Domineering cool guy alphax, delicate and soft omega 30

with something unreadable.If you were to say, in the past, who Jiang Bai would have eaten saliva from.Even if it were a celestial being.He felt sick to his stomach, but now, all he wanted was to kiss...Ning Shu thought it was a little funny.

Yang Gong's words are a bit too self-congratulatory.

"I've always treated you like an elder." The young man's brow lost its previous warmth, turning cold.

But Yang Gong's eyes were gleaming with greed.

He found that the young man, in this state, was even more alluring. Possessing such fair and delicate skin, a handsome and refined face, and a slender and supple body.

When crying in bed, one is sure to be pitiable.

...makes one want to cherish them dearly. ...

Ning Shu didn't know what alha was thinking, but he also saw that the emotions in Yang Gong's eyes were making him increasingly uncomfortable, even nauseous.

He doesn't want to have much contact with the other party.

But just at that moment, Yang Gong suddenly came up from behind and hugged her: "Shushu, follow Uncle. Uncle will definitely give you the best things. Lingling got a share, and you'll get one too."

Ning Shu's body was prickled with goosebumps.

He had a thin layer of anger around his neck, struggling to break free from alha's embrace.

And Yang Gong smelled the scent of youth on the boy.

He became even more greedy. He lowered his head. Suddenly, he smelled a faint scent of milk, but before he could smell it clearly...

I only felt a sharp pain.

Ning Shu, taking advantage of the other party's loosening grip, quickly pushed them away.

Yang Gong saw the wound bitten out of him and felt a bit of anger: "Shush, don't make Uncle angry." He narrowed his eyes: "Even if you can escape today, your mother will be stuck here..."

Ning Shu didn't expect him to be so shameless.

He glared coldly at the other person and said, "If my mom knew what kind of eat itself in the next momentt want to cause any trouble, and I believe you don't want to either."With the sound of a busy tone.The bandit leader's face was ashen, like he wanted to tear the boy apart. He muttered under his breat...