The God of Sky & Earth - Chapter 12: I Promised to Give You a Chance

Chu Suiyun, who had been rated as the “No. 1 Ideal Alpha of the Academy” for three consecutive years, is a little bro-con. His younger brother is obedient and well-behaved, a cute little Omega.

But recently, he found out with a heartache that his younger brother was in love, and what broke him even more was that his younger brother was in love with a scumbag named Qin Miao.

In order to save his younger brother, Chu Suiyun decided to interfere and break up the two of them.

The quickest way was to let his younger brother realize Qin Miao’s true face.

Good brother Chu Suiyun decided to sacrifice himself, seduce him by pretending to be an Omega, and uncover the deceit and tr*sh under Qin Miao’s golden outer appearance.

His younger brother was on a date with Qin Miao at a restaurant. Chu Suiyun sprayed Omega-scented perfume, pretended to be dizzy while his younger brother was not there, and fell into Qin Miao’s arms.

Chu Suiyun: Ah, sorry, I feel dizzy.

Qin Miao smiled: I will take you to a room to rest.

Qin Miao was hooked, but he still hadn’t separated from his younger brother. Chu Suiyun was angry and confronted him——

Chu Suiyun: Why don’t you break up, do you think my skills are not good? Scumbag!

Qin Miao smiled with great interest: I have never seen an Omega like you.

Chu Suiyun unleashed his trump card.

He acted delicate and wept: QAQ, you have to break up, be responsible to me, you bit my neck.

Qin Miao: Then let’s get married.

Chu Suiyun: …?

Not giving birth to a baby, not changing into an Omega, it’s a strong fierce Alpha!

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“You mean that Prince Yu wants to marry me?”

From the age of 7, Qiao Qiao realised that her family wasn’t quite the same as her friends’ families.

Her father, dressed in all white, said, “Our girl should learn to cultivate immortality with me!”

Her mother, dressed in battle armor, said, “Our girl should train her body to protect herself!”

When discussing it, they decided to solve it with a duel outside.

Her brother secretly asked, “Qiao Qiao, do you want to be in the entertainment industry with me?”

Then, her brother was kicked out of the house by her parents. She prayed that he was okay out there. 

Qiao Qiao sighed. She was really worried about this family.

She silently collected mech building materials. There was no other way, if she learned how to use mechs, she would be able to get a good job. Unfortunately, her unreliable parents didn’t understand.

It seems like the burden of supporting this family was handed over to her.

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Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”