Sugar Mama Got a Male Celebrity Pregnant [Female A Male O] [ChatGPT Translation]

Main text Chapter 32 Jinjiang exclusive release

Ji Ting is a native-born member of the Qunxi people, belonging to the next generation of loyal servants nurtured by the gods. In simple terms, he is a ant who can sacrifice his life at any time. Like other Qunxi people, they unconditionally trust their "uplook." He grabbed Xie Jun's struggling hand and viciously gave himself another cut! From the belly, horizontally split. The blood burst out, enough to discard most of the body's functions. . . Watching Xie Jun's increasingly obsessed eyes as he smelled the blood of his own kind, Ji Ting smiled, covering his body and stepping forward: "Please let me offer. . ." Completely controlled by the sweet blood in front of him, Xie Jun's pupils contracted. He stared tightly at the bloodstains flowing on his hands, which were hot, enticing. . . Flashes of fragments in his mind. . .

The ten-year-old boy stood in the crowd. Looking up, he could see the girl on the iron platform wearing an alpha muzzle.

The omega female who was pushed off the platform instantly tore into pieces.

But the next second.

All the alien races retreated three feet.

They abhorred the blood of outsiders, their bodies swaying back and forth. . . Those bright red liquids were sewage in the eyes of all the alien races, dirtier than the stench on their bodies. . .

The boy was dispersed by the crowd. . . pushing and shoving. . .

"Bang!" A sound.

Pushed out of the crowd.

He fell heavily into that pool of blood.

He looked up in panic and saw a hint of sadness in the plain eyes of the girl. She felt sorry for the torn omega female. The young man shivered alone in a pool of blood, not even having the strength to stand up. The deity that all the star people looked up to walked up to him and lifted his chin with a fingertip. His face was blank. . . "A very good offering, very fragrant. . ." Very fragrant. . . Back to reality. Xie Jun murmured, bending down, lowering his eyes slightly, and sticking out his tongue.

His hands were covered in bright red, delicate blood. . .

Ji Ting's face was full of anticipation as he stared at Xie Jun, waiting for him to swallow himself. . .

"Ah Jun!"

A cry of surprise!

Xie Jun snapped out of it, his eyes clearing a bit, the lightly raised peach blossom eyes slowly closing, blinking several times suddenly.

Startled, he took several steps back.

Looking at his hands covered in fresh blood. . .

Shaking his head: "I'm not. . . I'm not. . . I'm not!"

Weakly sitting on the carpet, he vigorously wiped his hands on the cashmere, trying to erase the traces.

"I'm Xiaojing!"

Wang Xiaojing pushed away the severely injured Ji Ting! A strong beta male was easily pushed down, gasping for breath. . .

In Ji Ting's eyes, there was regret, regret that he couldn't offer a sacrifice.

Due to excessive blood loss, his eyelids gradually drooped, and in the final moment. . .

The man standing not far away, that face. . .

Ji Ting's mind was struck by lightning, even trying to dilate his pupils, but eventually fainted due to weakness.

Song Feiyu glanced over with cold eyes, a fleeting moment.

His innocent face quickly showed fear, and he hurriedly approached Wang Xiaojing: "Xiaowang, should we send Xie Jun to the hospital? He. . . he's pregnant, and there's blood all over the floor. . ."