n't help but purse her lips.He buried himself, like an ostrich.The Emperor of the Land spoke in a low, husky voice right by my ear.Every time Ning Shu tried to slide away a little, she would be pulled...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.Then her gaze fell upon his face as she said, "They are very nice people, so there's no need to be too stiff."Ning Shu softly hummed in response and then followed behind the wild god. The base looked...