"It hurts." Bai Chunian wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged him tightly, and buried his head in Rimbaud's arms, "You are in pain, I want to kill them, I want to tear them apart one by one and tear them apart. The entrails were taken out, wrapped in corpses and hung from trees, all with the most fearful expression to die."

Rimbaud lowered his head and stroked Bai Chunian, who had become hysterical, and quietly released a burst of white thorn roses to soothe the pheromone, gently suppressing the alpha, who was already on the verge of losing control.

He gradually lost his senses, but when he regained his senses, he found that the hair under his palm became soft and fluffy, and Bai Chunian's short hair turned white again and grew longer.

"I feel very restrained." Bai Chunian tried his best to endure it, bit his lip, and clasped his fingertips on the inside of the collar to give himself a little room to breathe, "Lan Bo."

"Relax, nothing will happen." Rimbaud manipulated the Dead Sea Heart Rock collar to slowly loosen the buckle, "With me here, it won't get out of control."

"Rimbo... don't loosen the collar, go to another room, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

"No, it won't hurt."

"There's a spare suppressor in the drawer...put it on for me...quick..."

"You don't need it. Suppressors are just shackles invented by humans. It's an insulting tool. Don't rely on it, rely on me."

"Hmm." The white lion on Bai Chunian's body became more and more distinctive, from ears to animal claws. Under Rimbaud's comfort and guidance, the clothes fell off, the exposed arms were covered with a layer of white fluff, and the eyes became larger and rounder. , filled with rippling sapphire blue, breathtaking.

The muscles of the swollen limbs swelled, and the snow-white hair covered his whole body, until his high neck bone touched the chandelier in the ceiling.

He was completely beastly.

It became a white and flawless giant beast, a white lion, with a collar on his neck, a ore fish bone on his ear, and a blue gleam in his pupils.

The room was only so big that the white lion had to sit low on the ground, his tail tucked between his two front paws.

In front of the giant beast, the mermaid's size seemed so small, but Rimbaud was not panicked. He sat calmly on the edge of the fish tank, raised his hand slightly, stroked the white lion's cheek, and led him to his face, touching his forehead.

"Are you more comfortable? It's better to release and relax properly than to suppress and endure all the time. Just sleep like this for one night, and tomorrow will be safe and sound."

The white lion obediently lowered his head and let him caress, made a snoring sound, put away his sharp toenails, and gently placed his claws on the mermaid's tail. The unrubbed pink flesh pads were soft and smooth.

The white lion put his head into Rimbaud's arms, rubbed and sniffed pitifully on his belly, stretched out a bit of his tongue, and licked his scales.

"If you had gone back with me, you wouldn't need to be so repressed now. This is a real full-mimicry. People are keen to imitate creators, but ignorance makes them only create disasters." Rimbaud kissed the tip of the white lion's pink nose, "My child, you are unique because only God can make God."

The curtains in the bedroom were closed, the light was dim, and the mermaid tail emitted a faint blue light, reflecting him and the huge snow-colored beast in front of him.

That night, the white lion stayed beside the fish tank, curled up into a ball, rolled the fish tank in his arms, his eyes were half closed, and he was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep. Rimbaud was lying on his soft and holy hair, holding a transparent lira made of hydrated steel in his hands, plucking the water-colored strings with his slender fingers, and singing a quiet tune softly in a mermaid language.

"jeswei?nowa?jeswei. (The savior does not save the world)"

"youyi?grbo?bigi?ye. (punishment comes to the world)"

The mermaid lowered her pale gold eyelashes, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Chapter 161

the next day.

Alpha walks the hallways of the Union Building in a hoodie and jeans, a hood and sunglasses. Colleagues passing by looked at him one after another, but didn't recognize who it was for a while, but with the sophistication of the security inspection system in the Alliance Building, strangers without permission would not be easily put in, so no one stopped him halfway.

Passing by the bathroom, the passenger pigeon in the laboratory was washing his hands after having breakfast. After squeezing out the hand sanitizer, he turned on the tap and started scrubbing. Suddenly the tap switch was pressed, and the passenger pigeon frowned and raised his head. alpha. Alpha lowered his head and smiled at him, with a few strands of snow-white hair and a pair of clear dark blue eyes showing between the hood and the sunglasses.

"Chu, Brother Chu??" Passenger pigeon exclaimed in surprise.

Someone knocked on the door outside the president's office and walked in, Yan Yi's eyes shifted from the computer screen to Bai Chunian.

"You're here." Yan Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Bai Chunian stood in front of the desk, took off his hood and sunglasses, and saw Lu Shangjin sitting on the single-seat sofa on the right, staring at him.

"Come and see the president, Uncle Jin." Bai Chunian greeted him.

"I've been here since last night. You, the president, don't sleep, I'll stay with him." Lu Shangjin slammed the teacup in his hand on the table, "I'll take a look at you."

Bai Chunian's ears turned red: "Look at me, there are no shortage of arms and legs, and they are jumping around."

"Let's not talk about that, what's the matter with your hair." As soon as he entered the door, Lu Shangjin saw his dazzling white hair. "Also, what's on the neck? A collar? I didn't scold you, I also think it's the trend of young people with tattoos on my waist and arms. Is this true now? Are you kidding me more and more as you play. Or are you being bullied? Tell me the truth."

Although Lu Shangjin didn't care about him falling in love with a mermaid at first, but every day he came back with such a big mark on his neck, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be bullied. After all, that mermaid is really not a good thing. With a condescending attitude and a mad talk, it was easy to bully a well-behaved and obedient little lion who had never been in a relationship. Thinking of some of his friends who were playing in the alphabet circle, the nails and rings tinkled, and Lu Shangjin's eyes went black.

Bai Chunian frowned and smiled: "No, because Lanbo..."

Lu Shangjin calmed down: "Forget it. Go to my place as soon as possible to help, this agent can't be."