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 Dimly lit, quiet room.
 The atmosphere suddenly changed again, and even the air became sticky.
 Fitz noticed the discomfort: "What, are you uncomfortable?"
 Fitz stepped forward and looked down at him: "On June 13th, was it you?"
 He Huan was overwhelmed by his message, and subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but he couldn't stand firmly.
 Without support, he fell directly into the sofa.
 The soft cushion bounced He Huan up, and He Huan raised his neck, breathing hard.
 His hair was disheveled, sticking to his sweaty forehead, and the exposed side earlobe was as bright as a pomegranate.
 Fitz leaned over, his tall figure cast a shadow that completely enveloped him: "Why are you afraid of releasing pheromone?"
 He Huan hated his aggressiveness, but his body followed his instinct, stretched out trembling hands, and grabbed the hem of his clothes.
 Forget it, today this situation cannot be avoided.
 He Huan pulled Fitz into him in a broken jar, raised his chin, and panted, "I'm afraid I'll release the pheromone, and you won't be able to stand it..."
 Fitz lowered his eyes and touched the slender fingers of the other party pulling the corner of his clothes.
 The line of sight traces back along the fingertips, from the wrist to the arm, shoulder, neck, and directly to the gland.
 "How do you know I can't stand it?"
 There was a small bump on the back of the neck, white and smooth, without any trace.
 After being thoroughly marked by alha, the tooth marks on the glands will take at least a month to heal.
 And because of alha's possessiveness and oga's instinctive desire, the glands are repeatedly injected with pheromones, and many oga glands are like ripe fruit for a lifetime, showing a state of almost erosion, which is proof of being overly loved.
 Fitz remembered that he loved this place very much, injecting pheromone again and again, but still felt that it was not enough.
 Marked thoroughly more than once.
 He Huan kissed her lips, but he dodged them, barely brushing her chin.
 Just such a brief contact made his soul tremble.
 "Well…"
 Fitz frowned, feeling faint heart palpitations.
 To get rid of this discomfort, he pressed He Huan's shoulder to prevent him from moving.
 "Around June 13th, there are only three oga living in the Hamamatsu villa area, two of whom are married, and the rest are you, living next door to me."
 He Huan smiled indifferently, put his cheek against his strong arm, rubbed it lightly, and looked at him with winking eyes: "It's a coincidence, isn't it?"
 Fitz held his hair with five fingers, one pulled it forward vigorously, their noses were facing each other, and their breaths were intertwined.
 "During the surveillance, the white T-shirt you wore was taken from me, right?"
 He Huan forgot about this: "Then do I look good in my clothes?"
 Fitz grabbed him by the neck and pushed him down on the sofa: "Run in my clothes, huh?"
 He Huan took the initiative to put his arms on his shoulders: "As you can see, I still have a lot of things to deal with at home."
 Just as Fitz was about to speak, He Huan quickly pressed his thumb on his lips: "It's so disappointing to say these things, I need you very much now."
 The pheromone, as sweet as honey, escaped without warning, harassing Fitz's sanity.
 It is exactly the same as the scent that has been dreaming and dreaming for a while, and the matching degree has reached a deadly 100%.
 He still had a series of questions that he didn't ask, but the other party's offer of glands took away all his attention in an instant.
 He Huan tilted his neck and raised his shoulders, his moist eyes silently conveyed the invitation.
 Fitz's eyes darkened suddenly, his fingers pressed against the swollen glands, no alha could refuse the temptation of his own oga.
 Indeed, compared to those messy questions, Alha's nature urged him to take possession of this oga first.
 Fitz clasped He Huan's hands with his right hand and pressed them firmly on top of his head, and opened his neck with his left hand to completely expose the glands.
 Without the slightest hesitation, the sharp teeth pierced through this thin layer of skin in an instant, injecting pheromone with a forceful manner.
 As if to retaliate against the gland being erased, He Huan felt that the pheromone injection took a particularly long time this time.
 He Huan's body was in convulsions all the time, his eyes were completely lost, and he opened his mouth to breathe heavily.
 Like a stranded fish struggling to get back into the river.
 It's a pity that any of his struggles were in vain, and he was forcibly suppressed by the man.
