You Are Good at Pretending to Be B

When lovers meet again, they either renew their relationship or enemies become extremely jealous when they meet. But who should he not mess with? He has to choose C for this question! After two years of separation, Xiao Leng, a former friend and brother who grew up wearing a pair of pants, came back without saying a word. Looking at Xiao Lengkuai's height of 1.9 Meters and his unusually handsome face, he asked uncertainly: "Really a Beta?" Why didn't he feel like it? Xiao Leng gave a strong smile and said, "Well..." "It's a pity, it's a pity," he patted his good brother's shoulder in a comforting manner. If this was an Alpha, how many men and women would be their dream man? "Although you, Brother Mo, have transformed into a 0mega, I can't protect you. I will still protect you from now on!" "Thank you Brother Le, you are so kind." Xiao Leng's eyes suddenly turned red. Damn, more than ten years of friendship here, even if Xiao Leng is now taller, stronger, and slightly more handsome than him, even if he is now a weaker Omega in the eyes of the public, isn't this person crying and calling him brother just like he was when he was a child? The Xiao family was still abroad, so Xiao Leng obtained the Mo family's long-term temporary residence. Facts tell Mojie a truth: as long as a person is good enough, no matter what gender he or she is, it does not prevent him from being admired by the public. His good brother Xiao Leng belongs to this kind of person. "Brother Le, the exam is so difficult that I can't do it." "It's okay. This exam is really difficult, and I don't know a lot about it." The score column is 0001 Xiao Leng, 0013 Don't mess with it. "Brother Le, what should I do if I can't run the 2000 meters? I just He looks strong, but his health is not very good. " "It's okay, just do your best." Xiao Leng, a classmate from Class 8, Grade 2, placed first in the men's 2000 meters, breaking the school record. "Brother Ze, I can't fight, what should I do if I get bullied?" "It's okay. If you can't beat me, just run. If you can't run, just shake me." Seven or eight unconscious people were lying in the alley. Xiao Leng threw away the bloody iron rod in his hand, walked towards him step by step, and shook his arm with a pitiful and innocent look on his face. The pheromones from the top Alpha in the air made his legs weak, and its owner blinked his tearful eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Le, can you help me?" Damn, I'll help you. "Xiao Leng, you are pretty good at pretending." Concept: Love between bamboo and horse, hot and cold, hard to describe