54: Black sun (9)

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[Hey,] the familiar sound came into my ears, and spit out the sweet grass stalk in his mouth at the lamp: [He should have heard the part about my brother, only three. ]

[Have you thought about what to do? ]

[…]

[…? ]

[I originally thought I could fill it up directly, but I deliberately said it very hard, Tang is really scary,] Chao Deng scratched his hair: [It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge hahaha Ha ha. ]

[…pig. ]

[You are the pig's partner,] he thought for a moment: [pig food? ]

[…]

The town lying by the bay is full of snowflakes, the rows of small ice picks under the eaves are crystal clear, the long cart pushed by the peasant woman is covered with white velvet, and the huge wheel of the grunt runs clear on the ground as it moves forward Water stains.

"Om-"

On the top of the car, the snow on the top of the car proves that they have traveled a very long way.

[There are emotional fragments. ]

[…what? ] Chao Deng, who had just woken up from his dream, hurriedly got out of bed to look for his coat, he clicked his tongue and put his feet into his boots: [Too fast, Tang is so busy all day long? ]

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He took his coat suddenly, and after a little thought, he quickly took off one of the shoes he just put on. He calculated the room fee, and the remaining money after paying it off was not too much Fortunately, Chao Deng left all the money in the house, and walked down quickly wearing a thin shirt and black pants.

He is not afraid of the cold, and he can spend the winter wearing a thick coat over his shirt. A long time ago, some people disliked him dealing with himself like this, but... that was indeed a long time ago.

He threw away the portable inhibitor given by Xia Zuo, and the pheromones that could not be hidden surged.

"What's that?"

Like the blazing sun, he has a desperate power in the middle of the cold winter. He can guarantee that this must be the best smell he has ever smelled in his life.

Alpha's eyes moved out of the window involuntarily.

The tall and thin young Omega is wandering aimlessly on the street, and can vaguely see a small section of fair skin from the collar and cuffs of the light-colored shirt, and the eyebrows and eyes are as quiet as ink. In the heavy snow, it seemed illusory, the man's eyes looked into the window, and before he could move his eyes, Alpha crashed into a pair of pupils that were intertwined with spirituality and magic.

[Love is worth four stars. ]

The Omega turned her head and left without hesitation, as if the warmth at that moment was just an illusion.

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