Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 138 You are not Sevier!

Zheko opened the window, stood in front of it, and sent his mental energy through the balcony, reaching deep into the snow.

really.

The snow here, like the snow on the desolate planet A9, can hurt people.

He withdrew his mental energy and turned to meet Mo Ting's probing gaze.

Mo Ting smiled and asked, "Zhe Ke, do you like Scarlett?"

Zheko looked at him with a puzzled expression, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything.

"I was just asking casually, don't worry about it." Mo Ting's tone was casual, a smile spreading across his face, but there was an undisguised sharpness in his eyes.

Zheko didn't mind, calmly replied "okay," and walked towards the bathroom to wash up and rest.

Halfway there, Mo Ting's voice came from behind again, "Zheke, I don't plan to divorce Scarlett. What about you? Will you get a divorce after the resource competition ends?"

"I know you're only reluctantly agreeing to stay married to Scarlett because of the competition for resources. You'll both probably get divorced after this is over, right?"

Zheko didn't really want to answer such a naive question; whether or not they were divorced was never their concern.

From the moment they married Scarlett, Scarlett made the decisions about whether they stayed or left.

However, he disliked Mo Ting's probing tone and gaze, as well as his repeated provocations.

A sense of revenge ignited within him.

He looked at Mo Ting, raised an eyebrow, and said in a gentle tone, "Scarlett is so outstanding, how could I bear to divorce her? Of course I want to grow old with her."

One sentence made Mo Ting's smile turn sinister.

That wasn't all. Zheko continued, "By the way, is it because I almost became Scarlett's husband back then that you care so much about my feelings?"

Zheko's tone was extremely calm, so calm that he didn't care about the matter at all, and it was just a casual question.

But these words were extremely harsh to Mo Ting, not only piercing his ears but also piercing his heart.

Mo Ting ground his teeth, his gums itching slightly, and his gray-green pupils narrowed slightly, his hatred intensifying.

He wanted to bite Dzeko to death.

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Riley calmly finished making the bed, her dark green eyes flickered, and she lowered her gaze and hummed in response to Ashley's words.

"No wonder."

Ashley said, "When I treated you, I found that you had mental problems, you were not fully recovered, and there was a risk of collapse."

Ashley was of a higher level than Riley and could sense that his mental state was abnormal, but he couldn't treat it.

Only females can soothe males' mental and emotional issues.

Hear the words.

Riley's face remained calm, showing little emotion, as if he already knew and didn't care.

He reached out and smoothed down the corner of the blanket that had sticked up. "Go to sleep, it's getting late."

"Riley, this is a matter of life and death!"

Ashley was even more anxious than Riley, a fierce glint in his eyes behind his glasses.

"I know."

Riley knew better than anyone the consequences of a mental breakdown.

But what?
So what if I know? Can I change it? No, I can't.

Nobody cares about him.

“Come on, Riley, go tell Scarlett to calm you down. She’s an A-level now, she can calm you down.”

Ashley grabbed Riley's hand and started to lead him out.

Riley didn't move, but twisted his wrist, breaking free from Ashley's grasp.

“Reeley?!” Ashley stared at Riley in astonishment.

Riley smiled and said, "Don't disturb Her Highness. Let her rest well. She's timid, and who knows what she'll face in the next phase. Let her relax as much as possible."

"Railley."

Ashley frowned and asked seriously, "Isn't your life important?"

Is it important?
Riley really wanted to ask that question. But the words stuck in his throat. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I am S-rank, and Your Highness is A-rank. It would take a lot of her mental energy to soothe me, who is of a higher rank. Moreover, she has never soothed a male before and is not skilled at it. She is easily susceptible to mental backlash. I am not at ease with that."

Riley was telling the truth, and Ashley didn't know how to respond. He stared at him for a long time before finally asking, "What are you going to do?"

Riley laughed and said, "Don't worry, I know how to control myself."

Riley's superpowers do indeed give him better self-control than other males.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to escape danger through sheer willpower.

"But……"

Ashley said worriedly, "Once mental power gets out of control, no one can control it."

Riley patted him on the shoulder with a magnanimous smile. "I won't let it get out of control. I'm confident."

With Riley saying this, Ashley found it increasingly difficult to respond.

He wasn't unaware of Riley's abilities, but this was a matter of life and death. Could a simple "I'm confident" really solve the problem?
He recalled the advanced calming agent in the space, which was ten times more effective than ordinary calming agents and could completely repair the collapsed mental sea of ​​a male.

Unfortunately, there haven't been any clinical trials yet, so he didn't dare let Lai use it.

He frowned and remained silent for a long time before finally compromising, saying, "Riley, you can't use your mental power anymore, otherwise, it will definitely collapse next time. Moreover, all your suppression actions will backfire on you at the moment of collapse, causing you a hundred times more pain than anyone else."

"Even with the comfort of a female, you will still die."

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"See him?"

Scarlett thought Saviour was joking and laughed it off, "We're in a competition, how can I see him?"

"You can see me if you want."

Sevier ripped off her face mask and said earnestly and confidently.

Scarlett paused, looking confused, and exclaimed, "Huh?" She then peeled off her face mask and casually asked, "How do we meet?"

“I can call him out.”

Sylvia rolled her eyes, a few rays of light intertwining in her azure gaze as she stared intently at Scarlett.

Scarlett found these words eerie and hurriedly looked around cautiously, muttering, "Sevier, don't scare me. Don't tell me your brother is dead and floating around me right now, waiting to reveal his true form. I'm a materialist fighter, I've never believed in ghosts or gods. If you have such bad intentions, you'd better keep them to yourself. I don't believe in them, absolutely not!"

Sevier looked at her, who was clearly flustered but still stubborn, and smiled happily.

At that moment, the deep meaning in his eyes surged like a tide, growing stronger and stronger. He mechanically shook his head, his breath, damp and cold, rolling against Scarlett's cheek.

He propped himself up, moved closer to Scarlett, quietly took her hand and pressed it against the headboard, leaning down to look at her, "Scarlett."

He pronounced her name word by word.

His husky voice was deep, melodious, and captivating.

Scarlett was overjoyed, but her lower back felt numb.

My mind started wandering uncontrollably.

She didn't actually plan to do that. They were in a competition and needed to conserve their energy; they couldn't do anything reckless...

But a hint of romance stirred within her.

With anticipation, he slowly raised his gaze and met Sevier's eyes.

Her eyes, like ice crystals, were deep, captivating, and shimmering with light. The azure depths of her eyes were as enigmatic and mysterious as the ocean.

Looking at her is like looking into her soul.

Scarlett felt inexplicably nervous, and her consciousness gradually blurred as they made eye contact.

A slightly cool sensation slowly spread across my lips.

The kiss was very urgent.

No, something's wrong!
Scarlett's confused state of mind did not cause her to succumb to despair.

She seized the last vestiges of clarity and warned herself that something was wrong with that look in her eyes!

In a moment of passion and confusion, his hand lifted her clothes. She froze, grabbed his wrist, and bit his tongue hard.

The other person cried out in pain, stopped what they were doing, looked up, and stared indifferently at Scarlett.

"You are not Sevia!"

(End of this chapter)