father

Flake looked at the young man in front of him in a daze.

The young man opposite had snow-like silver hair, which shone beautifully under the light. The silver hair was longer than his shoulders, and was tied up meticulously with a blue ribbon.The ice blue eyes and the silk ribbon complement each other, and under the long and narrow Danfeng's eyes, a little red mole looks especially charming.The owner of the red mole has a seductive face, but a cold look, distant and polite, indifferent and refusing, the breath of abstinence is vividly reflected in him, but it makes people want to destroy and conquer desire.

"tutor."

The young man seemed to have noticed that Freke had a burning gaze, and his cold voice was a little hoarse, which could arouse the inexplicable desire in the bottom of his heart even more.

"I have done."

Frake seemed to suddenly realize his gaffe, his face flushed red.Flake is actually quite good-looking, coupled with his prominent family background and his rich knowledge, he will always be the focus of dinners in the second district, which is why he was invited by Emerson to teach a student reason.I have seen countless people with high-end posture and appearance, but no one can make him feel as bewitched as he is now, or even lose his composure.Frake quickly took over the young man's homework to cover up his ugliness.The young man sat quietly on the side, his movements were correct and elegant, and his gaze was calmly and politely facing Freke.

Frake really wanted to ignore that gaze, it was clear that the gaze was cold and not mixed with any other meaning, but he began...to react.

That's a stunner.Flake growled in his heart.

"En... well, you did your homework this time... well."

That was a stunner, and he wanted to pin that stunner on the bed and fuck him hard, not sit here and teach him stupidly.

The young man put on a polite and decent smile, which was the result of other teachers' teaching.Frake didn't know why when he thought of this, he felt a surge of unwillingness and cruelty. Only he should be able to see and touch such a stunner!

"... After learning this, the tutor, the tutor has nothing to teach you..."

Frake didn't know how much effort he had to make so that his voice didn't appear a little strange.

"Thank you, mentor." The ice-eyed youth stood up gracefully, and gave a standard thank you to Freke: "I will carefully follow your teachings, and the time spent with my mentor has made me very happy."

It was obviously just a standard false social talk, but it exploded a critical point in Freke's mind.

Frake let out a low growl, and couldn't help but pounced on him, pressing the silver-haired, blue-eyed young man on the table, his desire resting on the young man's thigh.

"Baby, baby..."

"tutor?"

Even though he was suddenly attacked, the young man still looked extremely calm, his abstinent aura was in sharp contrast to that seductive face, but he seemed particularly harmonious.

A distorted smile appeared on Frake's face, his voice was trembling and unsteady: "Baby, let the instructor give you one last lesson, okay? The instructor promises that you will taste bliss—" before finishing Afraid to kiss those light-colored lips without waiting.

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Emerson stepped into the room, and the room was filled with an astringent chestnut smell, which was a strong sexual smell.The old man frowned, avoided the unconscious man lying on the ground in disgust, and shouted at the person leaning against the table: "I called a mentor, not a prostitute!"

"I've always regarded them as my mentors, but they always pounce on me more hungrily than whores." The man put one hand into his hair and combed it back, revealing his long and narrow red phoenix eyes. The silver hair scattered around the shoulders in a chaotic allure.The man looked at Emerson with hanging eyes, with indescribable ambiguity and temptation: "There is no reason not to eat the food delivered to your door. This is what my former mentor said."

"Three generations!" The old man roared warningly: "I know that the second area of ​​your brain (the area of ​​the brain that accepts sex hormones and is in charge of hormones) is damn excited, but you also restrain me! Don't tease around like a beast in heat and seduce others!"

The silver-haired and blue-eyed young man—Three Generations shrugged his shoulders, his eyebrows frowning, forming a resentful arc. Coupled with those red phoenix eyes and red moles, he exuded a fatal allure.

"I didn't. You should have said these things to them instead of me."

The icy blue eyes scanned the man who fell on the ground, and his eyes stopped at the hole where the white liquid flowed. Thinking of the man crying and exhilarating under his body just now, three generations He smiled, his icy blue eyes were filled with indifference.

"Damn it, if the father's body is half of yours, I will be consummated."

Hearing the old man's murmuring complaints, Sandai's eyes lit up, the tip of his tongue licked his lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked like a goblin exuding fatal temptation.

"My...father?"

Emerson looked at the third generation coldly, and when he heard the unsteady aura of the entourage behind him, he snorted coldly: "When you meet my requirements, I will naturally satisfy you."

"I am looking forward."

After the young man tidied up his clothes and tied up his loose silver hair, he regained that sense of polite but distant abstinence.The third generation moves gracefully-even the best etiquette teacher can't jump a little wrong, and he smiles politely at the old man.

"Please allow me to excuse myself rudely. It's piano class at 03:30."

Emerson watched the three generations disappear behind the magnetic door with a cold face, and several fully-armed robots followed closely. They looked more like knights defending the princess than military forces monitoring the youth.

"My lord." The old man waved his hand, and the researcher behind him handed over the report in his hand. "This is the report on the results of the simulation research as of today."

Simulation research is a research method that creates a specific environment, gives different stimuli to the target and observes their response.Emerson adopted this method for the research on the three generations: he placed the three generations outside instead of in a cold glass tank like a normal person, and constantly found different teachers for the three generations to observe how the new human beings react to the surrounding environment. responsiveness and sensitivity to knowledge.

The old man looked at the report, his eyes flashed with excitement and pride.

Unsurprisingly, the ability of new humans to accept knowledge and adapt to the environment is 27 times that of standard humans. The terrifying learning ability made every teacher express the same feeling: their teaching speed is not as fast as that of the third generation.The ability to adapt and learn is fundamental to the survival of organisms and central to evolution.The parent program is correct and successful.The hand of the old man holding the information trembled a little. He was right and he was successful.So all those bedbugs who laughed at him can shut up, sew their mouths shut, how about swallowing their tongues?

He proved, he was right, always has been.

As for what kind of monsters he made, who cares about him.

When the power of the dominated is far greater than the ruler, it is already a farce.

The rest is just a matter of time.