the castration plan

They live in a spacious and bright flat in the city center, with luxurious green areas and European-style gardens in the building.

The high entrance hall with more than three floors gives the space a strong sense of luxury and luxury.The Spanish Modern-style master suite is exceptionally well-appointed with two bathrooms, opening onto a sitting area and wrap-around terrace.

Lu He turned the faucet to the far right, and without even testing the temperature, he raised the shower and rushed towards Bemuir.

"Lu He..." Bemuir opened his mouth to choke on the cold water in his nose, coughed violently, his eyes were bloodshot from the lens deformed by soaking water, "I'm not as dirty as you think."

When the jet of water washed over Bemuir's cochlea, he suppressed and screamed several times.

Lu He's eyes seemed to be looking at expired products on the shelf, and he finally put away his hands and said, "I will divorce you immediately after Grandpa recovers from illness. But before that, I hope you will maintain your loyalty to the marriage contract and your self-respect." .Inhibitors have become as common as cold medicine, and you need it."

The hidden stickers of stamina were also washed off, and Bemuir quickly released high-grade and high-purity Omega pheromones, which immediately filled the whole bathroom with a misty peach color.

Lu He, one of the few top Alphas, has such a strong desire to dominate and conquer.But in the face of the sweet and delicious Bemuir, who is close in front of his eyes, he is cold and silent, like a god who can only be seen from a distance.

"What about before the divorce?" Bemuir's gland unscrupulously released a warm invitation, his wet and hot body gently pressed against Lu He's back, his soft fingers slowly circled and scratched his heart, He looks like a drunk, and said in a very sinking voice, "Is it really not tempting at all?"

"If Mr. Lu likes it, I can look like my sister."

These words completely ignited Lu He's anger and the overwhelming pain in his heart.

Bemuir's sister, Chao Mengsi, is a ballet dancer with as elegant posture as her soul. She is so elegant, intellectual, chaste and innocent, and as gentle as the morning mist in the southern water town. It is very barren and laborious to describe it with all the beautiful words Lu He knows. of.

For Lawyer Lu, who has been from a family of high-ranking officials for many generations, a dignified girl who doesn't need to be beautiful is the best choice that can never go wrong.

Although Chao Mengsi is a Beta, she is completely different from her illiterate and shameless younger brother in terms of wisdom and morality.

Lu He chuckled shortly, thinking that this genetic mutation was extremely ridiculous. Even if Bemuir had the slightest similarity, he would not allow himself to take violent actions no matter in terms of cultivation or emotion. manner.

"When sister was leaving, didn't Mr. Lu take good care of me? Where did the care go?" Bemuir leaned against him, perhaps feeling a little bit bitter in his heart, and said in a sour tone, "Mr. Lu is fierce to me every day, You should hate me, you hate me so much."

In court defense, lawyers with insufficient skills dare not even look at Lu He.

And Baymuir stared straight at him, very bold, but his eyes were so wronged and harmless, and he would not let the other party have too much imagination.

"Sorry, I'm not thoughtful, and I don't want to." Lu He remembered his promise, and tried his best to speak calmly, "You know, grandpa has Alzheimer's, he can't tell your siblings apart, see It was his last wish that we got married. You agreed at the time, which may have improved his condition. But please don’t visit grandpa anymore, because if you reinforce his wrong impression, the scene will only get worse The harder it is to act, the worse it is for you and me."

In response to Chao Mengsi's entrustment, Lu He hoped to make Bemuir more or less like a man, but this naughty younger brother was full of mistakes, so many mistakes that he didn't know where to point them out.

"I hope you can find a regular partner. You are an Omega, and you always hang out in Alpha's circle. The more popular you are, the less safe you are." Lu He frowned and said, "Baimuer, let's grow up." , don’t be like a child, being pursued by many Alphas is not something to be proud of or to show off, it’s just your vanity at work, and desire shouldn’t be the number one priority in your life, don’t be so ignorant. "

"What is Alzheimer's?" Baymuir interrupted him, knees slightly bent, sitting on the bathing platform, cunning in bright and beautiful eyes, but was quickly covered up by innocence, "Grandpa got it Dementia?"

Baymuir was so childish that nothing could affect his good mood, and losing his patience in a split second, he slapped out of the bathroom, shoeless, cheerfully offering a bunch of custom-made extravagances. Pin said: "Mr. Lu, can you buy me the next season's new product? I don't have money, but I really like it."

