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bunny biting

This feeling has never been felt before.

It doesn't hurt, it can even be said to be itchy, and it's like electricity.

"No."

Song Ling moved his finger to the corner of Luo Wenchuan's lips, the slightly moist fingertips still had the feeling of touch just now.

Soft lips and sharp teeth.

Song Ling looked at the person in front of him, and unconsciously touched Luo Wenchuan's flushed cheek with his fingertips.

Nice touch.

"why not?"

Luo Wenchuan looked extremely depressed, like a puppy who just wanted to be petted on the head but got no response.

"very dangerous."

Song Ling's voice was deep.This kind of unconscious but provocative behavior can easily cause the opponent's reason to collapse.Song Ling didn't think that the thin person in front of him could bear his loss of control.

"But...what if, I want it."

I want.

The hand that landed on the little rabbit's face froze, and a light flashed in Song Ling's eyes. At this moment, his mind was blank.

The person was frozen, and suddenly the whole room went dark.

power cut.

A commotion came from outside the room. In the darkness, Song Ling felt a warm rabbit crawling into his chest.

"Wen Chuan..."

"Let me try, Brother Ling."

Luo Wenchuan's voice was low, and his hands fell on the belt around his shirt.Instead of waiting for Song Ling to finish his self-struggle, he should take the initiative to attack.

Take advantage of the fire.

After Song Ling's eyes lost their vision, they finally lost their focus.

After feeling Song Ling's changes, Luo Wenchuan suddenly understood how wonderful it is to control a person.

When the lights came on again, Song Ling saw Luo Wenchuan raised his hand and licked his fingertips.

"Brother Ling, yes, it smells like peach blossom."

As soon as Luo Wenchuan said the words, Song Ling's skin exposed outside his shirt turned completely red.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet.

The ancient verses are short, but the most refined.Luo Wenchuan never thought that such a sour poem would one day be a portrayal of him and Song Ling.

Beicheng University is not known to be a place where people are exploited. Song Ling was sent out to do missions even during the long vacation.In order to prevent the terminal from being located, private terminals cannot be used during missions.

Luo Wenchuan originally wanted to take advantage of the New Year to go to Beicheng, but after this person sent a message before the mission, he didn't reply to the letter for several days.

After graduation, Song Ling left the rental house to Luo Wenchuan.

On New Year's Eve, Luo Wenchuan lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling silently.

The chandelier in the room does not match the decoration of the whole house.It was the light bulb that Song Ling bought downstairs and went up the ladder to change it himself.

Luo Wenchuan still remembered that when he helped Song Ling up the ladder, when he looked up, he happened to see the small half of his thin waist exposed.The slender waist that has been tightened due to long-term training seems to be easy to wrap in his arms, and it is also suitable for completing some difficult movements.

Song Ling is indeed worthy of being a top Alpha.

A message came from the terminal reminding that eleven o'clock was the time for the announcement of the entrance examination results.

Luo Wenchuan didn't look at the terminal. He was always confident, and he would never miss the mark in the exam.

This time his dazzling results will definitely be seen by that person.

Luo Wenchuan originally planned to volunteer at the University of Political Science and Law in Quecheng, but when he finally applied for his volunteer, after a few days of struggle, he still applied to a university in Beicheng, which was only four and ten minutes away from Song Ling's university.

The original plan was to use Song Ling's pheromone to differentiate and then retreat.

But things have progressed to the present, and it seems that they are out of control.

At hand is the coat that Song Ling put on him when he said goodbye to him before.

The coat that originally still had some pheromones remained, but after washing for a long time, it completely turned into an ordinary piece of clothing.

Luo Wenchuan rubbed his head, as if trying to restrain something, the result of the restraint was obvious.

It didn't work out.

The bony hands pulled the clothes under the nose and wiped the thin lips.

He eagerly but reluctantly recalled the touch of the palm of his hand in the restaurant that day, and the originally moist eyes glowed brightly after a while.

After taking the medicine, it took half an hour for Luo Wenchuan's brain to stop thinking.

He didn't sleep well that night. To be precise, he had never slept soundly before meeting Song Ling.