 I don't know how long it took for this torture to end. When He Huan came to his senses, he suddenly thought that a century had passed.
 He felt the other's fingers still stroking his glands.
 Looking at each other, He Huan was flustered by the depth in his eyes.
 He didn't mind spending another pleasant night with this high-quality man, but unfortunately there were people guarding him outside.
 If identity is revealed...
 Thinking of Mrs. Gloria's attitude towards men, he must not be a simple character.
 He Huan doesn't want to be entangled with such a person at all, which means endless trouble.
 Now that he has achieved his goal, he can withdraw and leave.
 He Huan offered red lips, this time the other party did not hide, but ran over hard.
 He Huan let out a sigh of satisfaction, a little regretful that the time and place were wrong.
 The index finger gently touched the man's eyebrows, and silently recited the mantra.
 After receiving the comfort of the alha pheromone, he will no longer have the situation where his legs go weak when he sees the other party.
 He is in control of his body and mind as usual.
 …
 Xu Yihan, who was guarding the door, heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately went up to meet him: "Fei..."
 When he saw that it was He Huan, he couldn't help being stunned.
 At this time, He Huan was fully dressed, no different from when he met them before.
 "Mr. Fitz seems to be in a bad mood and says he wants to be alone inside."
 Xu Yihan looked into the room. Fitz was sitting on the sofa with his back to them, facing the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
 Xu Yihan asked He Huan: "So you are not..."
 He Huan smiled: "I'm not the oga Mr. Fitz is looking for."
 Gloria sharply saw He Huan's blushing eyes and slightly swollen lips, and always felt that his expression at this time was very much like being satisfied after being loved.
 She asked meaningfully: "You guys have been chatting for a long time, I thought you were the oga he was looking for."
 He Huan met her lavender eyes and sighed regretfully: "Mr. Fitz is a bit lost, I comforted him."
 His brows and eyes were curved, and he bit the word "comfort" a little hard.
 The author has something to say: Gong: I didn’t feel comforted, the role I played today is Mori Kogoro Fitz.
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 He Huan transmigrated into an omega who had been divorced seven times. 
 He Huan: Someone got divorced because of lack of body fragrance? 
 As an acacia tree spirit, I have all the pheromones you want.
 Then, all the Alphas who repented of the marriage before all knelt down and begged for reunion. 
 A certain chaebol: “Honey, give me one more chance, and I can get rid of all my lovers.” 
 A certain nobleman: “As long as you marry me, you can share my title, are you tempted?” 
 A certain general: “Which planet do you like, I will take it down for you.” 
 … 
 He Huan was so annoyed by being stalked that he randomly pulled a man on the street as a shield. 
 “New fiancé, let’s find out.” 
 Everyone knelt: “Your Majesty, Your Highness the Prince…” 
 He Huan: … 
 It seems that you have offended a big shot, why don’t you call off the engagement again?
 PS: 
 1, 1vs1, HE 
 2. Sand glyphs, there is no logic, don’t use your brain, if you are serious, you will lose. 
 3. There are many private settings, don’t care about these details, just to make the crispy duck more delicious.
 Content tags: childbirth wealthy family sweet article cool article 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: He Huan, Fitz ┃ Supporting role: Team Rocket traveling through the galaxy ┃ Others: Team Rocket traveling through the galaxy
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 Shen Qingxian is the Honored Lord Lianhua, only lacking ascending to the heavens.
 Gu Jianshen is the Demonic Emperor Jiuyuan, only lacking destroying the three worlds.
 Everyone believed that a meeting between Shen Qingxian and Gu Jianshen must result in a war spanning the three worlds, the two of them dueling to the death.
 Until Shen Qingxian went through a hundred years of closed-door cultivation, and spied upon heaven’s mysteries.
 Words of heaven’s mysteries: For ten thousand years, no one in the cultivation world has ascended to the heavens. This is because the Heavenly Staircase has long since collapsed. The only way to set this right is to follow the directions of this jade scroll.
 Jade Scroll Writing: First, meet with Gu Jianshen. Second, drink and get drunk together with Gu Jianshen……. Thirteenth, pass a ‘spring night’ together with Gu Jianshen…….