Facing his ignorant and extremely vulgar image, Lu He's sense of responsibility, which he had managed to gather with great difficulty, disappeared in an instant.Shit hates iron but not steel, this is mud that cannot support the wall.

A few stray cats picked up by Baymuir froze in the center of the living room, like a pictorial.Small animals dare not easily cross the Chuhe-Han boundary between human beings.

Baymuir felt a caterpillar throbbing in his brain, mosquitoes began to sound in his head, and he was completely deaf in one ear.

He drove to an old community outside the second ring road. When Dr. Wang opened the door, pus had already started to flow from his ears.

"Babe?" Wang Cheng was a thick-cut Beta, surprised and happy, his wife also came out to greet him, wiped her hands on the oily apron several times, and quickly brought out a cup of hot tea.

"Oh, please, brother, hurry up, my hearing aid fell into it." Bemuir let out a hissing sound, and said straight to the point.

He endured such piercing pain, and he didn't forget to buy some homely gifts before visiting.

After a while of thrilling, the micro instrument the size of a grain of rice was finally pulled out.

"Your hearing aids have already been shipped from the factory the year before last. They are too old and can't hold your ears. You really should replace them with new ones." Wang Cheng suggested, "Or replace them with normal-sized instruments, and the effect will be the same. It's better, Beibei, take it seriously, this is no joke!"

Baymuir drank the cloudy oriole-colored tea in one gulp, and answered two questions at once: "No money, too ugly."

"This silly child." His wife Xu Nian sighed, she is a round middle-aged woman, her nose and eyes are relatively small, her facial features are not strong, she is very friendly, "Don't keep thinking about other people's homes, save more money for yourself How can you not be able to afford it? How much money is lacking, we will make some for you.”

The long-armed and long-legged Bemuir nestled on the narrow sofa, perfunctorily saying not to buy it right away, and then began to cry for hunger with a high and low sound.

Bemuir's real eating behavior is definitely not pleasing to the eye, and it can even be said to be scrambling. He swept away the scrambled eggs with leeks and boiled broccoli, and the ribs were eaten very clean.

Xu Nian kept adding meat to his bowl, and Bemuir touched his stomach with a smile and said, "That's enough, I eat much better, sister-in-law is really good at cooking!"

The ordinary little couple began to sigh together, and they both knew where Baymuir could taste salt.

Because his eyesight, hearing, and sense of taste are all completely lost, and he relies on artificial devices to support him, he can be regarded as half a humanoid.

An hour and a half later, the training room.

When the mixed martial arts coach asked him when he had dinner, Bemuir didn't change his face, and told him that six hours ago, his stomach was empty, and he could start practicing long ago.

He has a tall and straight figure like a poplar tree, which contains huge and tough strength. His style of play is very agile, his attack speed is extremely fast, and he also incorporates the sense of oppression of European kick boxing and the fierceness of Muay Thai. He is a little wild leopard full of explosive power. like that.

"Mr. Chao, you really have a competitive temperament. If you are willing to enter the MMA competition, I promise you with my championship qualifications, you will get a gold belt." Wilson wiped his mouth and made an American joke, "But , I mean the Omega group!"

Baymuir's eyes froze instantly, an uppercut punched like lightning, and Wilson's cheekbones instantly swelled up.

A lover called for a night chat and asked him why he was panting slightly. Bemuir told them that they were willing to listen. He said that he had just finished a flower arrangement class and was doing flow yoga. The other party smiled happily and said that your body must be soft. Great, sweetheart.

Baymuir is not a hunter who knows everything at a glance and is insipid. He is a Tai Chi master at the tenth level. He always says that he is very busy, implying that this kind of love is especially precious and a great gift.

These powerful men are used to seeing big winds and waves, and they are no longer white flowers, so it's not that they don't know that he is bad, and he is bad, but they want to jump down even knowing that it is a pit.They all had the lucky idea that they might be able to conquer this Omega, but after a frantic bombardment of hospitality, they were suddenly shocked to find out that the sunk cost was too high, and they couldn't afford it at all, and the mentality of admitting it was completely hopeless.

Sure enough, a few minutes after hanging up the phone, the other party became impatient: "Every time I call you baby, you don't answer. I can't sleep because of you."

"How deceiving." Bemuir smiled softly, as shy as if someone he liked had his nose scratched, wonderful colors of light and dark intertwined in his eyes, Rosemary Dew's voice was really intoxicating, "really You miss me, why don't you come?"

That's the arrogant and indulgent tone of the doting daughter holding the pearl: "I'll give you 5 minutes, if you don't come, never come again."