i'm in love with the sentinel who wants to kill me

"Our love is a sigh. -Season finale "Unrelated Records""

The atmosphere around the cash register freezes.

Neither the store manager nor the cashier could perceive the undercurrent of spiritual power, but they could see the obvious displeasure from the expression of the customer in front of them.

"Do I know you?"

Surprised at the end of the season.He had never heard Moody speak in such a condescending tone, and he always thought that Moody should be as warm and lively to other people as he was to him.Looking at Modi's face at the end of the season, he suddenly realized that this man had a stern face and aloofness, like a serious young master.He immediately realized, oh, he is actually a young master, he was born.

The store manager hurriedly said: "Of course you don't know me, Young Master Mo..."

"I'm not the young master." Mo Di had a sullen look on his face, he understood almost instantly that the Jingdi Lao shop had something to do with the Mo family, but the end of the season was still here, so he had to put it away.

"Namo, Mr. Mo..." The store manager's tone was a mixture of fear and anxiety.At this moment, he was really a little afraid of the only heir of the Mo family—he was tall and leggy, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and he was very arrogant towards this station. If he didn't know, he could think that this was to make trouble—the customers behind him didn't dare to stop. tent, whispering two meters away.

"Come to the VIP reception room with me, okay? It's not very convenient to talk here..."

At the end of the season, I probably guessed that this is probably related to the Mo family: the family business of the Mo family accounts for a quarter of the entire empire, and all of them are run by ordinary people. It's weird.

He saw that Modi's face was very dark, Xin Dao was not very comfortable in the mental realm in such a densely populated place, and Modi had already severed ties with the Mo family, and his mood would be even worse if he got involved, so he said to him The store manager said, "I'm sorry, we have something to do at night, so it's not convenient."

After Modi heard Ji Mo's words, he immediately held Ji Mo's hand, turned around and left.

The store manager chased him out in embarrassment. He really didn't dare to get close to Mo Di, so he handed a business card to Ji Mo who was beside Master Mo.Although this gentleman looks cold, at least he is not that scary...

"Trouble, I'm sorry, please accept it!" The store manager looked at the end of the season almost beggingly, his waist bent down.

At the end of the season, Modi held his hands, glanced at the store manager who was about to cry, and silently took the business card and put it in his pocket.

After eating the hot pot, they were all warmed up, and the two of them walked towards home without feeling cold in the cold wind.

Modi held Ji Mo's hand tightly, all the way silently.

After entering the house, Ji Mo pinched Modi's fingers, indicating that he was home and could let go.

Returning to the familiar environment, Ji Mo's spotted-necked pika woke up in his pocket. It flopped around in Ji Mo's pocket for a while, and was finally picked out by the owner, and then placed on Modi's nose.

Moddy was relieved when the soft little rabbit lay on his face.He hung up the coats of the two of them, then walked towards the sofa with the little rabbit in his arms.

Ji Mo followed behind him, but was dragged by Modi unsuspectingly after he sat down.

His center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on Mo Di. Mo Di lay down on the ground, with the sofa under his body, Ji Mo on his body, and his outstretched hand was still holding the treasure in his palm.

Modi closed his eyes and clasped Ji Mo's waist with one hand.After a long time, he opened his lips and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while..."

Ji Mo raised his head with difficulty, lay on his chest, looked at Modi's closed eyes, and frowned.

He reached out and touched Morty's forehead.

"Don't frown..." Ji Mo's voice was very soft.

Morty gradually loosened his frowning eyebrows, but still closed his eyes wearily.Ji Mo slowly rubbed Modi's temples, and after rubbing for a while, he held Modi's face.

At the end of the season, I didn't know when I suddenly cried.

Holding Moti's face in his hands, he suddenly remembered the foresighted events he kept seeing in the night.At some point in the future, he would do the same, caressing the Sentinel's cheek, but Morty wouldn't open his eyes.

The picture that I don't want to think about comes to my mind at this moment. At the end of the season, I want not to look at Modi's face, but I can't move my eyes.

