MTL - The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era - v2 Chapter 2023 sleep with you

Chi Le had a dream. In the dream, he was sleeping with his deadly rival. He smelled of Alpha all over his body, and there was a wedding photo hanging on the wall.

After waking up, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and had to accept the fact that he and his rival would get married in the future.

He is ready to differentiate into an Alpha, and delivers milk and warmth to Sheng Zhuo every day, hoping to turn him into a fair-skinned and beautiful Xiaojiao.

It was later discovered that… Sheng Zhuo was the Alpha.

Knowing the truth, Chi Le almost burst into tears, “If I say that I treat you well because I want to be a double-A big brother with you, would you believe me?”

During Sheng Zhuo’s susceptible period, he always stared at the back of Chi Le’s neck with fiery eyes.

Chi Le sighed, “It’s useless for you to stare at me, I’m destined to be an Alpha, the two of us can only get double A’s at most.”

Sheng Zhuo pulled him back into his arms and hugged him tightly, “I don’t care.”
Chi Le: “…” Men in the susceptible period are really cruel, even Alphas are not spared!

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Chi Le thought that he would differentiate into an Alpha, so he made full theoretical preparations for marking Sheng Zhuo in advance.

Later, he differentiated into Omage, and Sheng Zhuo kissed the back of his neck lightly, teasing him deliberately: “Teach me how to bite.”

Chi Le: “…” I won’t bite you!

Everyone always thought that Sheng Zhuo and Chi Le were deadly rivals who hated each other.

Until Chi Le was drunk, hugged Sheng Zhuo and shouted: “Wife!”

Everyone: “…” So you are such deadly enemies.

AO Cookies~Sheng Zhuo A X Chi Le O

#一个Omega thought he was an Alpha, and changed his ways to love his ‘wife’ all day long (bushi)#

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