Pre-collection of the copy of "Accidentally Marked Prince Shirakiri Kuro" is at the end
On the night the spacecraft lost control and crashed, Jiang Yiheng was picked up and taken home by nineteen-year-old Jian Xingchen.
The rental house, which is less than fifteen square meters, is filled with junk he picked up.
However, the boy's eyes were as clean as the clearest lake in the world.
He held down her hand holding the dagger and frowned slightly: "Don't move, the wound will open."
Jian Xingchen went out before dawn every day, traded waste products for wound medicine, caught wild pigeons to make soup for her, and gave up his only bed.
Whenever she wakes up from a nightmare, she can always see the boy curled up under the moon, sleeping peacefully.
He was so simple and pure, as if he would stay in this small room forever, belonging only to her.
Jiang Yiheng asked him more than once what he wanted, but he shook his head repeatedly.
Except that night——
The first hot period after differentiation came extremely violently, and the boy's clear eyes were stained with crimson. He knelt in front of her with tears in his eyes, choked with sobs and grabbed the corners of her clothes: "Please... Mark me."
Later, the royal spaceship roared and landed in front of the door, but the boy, who had always been docile, huddled in the corner like a frightened beast, his eyes twinkling with expectation.
Jiang Yiheng just calmly handed over a credit chip.
The gold-plated black chip slipped from her fingertips, spun around on the ground a few times, and finally stopped between them.
The young man lowered his eyes and never reached out to pick it up.
A few days later, Jiang Yiheng heard by chance that there was a job that suited him.
She returned to the dilapidated rental house, only to find that the walls were empty and the boy had long since disappeared.
Jiang Yiheng thought that this was their ending.
From then on, the bridge returned to the bridge, the road returned to the road, and his happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy had nothing to do with her anymore.
It wasn't until a few months later that Jiang Yiheng paraded around the capital with the royal honor guard to make an appearance for the upcoming grand wedding——
She caught a glimpse of the familiar thin figure, being blocked by a few gangsters in a dirty alley corner.
The young man let his fists and feet fall on him. His face was pale, but he curled up into a ball and tightly protected his slightly bulging belly.
The strong and ruthless royal heiress Alpha × the innocent and tolerant little poor scavenger Omega
#You are the moon in the water, stranded for me#
Food Guide
1. Female A, male O, GB male, there is a plot to abuse men.
2. Copywritten on 2024.10.30
Pre-receipt of the next book, female A male O: "Accidentally Marked Prince Shirakiri Kuro"
Qiao Yi was once the top bounty hunter, famous in the empire for his unique cross sword technique.
The day she saved up 50 million to retire early and lay down, a royal engagement fell from the sky.
Qiao Yi: Even if I starve to death, I will not eat a soft meal from your royal family!
The first time I met the low-key and mysterious youngest son of the royal family, he had a bright temperament, clear skin, and was as beautiful as a mortal.
Qiao Yi: "Soft Rice So Fragrant"
Everyone is optimistic about this combination of wealth and appearance.
It's just that this gentle, considerate and obedient betrothed would occasionally look at her with strange eyes that Qiao Yi couldn't understand.
After getting engaged, his possessiveness towards Qiao Yi became even stronger.
Whether he was fixing his collar, putting on a necklace or drying his hair, he was keen to ask her to do it for him, while intentionally or unintentionally exposing the glands on the back of his neck.
Qiao Yiyi thought that he was overthinking.
Until that night, in the glass flower room just across the door from the banquet hall, her reserved fiancé took the initiative to hold her hand and slid it along his eyebrows, corners of lips, and Adam's apple all the way down to the back of her neck.
Qiao panicked: "Isn't it too early to mark...?"
But he held her fingertips and landed on his glands, where there was a very shallow cross scar.
Qiao Yi was stunned: "Impossible, when did I—"
"Do you need me to help you remember it myself?"
The cool pheromones belonging to Omega filled the air, and his low voice brushed against her ears, "Today is one year, four months and nine days since you left me."
*
Late at night one year, four months and nine days ago, Qiao Yi accidentally caught a ride on a giant Hawkmoth mecha that was out of control.
In order to regain control, she had to stab the joint on the mecha's neck twice.
Could it be...
The big moth she flew away on was actually not a mecha, but the cold and gentle Omega fiancé in front of her? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
Thick line front bounty hunter female Alpha × white cut black fishing type Zerg male Omega
# moths seek the light, and I seek you#
Intention: The premise of love is respect and understanding, not control or possession.