Ji Mo gently stroked Modi's eyebrows, and scratched his fingertips with two small fan-like eyelashes.Maybe his feelings for Modi reached the point where he didn't even know it, Ji Mo thought in his heart, it would be good if he saw such a scene before he died.

Ji Mo felt that his breathing was nasal, and hurriedly turned over, but was stopped by Modi's arm.

Modi opened his eyes, and what he saw was his guide crying silently in his arms.

His eyes turned red instantly, and the mental power of the whole room was in a mess.

It wasn't until the moment when the sentinel's suppressed mental power suddenly became frantic that Ji Mo realized how terrifying the person in front of him was.Modi stared at Ji Mo almost angrily, as if he couldn't recognize him.His heart and eyes were full of murderous intent, and at this moment he only wanted to kill the person who made his guide cry.

Although he doesn't know who this person is.

At the end of the season, he was almost suffocated by the sudden surge of spiritual power in the room. He patted Modi's arm to let him go, but Modi locked his waist paranoidly to prevent him from moving.

"Modi! Modi!" Ji Mo yelled Modi's name in panic.

This shouldn't be... The uncontrolled collapse of Modi's mental realm was something that happened in the foresighted event. At that time, they should be in the border area, not at home.Right now, Modi's state is as if he can't see or hear, and he will only be tightly bound in his arms.

Is it because of a long time off the medicine... At the end of the season, sweating on the forehead, anxious and sad.

If only he could be as soothing as a normal guide, if only his spotted-necked pika could understand his commands...

If only he wasn't the one Modi likes...Anyone can save him...

Ji Mo bit her lower lip tightly, staring at Modi's pupils, tears streaming down her face.He patted Moody's hot cheek, hoping to wake him up.

If Absolute Fit is that useful, Morty...

The tears at the end of the season fell on Modi's face and flowed down again.

...you better not lie to me.

Ji Mo exerted all his strength, pressed Modi's head with one hand, pinched his chin with the other, and kissed him desperately.

The spiritual power in the room gradually calmed down, floating in the air, wrapping the two people on the sofa.

The end of the season has never been kissed so viciously.He pried open Modi's lips, and put his tongue into the other's mouth.He almost never takes the initiative in kissing, so kissing someone who is insane at this moment, the end of the season is flustered and disorganized.

He licked wildly on Modi's teeth, and the body fluids of the two exchanged, and crystals flowed from between the lips that were occasionally staggered - he only hoped that his body fluids contained enough spiritual power.This kiss was turned into a war posture, tough and violent but extremely innocent.

Ji Mo held his breath, he was crying all the time, his nose was blocked, and now he had to kiss Modi, he couldn't breathe.

Almost fainted.Ji Mo propped up his upper body, separated some distance from Modi's face, and panted heavily.

Panting on Modi for a long time, he lowered his head and clearly saw Modi blinking.

Those bloodshot eyes gradually focused on Ji Mo's face, which was greatly shocked, and instantly turned pale with pain.Modi's eyes became moist, he closed them in pain, and his thick eyelashes were getting wet from the root.

When he opened his eyes again, Modi had regained his clarity. Those eyes were looking deeply at Ji Mo, who was close at hand, and their eyes were dark and deep.

Ji Mo sniffed his nose and was still panting, but suddenly felt the hand around his waist tightened.Mo Di put the spotted-necked pika on the coffee table, then put his arms around Ji Mo's waist, and the two turned upside down.

Upside down.

Ji Mo froze for a moment when he was pressed on the sofa, but he didn't move, and looked at Modi without blinking.The redness in the opponent's eyes gradually subsided, he reached out and touched Modi's forehead, it was still a little hot, but it was much better than before.

Modi supported Ji Mo's face with one hand, grabbed the hand that was testing the heat of his forehead with the other, and covered his face downward.

He turned his head and kissed the palm of that hand.

At the end of the season, he felt a little itchy, and his fingertips curled up slightly.Mo Di took that hand, interlocked his fingers, and pressed it on the top of Ji Mo's head.Ji Mo's left hand was raised almost immediately, but was firmly held by Modi's other hand.

