(The title of the novel was no longer used and changed...)
[Calm, cool and beautiful adoptive father Shou × Pretending to be a little white rabbit in the early stage and hot-faced and coquettish in the later stage, the adopted son with a strong sense of service]
Feng Zhao, an S-class Alpha, is the youngest general in the empire. He has great military exploits, is cold and ascetic, and has always been at the top of the list of alphas that the empire's Omega most wants to marry.
He has an adopted son, and everyone praises him: the child trained by the general will be as good as the general in the future.
No one knows that Feng Xunran's dream has never been to achieve success.
He prayed day and night that he could differentiate into an Omega, just so that he could legitimately become Feng Zhao's partner and give birth to a child belonging to their bloodline.
But at the age of eighteen, he differentiated into an S-class Alpha.
At the same time, he saw Feng Zhao getting closer to an Omega with a matching score of 93%.
That night, he crushed the inhibitor and pushed open Feng Zhao's door.
The S-class Alpha pheromones almost blew the roof off.
He licked his canines and moved closer.
"It's such a pity that I couldn't become an Omega."
"But it doesn't matter. You will always be mine anyway."
After that, there was an entanglement that lasted for several years.
Feng Xunran personally pulled Feng Zhao down from the altar.
Study, bedroom, every corner...
If you can't mark it, you will occupy it like crazy, occupying it day and night.
Until one day, Feng Zhao was leaning on the bedside, with only tiredness in his eyes: "Xunran, what do you want?"
Feng Xunran's breath was hot and his eyes were gloomy: "What do I want?"
I want you to see only me in your eyes.
It's okay if you don't love me, it's okay if you hate me.
He kissed Feng Zhao's trembling earlobe devoutly.
As long as your emotions rise and fall only for me.
Small theater:
On the bed, Feng Xunran bit Feng Zhao's glands with fierce movements: "If you liked my biological father... You would also like me, right? After all, I am so like him."
Feng Zhao's eyes were red and he couldn't say a complete sentence.
The young man smiled wickedly, turned him over, and put his hand on his flat belly: "Don't talk? It doesn't matter."
"When there is my blood here,... You will never be able to leave me behind again."
Food guide + demining: 1. Not related by blood, not in the same household register, hacking the brain circuit to abstractly prepare to have sex for love and then turned black (?), Strong sense of service, the text does not have children.
2. The plot is written wherever the dream comes to mind.
3. Double cleansing.
4. Have a deputy cp.
-Write this next book "The Disliked Countryside Wife"
[The second-generation rich man is attacked by his verbal dissatisfaction with his body integrity × The country girl is beautiful, stubborn, natural and stupid, and the beauty is subject to it]
My name is Shen He'an. I was feeding pigs well in the countryside, but suddenly I was taken to the city.
The reason is that the old man from the richest family thinks that I have a tough life and can control his grandson who is destined to be evil.
On our wedding night, my cheap husband looked at me sideways and said, "Are you that country bumpkin?"
I didn't understand, so I asked humbly: "What kind of bun is country bun? Is it delicious?"
Why is his face turning green?
He also set rules for me. He thought I was embarrassed and asked me to throw away all the clothes I brought from the village.
Don't throw them away, they are made of good cotton and can be worn warmly.
He also talked about "divorce as soon as the old man kicks his legs" every day, making the old man so angry that he chased him all over the villa on crutches.
The old man's legs and feet are so good.
I also discovered something wrong with him.
I was growing vegetables in the field, and he peeked through the window. As soon as I turned around, he immediately raised the book and pretended to read, but he held the book upside down.
Several times.
Then we accidentally spent one night as a real couple.
When I woke up the next morning, I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed staring at me in a daze.
The ears are quite red.
From then on he peeked at me more often.
However, if you want to see it, why can't you do it openly?
City people are so strange.
The text is in third person.
Motto: Love can overcome all difficulties
