"This tastes so good, what is it made of" Ning'an exclaimed.The steward said, "Young Master Ning Er, this was specially made by a chef from Brazil. If you're interested, I can tell Young Master Ning E...Ning Shu's brain felt a bit dizzy.

When I heard this, my mind went blank.

How could Yang Gong know that he was an oega.

The middle-aged man sighed wistfully, his eyes lingering on the omega whose entire being reeked of milky pheromones.

The more Yang Gong thought about it, the more excited he became, especially since he had already figured out how to pin this slender and handsome young man beneath him and then permanently mark him.hout any scent on its body.Perhaps so.The farewell was hazy, but I could still recall the soft, faint scent on her skin the moment I lifted her into my arms.He had no time to think about it.Gao da Alh...