A completely suppressed pose.

"Did you get scared just now?" Modi said hoarsely.

Their eyes were glued like this, their eyes were wet, and there were still tears in the corners of their eyes.His voice was still trembling, and he asked almost at the same time, "Are you better?"

Modi's gaze was so deep that Ji Mo's heart trembled.

A very depressed sigh.

"The end of the season..."

As Modi said, he pushed Ji Mo's hand that was clamped by his side to the top of his head, and one hand controlled his two wrists.His whole body was hanging above Ji Mo, and the free hand was stroking Ji Mo's face very tenderly.

"Are you afraid?" he asked again.

The posture of complete control made the whole person caged in the shadow of Modi at the end of the season.There was nothing in his field of vision except Modi.

Ji Mo stared blankly at the sentinel's sad expression, and moved his lips blankly.

If... said he was afraid, what would Modi do...?

Will you leave this home?

Will you leave him...?

The lips at the end of the quarter trembled for a long time, and finally gave the answer.

"afraid……"

Modi's eyes seemed to be broken, he looked at Ji Mo fixedly, his hands gradually relaxed.

——but Ji Mo hugged his neck.

He heard Ji Mo continue crying: "I'm afraid...you don't love me..."

Morty's eyes were red.

He covered Ji Mo's body and looked at him for a long time, as if he could no longer restrain himself, he kissed him.

The moment the four lips met again, both of them closed their eyes.

***

A border area thousands of miles away.

Underground biochemical laboratory.

"According to my inference, Modi should not be combined with the end of the season."

Zhao Yun stood with his hands behind his back in a silent room, which was painted black, and only a lamp above his head provided a pale light source.Under the light is a single sofa, also made of black leather.

The person on the sofa was silent for a moment, and asked, "How many courses of medicine has he taken?"

"Because I can't be sure when he stopped the medicine, so a conservative estimate is thirteen courses of treatment." Zhao Yun thought for a while, and then said: "From our experimental data, seven courses of treatment are the most dangerous stage. If you fail to survive the seventh course of treatment, it will evolve into an uncontrollable mental riot. Most A-level sentinels will show symptoms within four courses of treatment, and [-]% of S-level sentinels will develop symptoms in the sixth course of treatment Modi is currently the only success story."

The air in the room was silent again.

The person on the sofa stood up.Gu Shan, the commander-in-chief of the empire, described it as majestic, and made no secret of his sense of oppression as an SS-level sentinel in front of Zhao Yun.

"What if I also participate in the experiment?" Gu Shan asked in a deep voice.

"No!" Zhao Yun stopped in shock. "You are the commander-in-chief and the top general of the tower. The border area cannot leave you, and you must not risk yourself! Even Ji Xiangdong died in the seventh course of treatment, you can't—!"

Gu Shan looked at Zhao Yun sullenly, and Zhao Yun fell silent for an instant.

"Ji Xiangdong's participation in the experiment was not approved by you?"

Zhao Yun was covered in cold sweat.

Gu Shan suddenly sneered.He reached for his belt with his left hand, where a gun was pinned.

He slowly pulled out the gun and pointed it at Zhao Yun's chest.

"From the beginning to the end, all I want is Modi, and you have moved too much."

Zhao Yun remained motionless.He felt a chill seep through his bones.Every level of mental strength is crushed exponentially. An S-level sentinel is as weak as a stone in front of an SS-level.

Gu Shan put the gun on Zhao Yun.He admired Zhao Yun's expression for a while, "Find an opportunity to test Modi's degree of transformation. Before they combine, get rid of the end of the season."

Zhao Yun stood at attention, "Yes!"

The author says:

If a stranger greets you.

High EQ: Do you know me?

Low EQ/Modi: Do I know you?

PS. My Maserati will be here in the next chapter (??ω??) Let me tell you first, after reading chapter 39 tomorrow, please allow me to take a day off from my family.