After flirting with all the top sentinels, I am coveted by the entire galaxy

Chapter 215 Send it to you
"You've asked me this thirty-five times on the way here. This is the thirty-sixth time."

Ji Chengyun took off his glasses, wiped the thin lenses, and said calmly:
"Sir, if you don't believe what I say, you can go back. No one forced you. You followed me despite my objection."

If Duan Jing wasn't so difficult and sensitive, he wouldn't have needed to bring an outsider with him.

This was beyond his original plan.

Thinking of this, Ji Chengyun stopped wiping his glasses and pressed his forehead with a sullen face.

However, if he wants to successfully reach the last step as he expected, it may not be possible to rely solely on Duan Jing's double S-level mental power.

Duan Jing raised his eyelids, glanced at him casually, and smiled:
"You talk so mysteriously, shouldn't I be suspicious? What if you made it up?"

"You know, it's not easy for me to trust someone, even if he is my former teacher."

Ji Chengyun pursed his lips, his blue eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he could see through a person's heart.

"Duan Jing, your purpose is actually to find an excuse to come and see Chi Yin."

Duan Jing's smile froze, and he turned his head away in embarrassment, "No."

Ji Chengyun understood Duan Jing's insincerity and knew what was going on.

It seems so.

It should be that you are the one who gets angry unilaterally, then you miss the person, try to convince yourself, and finally find an excuse that everyone knows to ask for reconciliation.

How childish.

"Chi chi chi~"

At this moment, a snow-white fox emerged from Duan Jing's body, jumped into his arms with light steps, and its fat furry tail swayed back and forth, so cute that it made people soften their hearts.

As soon as the little fox came out, its delicate nose kept sniffing at Duan Jing.

It was like a little mouse stealing food. It sniffed from the collar to the waist and abdomen, and finally used its little claws and teeth to bite Duan Jing's pocket, as if trying to take something out of it. Its movements were urgent.

Duan Jing couldn't help but laugh and rubbed the little fox's head, "Hey, hey, why is your nose so sensitive?"

He finally released his spiritual body, but this little thing set its sights on the treasure he had hidden as soon as it came out.

"Jijijiji!" Give it to me quickly, give it to me!
Duan Jing raised his eyebrows, and at the little fox's urgent urging, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

The edge of the handkerchief was embroidered with delicate gold thread, and the white handkerchief was spotless, showing at first glance that it had been well preserved by its owner.

When the little fox found the handkerchief, his eyes suddenly lit up and he flew over excitedly.

Duan Jing smiled and raised his right hand to prevent the little fox from touching it, with a strong teasing tone.

The thing you want is right in front of you, but you just can't touch it. This feeling is so frustrating.

The little fox became anxious and stood unsteadily on Duan Jing's arm, waving its front paws and tail, trying to grab the handkerchief. Its posture looked a little funny.

Tsk, is this embarrassing spirit really his?

Duan Jing curled the corner of his mouth and ignored the little fox. He lightly twisted the handkerchief with his fingertips, turned his head, put it to his nose and took a deep breath.

Hmm, the smell in my memory is a little lighter than the last time I smelled it.

The little fox had a very sensitive sense of smell, and there was a piece of thing on his body that was stained with the smell of Chi Yin.

This handkerchief was originally used to wipe Chi Yin's mouth, but because the material was not soft enough, it rubbed her face red.

Duan Jing still remembers how Chi Yin looked that day. Her delicate face was rubbed red by him, and it was as beautiful as if she had been smeared with rouge. It would make people remember it for a lifetime.

Later, he always carried this handkerchief with him.

The smell on the handkerchief was getting lighter every day, so Duan Jing rarely took it out.

Whenever it was late at night and his skin was thirsty, he would be willing to take it out to satisfy his craving.

Ouch, that sounds so perverted.

But there was nothing he could do, that was just the condition of his body.

As if showing off to the spirit, after smelling it once, Duan Jing put away the handkerchief with satisfaction and was about to put it back in his pocket. The remaining smell of Chi Yin was not much to begin with, so don't let the peach blossom smell on the spirit cover it.

Jijijiji, how can this be possible!

It hasn't even smelled it yet, why is the owner putting it away? !
When the little fox saw this scene, its fur instantly stood up. It showed its sharp claws without hesitation and slashed towards Duan Jing's face with great momentum.

If I let you eat alone, I will destroy your appearance!

Look at how vain you are!

It was about to scratch Duan Jing’s face.

The smile on Duan Jing's face turned cold. He pinched the fox's little paw, looked at the sharp claw and said, "Little beast, the strongest weapon should be saved for the most critical moment."

"Premature exposure will only turn you from hunter to prey, just like this..."

As he spoke, Duan Jing exerted force with his fingertips, threw the little fox under his feet, and kicked it away.

"understand?"

The little fox lay on Duan Jing's calf, trying to climb up with its teeth and claws bared, but was ruthlessly kicked away by Duan Jing again and again.

Ji Chengyun lowered his gaze, looked at the little fox and said, "Your spiritual body has become weaker."

Duan Jing came back to his senses, squinted his eyes and said with a half-smile: "Yes, it is much weaker than before..."

Although his current strength is much stronger than the average double S-level Sentinel.

But how could the spirit body of a double S-level Sentinel possibly compare to the spirit body of a triple S-level Sentinel?
This is even more true for mental strength.

Duan Jing suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank, he lowered his head and stared at the little fox.

As his eyes moved, a dark light seemed to flash in his wine-red pupils.

"Tsk tsk, look at how pitiful you are. Come to your master's arms."

Duan Jing's expression was unusually gentle as he leaned over and hugged the little fox.

"You want my baby so badly?"

The little fox nodded vigorously, wrapped its furry tail around Duan Jing's wrist, and cried softly, as if begging.

Duan Jing smiled even more, his voice deep and magnetic: "If you want my baby, you have to exchange it for something, even my spiritual body. Are you willing?"

"Chirp, chirp!" The little fox continued to nod.

Although this spirit is much weaker, it is still somewhat useful.

…Then let’s indulge it a little.

After all, the spirit itself agreed.

Duan Jing lowered his eyes, his crow-feather-like eyelashes concealing the emotions in his eyes, the two moles beside the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his expression unfathomable.

He loosened the handkerchief in his hand, and the next moment the little fox hugged him.

Duan Jing let the spirit take the handkerchief away and looked at the little fox with a gaze as affectionate as if he was looking at his lover. "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you."

The little fox pretended not to hear and buried its little head in the handkerchief and sniffed around.

"hehe…"

Duan Jing didn't mind that his handkerchief was soiled by the fox. He rubbed the little fox's fur with a faint smile on his face.

One person and one pet are having a lot of fun.

At least that's what Ji Chengyun thinks.

Just then, a loud rumble was heard not far away, followed by a cloud of dust.

Duan Jing paused and looked up with Ji Chengyun.

"Let's go."