ABO Drooping‑Eared Butler

The phone vibrated again. Yan Yi lowered his gaze and saw that Lu Shangjin had messaged him from yet another […]

Yan Yi drew a deep breath and forced himself to stand, grabbing an iron-wire bat from behind the door and

A Panamera slowed as it entered the highway ramp exit, a few scattered cars visible, making their way under the

Yan Yi was cocooned in a pair of strong, powerful arms. The familiar touch was momentarily untraceable in his memory.

“Jin… when will you… stop being so harsh with me…” The little creature’s trembling, dew-like voice lightly tugged at Lu

Business was slow at the bar that morning. Gu Wei was alone downstairs tidying up the shop. Once the surroundings

The streets of the small town, like an ancient painting, were lit under the night sky. Inside the bar, the

In the early hours, the empty villa was silent, not a single light on. The dim living room was pitch

Anfia Hospital was unusually bustling today. Outside, a black BMW 760Li, a Panamera, and a Ferrari 612 were parked. On

Lu Shangjin wiped the dripping water from his hair with a towel, one leg bent against the headboard, holding his

After hanging up, Lu Shangjin leaned against the headboard for a while. Later, he went up to the rooftop, resting

He suddenly froze, standing dazed in front of the mirror with the syringe in hand. In the past three years,

Xia Jingtian crouched outside Yan Yi’s bedroom door, pressing his hand against it, almost able to feel the trembling sorrow

Half an hour later, Doctor Sun came over on his own initiative and handed Yan Yi a test report. Yan

Yan Yi lay on his back in the shadow of a white picket fence, using his hands as a pillow.

Three powerful M2 pheromones clashed and crushed against each other. The domineering, overwhelming alpha aura exploded and spread through Zhongling

The bar street glowed with dazzling lights. Clear water channels ran along both sides of the bluestone pavement, with aquatic

Lu Shangjin had never given flowers to any other omega. He wasn’t a romantic person. The ones he used to

Lu Shangjin tossed his phone aside and walked onto the balcony, bending down to casually brush a hand over the

Tan Meng poured Yan Yi a cup of black tea. Bi Ruijing suddenly appeared by the doorway, his expression tense.