A Step Away [Interstellar]

See you again in the jianghu Read this notice before you start: 1. This story has an ABO setting, and includes all the things you’d expect to find in an ABO story. Read with caution if that’s not your thing. (In this ABO setting, female alphas have both sets of sex organs. I won’t entertain debates over whether this counts as a yuri story. If Jinjiang lets me categorize it as ABO, I’d gladly label it an ABO story.) 2. NTR, very questionable morals. Read with caution. 3. If you don’t like it, just leave. Don’t post off-topic comments. 4. No pirating or reposting. Thanks for supporting the official version. And what’s the original point of ABO? Tell me loud and clear! Also, nothing beats dumplings! Nothing is more fun than… being adorable is what I’m best at! Hmph! Now, have I explained all this nonsense clearly? If you’ve read it and still want to continue, you can check out the blurb. Blurb: In short, it’s a story about getting up to all sorts of things with your brother’s ex-wife. It’s late spring in San Lorenzo. The old Duke of the Bauhinia estate has died. Major General Xia Zuo is the estate’s only alpha heir, but because imperial law gives inheritance priority to the eldest, she, the second daughter, cannot inherit the ducal title. The one who inherits the estate is her beta brother, a thoroughly awful man. Because of the will, Major General Xia Zuo, who had long since left home, has to move back into the ducal estate. But after the duke’s death, the person living there isn’t Xia Zuo’s brother. It’s his divorced wife, a noble Omega from San Lorenzo. A single alpha living with an incompletely marked Omega is bound to spark endless speculation. In the courtyard late at night, the towering bauhinia trees cast overlapping shadows, faintly reflected on the windowsill in the moonlight, creating a hazy, intimate nightscape. The black-haired alpha hides behind the curtains, secretly watching the woman across the way as she stands on the balcony in a long dress, gazing at the moon. The moonlight falls on her platinum-blond hair, making her look dreamlike. The alpha’s deep blue eyes are like a lake in the dark, reflecting the brilliant moonlight as the woman’s image is etched into its center… This blurb might be fake… Anyway, it’s a story about eating your ex’s dumplings. I can’t write nothing but cultivation stories forever; I’m not a pervert, am I… Though I’m not exactly a good person either. I hear black tea with strawberry cake is incredibly sweet. Theme: