It was getting late, Si Di had put his worries to rest, and was ready to go home. He suddenly stopped before the door, "Oh, by the way, let's test the matching degree. It keeps saying ninety-ninety, but I still don't know the exact value."
"Okay." Xiao Zhenyun said, "But how do I test it? It's the middle of the night and I don't have any test strips in my room."
Si Di immediately took out the prepared tools from his pocket - the test paper and the tester. He looked at Xiao Zhenyun's light-colored lips holding the test paper and pursing them, leaving a wet mark. The temperature on his face really went down and then up again. He cleared his throat and said in a long tone of teasing, "Uncle, I've never heard of kissing someone to induce a false eternal sleep."
Xiao Zhenyun returned the saliva test paper: "I'm still a novice, and I don't know how to use my mental power. The Chairman said that intimate behavior is the simplest, most convenient, and most effective way for guides to treat sentinels. In the early days of the emergence of special human groups, the understanding and exploration of the use of guides' mental power was not deep, and the methods used to appease sentinels were almost all pure intimate behavior. It was only after a hundred years that some improvements were gradually made."
Si Di: “…”
You said you were interested in me and had selfish motives... It turned out that you were all lying, you just wanted to help Si Chu!
The matching tester beeped, and the machine sound rang out in the quiet room—
"Congratulations, the match rate is 97 percent."
Xiao Zhenyun didn't hear clearly: "Ninety-one or ninety-seven?"
Si Di looked down at the number displayed on the tester and chuckled, "You heard wrong, sixty-seven."
"Oh, ninety-seven."
"I told you you heard it wrong," Si Di said in a hoarse and slow voice, standing in front of the ward door, insisting on this seemingly meaningless repetition, "It's sixty-seven."
"…" Xiao Zhenyun looked up at him, her eyelashes lifted, revealing her glassy eyes. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Do you still want to be guided by Su?"
"Ninety-seven." Little Wolf was flexible and quickly returned from the door to Xiao Zhenyun's bedside. "I still want to sort out my mind."
"I don't know how to do that." Xiao Zhenyun released his guiding element, "Let Ye Feiran help you first."
When trapped on the isolated island, every time he smelled this familiar and wonderful scent, Si Di could bury his head in Xiao Zhenyun's neck without restraint. As long as he wanted, as long as it made him feel comfortable, he didn't need to have any worries on the dark and damp rainy night.
But now, in the central hospital of a highly civilized metropolis, enveloped by bright and invisible lights, he had to restrain his instincts and behave in a restrained manner. The only thing he could do was to pretend that his tail was too big to sit upright, and to deliberately tilt his upper body toward the **.
"Not so good, right? That's my brother's guide."
"I've been helping you sort it out for such a long time, do you still care about this moment?" Xiao Zhenyun was really tired of watching him squatting in a horse stance, "Or do you want to sleep on me, and I'll review the content of the senior textbooks in advance and try to help you sort it out?"
"Move aside." Si Di lifted the quilt and pushed Xiao Zhenyun to the other side of the bed. After taking off his shoes, he lay on his side. The wolf tail was obediently tucked between his legs, and a piece of soft black hair protruded outside the quilt.
Xiao Zhenyun seriously suspected that Si Di only heard "Do you want to come up to sleep?" and his four ears automatically blocked out the following words.