Bad Omega Therapist [Interstellar]

Yu Wenshu, the military and political genius who attracted the attention of the whole world, fell into the lowest form of Omega on the day of separation. He was assigned to the therapy department, and his duty was to use his body to 'soothe' the out-of-control Alpha. Everyone is waiting to see how the former high mountain flower will fall. Treatment object 1: New general Yu Wenshu was pressed beside the treatment bed, her shirt slipping off. The admiral put one knee between his legs, rubbed the glands on the back of his neck with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, this is just... A routine comfort." Yu Wenshu lowered his eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Yes, sir." No one saw a trace of gluttony flashing under his eyelashes. Treatment target 2: direct junior students After the counseling was over, the junior hugged Yu Wenshu tightly, buried his face in his neck and choked up an apology: "Senior... I soiled you." Yu Wenshu patted his back gently, but silently counted in his heart: This is the third time, why do you cry every time you receive treatment? Treatment object 3: Marshal stepbrother The man took off the sword that represented the highest authority, and raised his chin with cold gloved fingertips: "I have wanted to mark you for a long time, my dear... Brother, brother." Yu Wenshu was forced to raise his head, his eyes filled with water. Just like the joy of getting his long-cherished wish that grew crazily deep in his heart. … All Alphas think that they are defiling, blaspheming, and humiliating the noble gods. Only Yu Wenshu knows clearly—— Every time he was enveloped by violent pheromones and scorching body heat, those secret habits that had been disciplined and suppressed since childhood were finally released. He was crazy happy. Later, an interstellar war broke out, and the enemy's strongest leader led his troops to capture the treatment department. When all the Alphas rushed over anxiously, what they saw was—— Yu Wenshu casually sat astride the enemy leader's waist, wiping the blood on her lips with her fingertips, and raised her eyes to look at the approaching crowd, with undisguised hunger and excitement in her eyes. "Not enough, whose turn is next?" He asked softly, as if the most forbidden temptation of the gods. Small Theater Later, the armistice treaty was signed. Yu Wensu sat comfortably at the front, and below him was a row of top Alphas who had been 'treated', including the leader of the enemy country. The stepbrother poured wine for him and asked softly: "I have enjoyed so many Alphas, who do you think is the best?" 2025/10/09 Motto: Maintain hope even in desperate situations