The gender is female and she pretends to be B [ABO] BOOK1

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"I know." He said before Xia Ke spoke, "I'm not spying on you. I'll tell you next time."

Xia Ke was blocked, and it took him a long time to find what he should say. Thinking that it was Zhao Nan, he felt confident: "Zhao Nan is just an Omega. I treat him as a sister. What do you mind? It's not like you don't know that I can't do it."

Only Xia Ke could say this carelessly.

Chu Xiangmo's expression softened a lot.

However, after a while, he seemed to have thought of something again, and Xia Ke couldn't help but take a cautious step back.

Xia Ke: "Your face looks a bit——"

Before she finished speaking, the man gently pressed her shoulders with both hands, and she couldn't move back or move forward for a while.

The handsome Alpha smiled slightly, as if with a hint of cunning, and his dark eyes were full of possessive light.

Before Xia Ke could react, his body was turned by the man.

He took her arm and put his other hand on her neck, stroking it slightly.

Because the fatal part was held in the man's hand, Xia Ke's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated. Before she could struggle, she saw the man in the mirror leaning down and pulling her arm, and her waist involuntarily lifted up.

A kiss fell on her waist, and there was a warm and soft touch on the exposed skin, making her whole body itch for a moment.

After sucking hard, the man raised his eyes.

Xia Ke saw that the man was a little proud and cunning, and his true nature was exposed.

His voice was so low that it seemed to reach the bottom of her heart.

"It's just a warning to someone outside the door." He smiled softly at Xia Ke, staring at her with flaming black eyes, "I won't hurt you this time."

Then the man nimbly dodged before Xia Ke made a move, waved his hand towards her, and then disappeared behind the door curtain.

Xia Ke caught up with him in two or three steps, his face flushed, whether from anger or embarrassment.

The person has completely disappeared, Xia Ke gritted his teeth.

The man sitting on the sofa outside the dressing room door raised his eyes and the tip of his nose moved imperceptibly.

It finally turned into a smile, but there was no smile at all in the affectionate peach blossom eyes, and there was a hint of displeasure.

Chapter 81

The season has entered deep winter, the weather is cold, and the starry night is sprinkled with feather-like white catkins falling into the world.