The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

The night is hazy. Outside the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, the Milky Way stretches across the sky like silk studded with diamonds.

Ai Wan stared at her familiar reflection in the glass in a daze. After a long while, her rapid heartbeat and the dull pain in her chest slowly subsided.

After getting all the information from Qin Tianlang and Sheng Xiuming, they returned to the temple square on the top of Lingdian Mountain.

She released the villa that Pei Junlin gave her, and asked everyone to have a good rest. After dawn tomorrow, they would set out to find out what happened in the Ninth Mountain Division.

When he was lying on the bed after taking a shower, Ai Wanxin was still thinking about asking the system whether the story had been compiled, but as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

Then I had this dream.

Of course, she has almost determined that this is not a realistic dream, but just a reappearance of some things that happened in the past through dreams.

She accepted the fact that she was called "Asiah" in her "dream" and by Lilith.

After all, she was reborn and had just fought a dragon in the air. She felt that there was nothing in this world that she could not accept.

However, knowing rationally that those things were in the past did not mean that she would not be affected in any way.

Ai Wanxin turned over and jumped off the bed. She put on a coat and opened the door with a "creak".

This villa has a total of four floors, and each of the second to fourth floors has two suites with private bathrooms.

She lives alone on the fourth floor.

Yin Yanhan and Pei Junlin live on the third floor.

Tuoba Qiong and He Yang live on the second floor.

When she turned the door, the four sentinels opened their eyes in bed at the same time.

The gentle footsteps of soft-soled slippers on the carpet fell on the eardrums of the four sentinels like the sound of drums.

After a moment, the footsteps stopped.

Apparently, she stopped at the third floor.

Ai Wanxin stood at the bedroom door on the right side of the third floor. Before she could knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

Yin Yanhan's upper body was naked, revealing his smooth, firm chest and eight neat and deep abdominal muscles.

Ai Wanxin's eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Hey, Brother Han, you are not wearing any clothes, just--"

"Bang—" The sound of the door downstairs being suddenly opened was earth-shattering.

"Sweetheart!" He Yang climbed the dozen steps of stairs in just two steps.

He stopped in front of Ai Wanxin like a gust of wind, bared his big white teeth, and asked with a forced smile: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

The bedroom door opposite opened in response. Pei Junlin, who was simply wearing a bathrobe, leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, and looked at him with a smile: "Captain He, why are you not wearing shoes?"

"I don't like wearing shoes." He Yang said without turning his head.

Tuoba Qing stood at the stairs like a silent ghost without knowing when.

He didn't want to draw anyone's attention by talking because, well, he wasn't wearing shoes either.

When Ai Wanxin turned around, Yin Yanhan came into the room and casually put on a tight black T-shirt.

The black T-shirt is made of soft yet stylish fabric, which perfectly outlines his bulging but not exaggerated yet powerful muscles.

He Yang found an opportunity and glared at him. This guy definitely did it on purpose!

Ai Wanxin didn't expect that they were all awake, so she greeted them cheerfully, "No one is asleep, why don't we go swimming together?"

He Yang said faintly: "Sweetheart, it's so late, are you sure you want to swim?"

Ai Wanxin nodded: "Yes, you know this house has a swimming pool, with standard swimming lanes, constant temperature, and a diving platform. It's exactly my dream pool."

"Baby, I have a bigger villa in Glory City. It has three swimming pools and a hot spring. Can I give it to you when the time comes?"

He Yang stretched his shoulders to block Ai Wanxin's sight, lowered his head and said aggrievedly: "Sweetheart, why did you ask him to swim and not me? Back then, I swam back and forth in Storm Fjord with a 50-kilogram load without even taking a breath."

Ai Wanxin was amused by him. She looked at He Yang with curved eyebrows and eyes: "Aren't you holding your breath if you don't breathe?"

"In short, I must be there for swimming." He Yang pounded his fist on his solid chest muscles and said passionately.

By the swimming pool in the back garden, Ai Wanxin comfortably nestled in a lounge chair, took out a piece of iced watermelon and ate it happily, looking at He Yang curiously: "Aren't you going to swim?"

He Yang asked in confusion, "Sweetheart, aren't you coming with us?"

Ai Wanxin held the watermelon in her mouth and shook her head: "I can't swim."

"Plop—" Pei Junlin made a standard dive and dived deep into the water.

After a while, he broke through the water and emerged from the swimming pool near Ai Wanxin.

In the warm yellow light, transparent water drops slid down his smooth white skin. Pei Junlin put his silky golden hair behind his head and said with a smile: "Baby, can I teach you how to swim?"

"Sweetheart, you can't learn from him. His unsophisticated swimming style is not practical at all. In our place, he would be punished by dragging tires."

"Captain He, whether it is practical or not, only Bibi can tell, right?"

"Competition is a competition."

He Yang pulled his T-shirt off his head and paused for three seconds to let Ai Wanxin see his strength and beauty, his tight and tight inverted triangle back muscles, before diving into the swimming pool.

Ai Wanxin ate watermelon and watched the two people competing in the swimming pool with a smile. Yin Yanhan sat down on the lounge chair next to her.

Ai Wan was surprised and asked, "Brother Han, aren't you going swimming?"

Yin Yanhan was silent for a moment, then asked, "Were you planning to ask me to teach you how to swim?"

Ai Wanxin leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, "No, I want you to sleep with me."

At that moment, Yin Yanhan felt like a train whizzed through his mind. Before he could react, Ai Wanxin continued, "You're not sleeping anyway, and I just happened to have a nightmare, so come and press the bed for me."

Yin Yanhan reviewed his life of more than 20 years in a very short time, and he concluded that there had never been a moment in his life that was more difficult than this moment.

"Is the watermelon sweet?" he asked suddenly.

"It's sweet, do you want to eat it?" Ai Wanxin was about to give him a piece when Yin Yanhan's warm breath gently fanned her face.

His cold, soft lips pressed against the corner of Ai Wanxin's mouth, and his slightly cool tongue swept across her lips before separating.

"It's sweet." He said softly.

"Han..." He Yang stood up in the swimming pool and shouted angrily, "You're using such an old trick? Stay away from sweetheart!"

Yin Yanhan kissed her nose with a smile in his eyes, stood up, tore off his black T-shirt, and jumped into the swimming pool nimbly. The huge splashing waves hit He Yang's face.

Tuoba Qing half-knelt down beside Ai Wanxin. He got a warm handkerchief from somewhere, gently held Ai Wanxin's hand, and wiped her fingers that were stained with watermelon juice one by one.

"What nightmare did you have?" He looked into Ai Wanxin's eyes and asked softly.