Please accept the next ABO article, "It's not easy to be the friend B of mentally ill person A"
The copy is at the bottom, =3=
The little bastard in the market place * The stupid boy from the landlord's family
Fool's Rule No. 1: His things belong to Liang'an
Fool's Rule 2: Liang'an's things belong to him
Fool's Rule No. 3: Liang'an is his thing
After hearing this idiot's robber-like speech, Liang An became angry and kicked him out of bed.
Roll! You are nothing!
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An imaginary chronicle of the Republic of China, without any historical archetypal events
The copywriting is useless, so please read the text directly!
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Xu Sui is a Beta, he can't smell pheromones, and he doesn't have any susceptibility or fever periods.
After all, he was just a Beta after all.
But I can smell the unique mint and absinthe on someone's body, and remember the hot breath and hot pain in front of me...
If he had not experienced his previous life, Xu Sui would never have known what kind of ultimate lunatic in a normal human shell his brother's boyfriend, Chi Yanchuan, was.
In the last life,
Just because of some similarities in appearance with his younger brother Xu An, after his younger brother Xu An's unexpected death, the funeral on the day of the funeral actually became his last freedom.
The extreme demands in the dark, being forced to sink soberly countless times, the glands on the back of the neck that had been forcibly operated on were swollen and hot all the time,
The lingering chuckle in his ears became his nightmare all day long.
Fortunately, this time, everything is still too late...
He tried his best to avoid contact with it and tried his best to disrupt the absurd trend of his previous life. He never thought of accidentally bumping into Alpha's susceptible period:
It was an abandoned laboratory, and no one usually came there.
So when he opened the door, the strong and almost suffocating smell of mint and licorice hit his face. Without even thinking about it, he ran out of the door.
However, the strong arms stretched out from behind grabbed him back and tightly imprisoned him in the narrow gap behind the door, unable to move.
The hot breath hit the skin on the back of his neck, and the area that was supposed to have no glands was gently licked. The wet, hot and slippery touch made his body tremble unconsciously.
He heard the whisper from the 'devil' again,
"Senior, why are you running?"
Intention: Live upward
