he pressed down on her, she wouldn’t be able to breathe at all.
She didn’t dare to open the video, planning to watch it when she was alone.
Jiang Wei’s fingertips scrolled across her phone screen, wanting to find out what would happen if a Sentinel lost control.
She didn’t understand how Qin Xiaoye had managed to control himself all these years.
Could he have been constantly finding Guides?
…
Qin Xiaoye was in a meeting. Somehow, inexplicably, when he got out of the car, he picked up the suit jacket Jiang Wei had worn and put it on.
The suit carried a faint fragrance of fruit, flowers, and honey, surging into him wave after wave, making Qin Xiaoye lose focus and feel hot.
“President Qin, the Western Suburb Amusement Park project blueprints…”
Qin Xiaoye received a report from Xiang Dong: President Qin, I’ve delivered your wife to your villa and settled her in.
Qin Xiaoye replied with a single word: “Mm.”
Xiang Dong was at the entrance, having just delivered Jiang Wei to the villa. Seeing Qin Xiaoye reply immediately, he was surprised. President Qin never cared about such trivial matters, yet he had replied instantly.
Xiang Dong, who could earn a million-dollar annual salary as an assistant, was the best at reading people.
He attentively carried Jiang Wei’s luggage into Qin Xiaoye’s bedroom.
Before leaving, he specifically reminded Zhang Ma to take good care of the madam.
Zhang Ma smiled: “Got it.”
Jiang Wei hadn’t brought much, so she finished unpacking quickly.
She looked at the cold-toned bedroom of Qin Xiaoye—a minimalist black, white, and gray style, understated and restrained.
She couldn’t quite imagine that Qin Xiaoye, so calm and composed, was already on the edge of collapse and irritability.
She lowered her eyes, feeling uneasy.
When people feel uneasy, they always want to do something, to gather as much information as possible.
Zhang Ma knocked on the door, smiling warmly: “Madam, dinner is ready.”
Jiang Wei returned the smile: “Thank you, Zhang Ma~”
Going downstairs, she saw several dishes laid out on the dining table, a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, clearly prepared with care.
Jiang Wei wanted to ask if Qin Xiaoye would be coming back, but felt it was too unfamiliar a question, so she didn’t ask.
Zhang Ma seemed to read her mind: “Mr. Qin never comes back for meals. He often only returns once a month.”
Jiang Wei felt relieved. Not having to see Qin Xiaoye every day made her feel safe.
Qin Xiaoye carried an oppressive aura that commanded respect without anger. Even when doing nothing, he exuded an aristocratic chill—a born ruler.
Moreover, to her, he was a complete stranger. Being around each other day and night would be awkward.
Zhang Ma carefully asked Jiang Wei what she liked to eat and what flavors she preferred, making a list while muttering to herself: “I make a great sweet and sour pork ribs. I’ll make it for you next time.”
Jiang Wei smiled softly: “Thank you, Zhang Ma.”
Zhang Ma smiled: “I’ve already prepared everything you’ll need in the master bedroom’s bathroom. If you need anything else, just let me know anytime.”
Jiang Wei nodded softly.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Wei returned to the bedroom. The moment she entered the room filled with Qin Xiaoye’s scent, she began to feel anxious and uneasy again.
Qin Xiaoye… tonight he wanted to Sooth, would it be very rough…
She took a deep breath, prepared the anti-inflammatory medicine, and placed it in the drawer.
The internet said that if a Guide isn’t well-prepared for the first time, she would get injured, tears, and such.
If it goes on too long, there would also be swelling and inflammation.
Sentinels lose self-control when agitated, especially those on the verge of collapse, Sentinels with high danger values.
Thinking of Qin Xiaoye’s tall, large build, she curled her fingers slightly, feeling nervous.
Jiang Wei nestled into the sofa in the bedroom, her fingertips unconsciously searching online. She typed out the question: If a Sentinel is on the verge of collapse, will Soothing be dangerous?
Once a Sentinel’s Out-of-Control Value exceeds 60 points, the demand for Soothing increases dramatically, and the Soothing process becomes more intense—there are no shortage of cases where Guides are X-ed unconscious.
Jiang Wei fanned herself with her hand, but felt her face flushing, getting hotter and hotter.
She needed to calm down.
Once these words corresponded to a specific person—and that person was Qin Xiaoye, that handsome, good-looking man with a superbly fit body—it made Jiang Wei very hot.
She went to the bathroom, took off her underwear, and blushing, washed it first.
The bathroom was starkly black and white, minimalist and luxurious—just like Qin Xiaoye’s character.
Jiang Wei felt like she had intruded into a stranger’s private space, filled with traces of Qin Xiaoye’s life.
And she still had to sleep in a bed full of Qin Xiaoye’s scent…
The body wash had a understated cologne scent, reminding her of his smell when she was taking photos today, rushing into her nose incessantly.
She had brought her own body wash, berry-scented, and placed it next to his.
There were new towels and bath towels, neatly folded on the rack—light pink with cherry blossoms printed on them, and a little kitten with big innocent eyes staring at her.
Online information said that Guides are very sensitive to the scent of Sentinels with high Matching Values. No wonder the moment she entered Qin Xiaoye’s territory, she felt a slight dizziness—very comfortable yet very strange.
The water stream had a massage function, gliding over her satin-like fair skin, diffusing like mist, spraying onto her acupoints. Her body softened, and the tension eased.
After drying off, she saw in the bathroom what seemed to be several sets of pajamas prepared by Zhang Ma—all… a bit revealing.
She hesitated for a moment. Were these prepared by Zhang Ma, or did Qin Xiaoye want her to wear them?
She had already agreed to Sooth, so… she’d wear them.
She chose a two-piece set to put on. Inside was a white camisole short dress, form-fitting, completely exposing her curves—even unable to fully cover, revealing half of her fair white.
The short dress was very short, revealing her fair, slender legs.
Although a bit revealing, there was a loose silk outer robe with subtle patterns on the outside. Once she put it on, everything was covered.
She tied the sash of the pajamas and languidly nestled into the sofa, wanting to click on the video she hadn’t opened in the car earlier. Before she could, she fell asleep on the sofa.
When Qin Xiaoye returned, what he saw was Jiang Wei with her pajama sash untied, face flushed, sleeping sweetly, large expanses of snowy white skin dazzling, her thighs slender, white, and straight, her ankles small and fit for the hand…
In her sleep, Jiang Wei suddenly sensed a hint of danger, an airtight sense of invasion permeating her skin. She abruptly opened her eyes.
Directly meeting Qin Xiaoye’s dark, pitch-black gaze.