 Shen Qingxian: “……”
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 Ye Jin once traveled to the interstellar era, and became an orphan on a barren star. The weatherproof house is almost out of whack. Ye Jin had no choice but to go back to his old business and become a food anchor, hoping to solve his urgent needs.
 Ye Jin on the first day of the live broadcast: Today, I will live broadcast to make Chinese delicacies, fish porridge and braised fish cubes. The method is very simple and the braised fish with rice is a must.
 Netizen 1: Anchor, you can’t do this, I have no appetite when I look at it. Isn’t this a scam?
 Netizen 2: Chinese food? I’ve never heard of it before, who still eats this kind of nutritious and unpalatable food now!
 Netizen 3: This meaty smell is so bad and not delicious. Besides, now everyone drinks nutritional supplements, and no one will eat this kind of thing.
 After Ye Jin really made the dish, netizens were so fragrant that they scrambled to buy it, and even spent a lot of money in the live broadcast room just to get a taste of the delicious food.
 Since then, the craze for food making has swept the entire interstellar space, and Ye Jin’s food live broadcast room has become the spiritual heaven of the people of the empire.
 Then one day, many netizens discovered that there were more people in Ye Jin’s family.
 All netizens: No way! Whoever dog man took away the anchor is unforgivable!
 Fu Chen, a dog man who is an admiral of the empire: …
 Netizens who know the truth: QAQ Is there any help for those who scold the admiral?
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 Wu! Eat your dreams!
 Shao Lingheng is the most perfect dish for Du Yan.
 Here is the perfect recipe for cooking nightmares, also known as “How to be a qualified villain boss.”
 Male lead: I will follow your thoughts and take away your power, just to keep you with me.
 Male lead: You hate this dynasty, then as you wish, I will ruin it for you.
 Male lead: If I can always haunt you after becoming a ghost, then I am willing.
 ***
 It’s so much trouble to fill one’s stomach!
 As the only bloodline left by the Beast Boqi in a low-level energy plane, Du Yan, after awakening, fell into the tragic situation of not having enough to eat every day. Until he met Shao Lingheng, the movie emperor who was too deep into his roles and was troubled by nightmares every night.
 But you never know, the things happened were unexpected.
 Shao Lingheng: That man is the cinnabar mole in my heart, white moonlight in the sky. He has paid a lot for me.
 Du Yan: Wait, are we not on the same channel?
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 “We campaigned for a century, prevailing against all obstacles. The sole exception being the Marshal, who could not be defeated…… the military fame of the Marshal endures, yet the Alliance has been utterly crushed. From this day forth, all the glory belongs to the Marshal, himself.”
 As the Alliance government that stood for a thousand years crumbled, the Galactic Empire rose into power. The supreme military leader of the Alliance, Gavin Silla, refused to surrender and chose to fight to the death for his nation.
 “Your Majesty, in the Age of Old Earth, mint blossoms were believed to be an omen for reunion. In the language of flowers, it means—
 —hoping to see you once more.”
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 Suddenly, the unmarried twenty-year-old Ye Zhizhou had many more relatives, yet it was too late for him to clearly understand the circumstances as he nearly died in a car accident. After that, he somehow managed to survive and was even forcibly bound to a Salvation System.
 How is it salvation?
 Harems destroy worlds! Preventing a harem will save them!
 . . . .
 Ok, prevent harems. After seeing the entire system introduction, the corners of Ye Zhizhou’s mouth twitched. In order to return home safely, he decisively began his risky journey—he’d just treat it as if he was playing a large-scale strategy game.
 Since then, the people the protagonist would rescue, he rescued first.The businesses the protagonist would make, he made first. The little brother the protagonist would take in, he took in first. The cliff the protagonist would jump off of, he jumped off of first. The gay s*x the protagonist would have, he’d have. . . . Wait wait, can’t do this one, change it, let me change it.
 ???: No, you can do this one.
 Ye Zhizhou (alarmed): Who’s speaking?
 ???: Your husband.
 Ye Zhizhou: . . . .
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 Ge Xiu is a nefarious star criminal. After being arrested, according to the Interstellar Supreme Law, he will face two choices: either serve a sentence of 1156 years in black prison or enter countless virtual worlds and become a miserable person who is tortured and abused all his life. How much he suffers is how much his sentence can be reduced. Ge Xiu chose the second one without hesitation.
