the castration plan

Bemuir has rich experience in dealing with this kind of "breakup". He first put all the responsibility on the cold violence caused by the exhaustion of novelty, saying that he needs to loosen his ties and take a breath. The short separation is for a higher quality of getting along. Blame me, and rise to the height of love or not, then you really have a problem, and you are pushing our relationship to a cliff.

His right to speak in love has never been consolidated by playing with his temper, so once he says this, his credibility is very high.

It should be noted that the adaptation curve of each love partner is different, and it is unpredictable whether the change will be rapid or uniform.

But Baymuir will always insist on avoiding, dodging, or using busyness as an excuse. No matter how much they sincerely give, they will never give any response. The Alphas who were abandoned in disarray.

This kind of mental abuse may destroy the self-confidence and personality of an ordinary person, doubting that he is worthless, but his celebrity boyfriends in the past, in fact, would not really die and mess around, making the world famous.

So he has always been decent and handsome, this so-called beauty is called daring to love and daring to hate, sober when it's time to wake up, and leave when it's time to leave.

But Jiang Weihe was different.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to come down and have dinner with me." Jiang Weihe lingered under the balcony on the second floor of Omega's small villa where he lived alone, and slammed his fist on the steering wheel several times, "Don't be ignorant of complimenting Chao Xilu."

"How much do you want?" Bemuir didn't seem to have a second appropriate reaction other than rolling his eyes at the phone, "I didn't pay enough for whoring or what?"

Omega only regards him as a male high school student who is immature in sex education and psychological development. He wears noise-canceling headphones to isolate himself from the world, and he doesn't care about crying.

Half an hour later, outside the gate, in the severe cold, Jiang Weihe's person and voice were numb: "Come out, I have something to tell you."

"Do you want to go to the motorcycle track championship?" Jiang Weihe knocked on the door twice quietly, swallowed hard, and tried to soften his voice as softly as possible, "There is also a delicious Hokkaido restaurant, don't you like pork meat bowl the most? I I'll order ten servings for you, and I won't tell you that you are fat when you eat."

Then there was the sound of two hard black card boards being smashed against the door: "Is it okay for you to swipe my card? Come out to have a meal with me and you will die, right? If you don't come out in ten seconds, you are finished. This is the bottom line!"

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"three two……"

"One o'clock nine, one o'clock eight, one o'clock seven... Zhao Xilu!"

"Chaoxilu." Jiang Weihe has always been easy and stable in the love scene, and it can be seen from this face that he is used to lying to his lover, but I don't know why he is so careless today, losing control of his throat, When the cold wind blew, seven capital letters came out of my throat, "I fucked you up!"

With a bang, the door opened.

Like a plate of walnuts, Bemuir played with two hawthorn snowballs in his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth. While chewing, he pressed the index finger of the hand holding the door frame to his cheek, and thought for a while. , looking at him with narrowed eyes, with a somewhat complacent leisure.

"Beibei..." Jiang Weihe showed a hearty and relaxed smile. He rarely smiled like this, but he seemed to have hot candle oil in his mouth, and he didn't know how to proceed for a long time.

Baymuir, with his muffs in his sleeves, grinningly spat out five or six hawthorn pits at him, which smelled like a thousand-foot date pit nail, and when they hit the opponent's face, they sounded like metal, which was extremely painful. up.

Jiang Weihe's smile froze on his lips, half of his body went limp with anger.

In the next second, the door slammed shut. Omega even felt that because their friendship wasn't deep enough, they didn't get to the point of arguing.

When Lu He came home from get off work, he just turned the doorknob and before he put his briefcase on the stool in the entrance, he was swooped down by Omega, wrapping around him like an octopus.

"Daddy'shome!" Obviously there was no way to stick it tighter, but it was just embedded in it. Bemuir was still coquettish and wanted to hug, "Huggiehuggiedaddy..."

Lu He couldn't even take off his leather shoes because of him, but hugging him and kissing him seemed to be the number one urgent matter in the world. The man whose life was originally like a model, had long since taken it for granted and accepted it with pleasure .

Baymuir is so lively and lively, compared with him, any young girl looks dull and clumsy. This face is a flawless work summed up by the primitive worship of big eyes and long eyelashes in the common aesthetics of mankind.

"You're really a cat, Xiaolu, you're so sweet." Lu He kissed his face, smiled and stretched out his hand to support his buttocks, curled his index finger into a circle, and slowly slid forward, hooking his little finger Live somewhere, scratched a bit, "I still like to wag my tail."

Baymuir couldn't stand being touched like this, and tilted his head, trying to put his cheek on his arm.

This posture was convenient for Lu He to face his ear, and said "Sweetheart" close to his ear. The chest resonance was as mellow as fine wine, and Omega could hear it from the soft neck to the limbs, like a big white fungus that had been soaked, It fell off the man's body loosely.

"Can't we just change here?" Bemuir saw Alpha going to the bathroom to take off his clothes and take a shower. He was very upset and beat the bed twice, "It's not that I haven't read it, you are so stingy."

Lu He laughed and walked over.

Baymuir raised his red face and watched him intently unbuttoning and taking off his shirt. The hot air of the fresh man's flesh with live ammunition came up, completely burning him out, and hastily put his head away. Swept back twice, not daring to look directly: "...Go and wash."

Lu He leaned over and kissed his face, and when he leaned forward, Omega flinched back, like a mimosa whose leaflets closed and the petioles drooped when the leaves were touched.The cat's face is round and pointed, and the slightest grievance makes it feel like shedding tears.

"Let's go together." Unable to bear his childish coquettishness, Lu He hugged Omega.

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A question that has puzzled me for a long time Zhaoxilu, do you pronounce zhao or chao...Orz I always say zhaozhao is much better than chao