quickly transmigration bl : cute devil

Arc 3. 11 : His singing voice

Respondents have brought their own mental and physical level.

[Physical a, mental strength a+, I can't, mixed poison is terrible. 】

[Physique b, mental strength s, I can't, after all, is a whole mental shock device...]

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The floor was very high, and Cauchy slowly swept it down from the beginning to the end. Finally, he also posted back: [Physique s, mental strength, I can't. 】

Cauchy leaned back on the seat and sighed. He was an omega, opening the first place for omega to enter the military school. His original intention is to break the social restrictions on omega, which really made him do it, but there is another ethos in the society. Only the good omega will be respected. The omega that can only enter the art academies is still not. People are waiting to see.

He is grateful for his achievements, while he feels that he is not right. In such a harmonious and civilized society, it is completely divided into three or six, etc. by the level of the body. Is this correct?

Should weak omega still be eliminated? What he wants is not like this...

The appearance of Chora broke this situation. He is weak enough and strong enough. His existence clearly tells people: no matter how bad my body level is, no matter what industry I am engaged in, you can't deny me. Strong, can't deny my character.

After pondering for a while, Chora ordered his brain: "To send a request to General Chris, I want to visit Mr. Chora."

The sun shines through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, spread out on the white bed, and the gentleness of the young man who rolls the temper on the bed.

"You roll! Don't touch me, how far is it!" Qingyun rolled on a soft big bed, a soft black hair scattered on both sides of the cheek.

Chris was helpless sitting on the edge of the bed, and he reached out to the bed to prevent the teenager from getting out of bed. Fortunately, the bed is soft enough to not hurt the teenager, otherwise Chris will not let Qingyun roll like this.

Qingyun rolled his face flushed. When he saw that the man was still unmoved, his heart was particularly uncomfortable. He pulled the long hair of Chris Platinum and stepped on his back with a heavy foot: "What do you want?" !"

Chris made him laugh and cry, and he was afraid of hurting Qingyun hard. He had to relax his body and gently pull his hair out of the boy's hand.

He bowed his head and kissed Qingyun with a blushing cheek because of anger: "Hey, we did it last night."

"But I want it now!" Qing Yun sat up and raised his chin toward Chris, and he did not hide his desire. To be honest, this man in the world suddenly becomes very serious and he is not too used to it. The two worlds have just stuck to him like a dog skin plaster, but now they are like a gentleman.

Chris's eyebrows flashed helplessly, his omega demanded, how could he not be tempted, just worried about the body of Qingyun.

"If you don't do me, I will go to someone else." Qingyun got closer, holding his chin and threatening.

Chris gloomy face in a moment, and he was stuck in his arms: "No!"

The sun was just right, the two fell slowly on the bed, and Chris tried to please Qingyun.

In a short while, the young boy who had previously shattered and rolled began to frown on Chris’s shoulder, and spit out a cold and ruthless words: “Okay, you can roll...”

Sure enough, it is like this.

Chris sighed with a sigh of relief, not in the estrus of the omega**, but also fast enough to make alpha satisfy...