 So… The trial surveillance system stared dumbfounded at the Former•Interstellar Most•Wanted•Criminal•Currently•Weak•Poor Ge Xiu in the virtual world, punching the empire, kicking the Federation, overthrowing oppression and building a new world. Then he turned his head to the camera and cried: “I’ve had a miserable life, really.”
 “…” The surveillance system that was about to explode of anger: “Like hell I’d believe you!”
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 Gu Mozhi is a demon who snuck into the human world and indulged in eating, drinking and playing.
 He found out that compared with purgatory where birds don’t lay eggs, the world was simply paradise.
 Until one day, he accidentally entered an escape game……
 Gu Mozhi: The ghosts here are really delicious.
 Ghosts: !!!
 Players: ???
 On that day, the ghosts remembered the fear of being coveted by Gu Mozhi as delicious food and the players…… were still trying to reform their three worldviews. _(:3」∠)_
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 Song Xuanhe transmigrated into a book called “The President’s Seven Boyfriends”. He became the President’s cannon fodder ex-boyfriend, Song Xuanhe.
 The Song Xuanhe in the book: 180 cm tall, so attractive he would trump over even the hottest celebrities, three generations of family in business–a very appropriate rich third generation.
 It wasn’t a loss to transmigrate into this kind of person. It was just that this was a rebirth story.
 The Song Xuanhe in the book abused the male lead 800 times and had even indirectly caused the male lead’s death. Faced with the reborn blackened male lead, his fate was obvious–not only did he reach rock bottom, he even died without an intact corpse.
 Right now, he had become the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend that was foreordained to die without an intact corpse.
 ——
 System: Don’t you think that the male lead has been a bit strange recently? It’s like he’s plotting something in the dark.
 Song Xuanhe: Plotting how to kill me?
 System: No, plotting how to eat you.
 ——
 Song Xuanhe, who was lying on the bed with an aching waist, pained back and legs suffering from cramps, cursed the System 800 times–what happened to the male lead being a shou?!
 Emphasis: Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Moreover, the tycoon has always been a gong! Spoilers only up to here!
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 Xie Xi was someone with luck off the charts! The advantage was that any game could be easily cleared. The disadvantage was that all games were boring! Then one day, the words ‘Game loading’ appeared in front of his eyes and he began to clear real games!
 The emperor of luck ran into a bottleneck in the first game.
 Game Name: Love to the Left or Right
 The vampire prince has invited you to a meal. Will you go?
 Xie Xi: I won’t go.
 Arrow through the heart. The vampire prince says you can’t leave him and takes your life.
 After loading the file, Xie Xi changed the option: I will go.
 The housekeeper has cut off your head because of love and hatred.
 Xie Xi: ???
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 Six months ago, tens of thousands of black phantom towers appeared all over the world, floating above the cities. Chemists, physicists, religious people… all of them could do nothing.
 Six months later, people became used to the towers and no longer paid them attention.
 One day, Tang Mo saw a flying insect crash into it instead of going through it. The next day, a sharp and clear child-like voice issued an announcement to all humans.
 “Ding dong! November 15th, 2017. The earth is online.”
 The black tower’s three iron-clad rules:
 1. Everything is explained by the black tower.
 2. 6 o’clock to 18 o’clock is the game time.
 3. All players, please strive to attack the tower.
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 Tens of thousands of demons in this world roam; half call the city of Zhaoye home. As for the other half, they’ve all died in the Canglang Northern Territory controlled by the Tianxiu Immortal Xiao Fuxuan. 
 Only one demon has been imprisoned for twenty-five years and still lives—the lord of Zhaoye City, Wu Xingxue.
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 To the end of the world.
 Through a telescope, the words on the billboard could clearly be seen, even though the colors had come off quite a bit and they were upside down.
 Let Main City’s sunlight awaken you every morning.
 It was a real estate advertisement.
 From the first time Lian Chuan passed through here, the billboard had already existed in this position for who knows how long, like it was proving that sunlight awakening you every morning was just a dreamland in the middle of collapsing.
 Main City had long since not had enough space and supplies to accommodate more people.
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