Most of the people who can sleep peacefully have nothing to think about.His identity is destined not to be able to sleep peacefully, and if he doesn't use drugs, he can even stay awake all night.

In the dream, the heavy rain in late autumn slanted under the umbrella and wet people's clothes.

The rain is cold, the heart is colder.

The woman holding him fell in front of the office building because she ran too fast.

"Wen Chuan, Wen Chuan, are you okay?"

The woman fished the child out of the rain and stroked his forehead.The anxiety and despair in her eyes were intertwined, surging together with the thick clouds all over the sky.

When a guard saw the woman lying in front of the door, there was a trace of unbearable eyes, but he could only rush forward: "Go, hide under the bridge."

He pointed to the arch bridge nearly a hundred meters away, afraid that he would regret it.

"Please, let me meet him, Wen Chuan is his child."

The guard was a little embarrassed and was about to chase someone away when a man in a dark suit came out of the office building.

Unlike the woman whose body was drenched by rain, the man's top-A temperament and suits of unknown value made people feel that these two people should not be from the same world.

"Luo Huaishan, you can leave me alone, but you can't leave your son alone."

The woman's voice was more sad than hateful, her eyes were red, and there was a hideous scar on her fair and slender neck.Omega that has been washed away will leave such terrible marks on the neck.

The man's cold eyes swept over the mother and son, and said coldly: "Jiang Ran, I said before, you can still come back if you throw him away, why don't you always listen to me."

"He's your child too."

"The Luo family will not allow a trash to exist. He is not my child. Put him in the south of the city. There are many barren betas there. He looks a lot like you and will be picked up by someone."

The man leaned down and stroked the woman's face with one hand.

"Luo Huaishan, he is only five years old."

"Jiang Ran, you are not yet 30 years old, and you will have a second child. You are a rare top-level Omega, and your luck lies ahead."

With a "snap", a slap fell on the cold face.A trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, as if he was thinking about why Omega, who was usually obedient to him, would repeatedly disobey him for a disabled child.

"You will regret this."

The woman looked at Luo Huaishan with red eyes.

"I'm waiting for that day."

The man snorted coldly, raised his hand in the next second, and the guard carried him out.

The cold rain mixed with the wind rolled on the face and caught the eyes of the five-year-old child.He nestled in the woman's arms, absorbing the last trace of warmth.

A gust of cold wind passed over his body, Luo Wenchuan woke up suddenly, and found that it was raining outside the window.

Rare winter rain, biting and cold.

The time displayed on the terminal is three o'clock in the morning.

If Song Ling was here at this time, he would definitely touch his head and then pull him into his arms.Luo Wenchuan sat up, staring blankly at the window he forgot to close.

When it was nearly five o'clock, Luo Wenchuan turned on the terminal and sent Song Ling "Happy New Year".

Still no reply, is Song Ling still on mission?

Time spent alone is dull and mechanical.

After dealing with the matter at hand and the final graduation exam, he also ushered in his own graduation season.

As an outstanding representative of graduates, Luo Wenchuan delivered his speech in the auditorium.

As an outstanding graduate who ranked first in basic subjects, Luo Wenchuan attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared on the stage.

His voice was cold, and he looked down at the speech in his hand.The picturesque delicate eyebrows make many people miss the point of the speech.

"He's so handsome, why did I just notice him today."

"It's a pity that I always have a cold face."

"It's more handsome with a cold face, this is called Gao Leng."

Hearing the increasingly heated discussions around him, the man in the peaked cap smiled softly.

Is the child very cold? Standing on the podium to speak, it seems that it is really difficult to speak.

After Luo Wenchuan's speech was over, he looked up and found a person in the audience covered by a hat with only the lower half of his face exposed.

His pupils shrank, and his hand holding the speech was slightly tight.

Before he reached the lounge, he was grabbed by someone who appeared suddenly, and led him into a closed room with no lights on.

Song Ling thought he could hear some struggling sounds, but he didn't expect that the child was very obedient and didn't move at all.

"Robbery."

"What to rob?"

"Jie..." Song Ling didn't expect anything about Jie, he paused, and said in a low voice, "Jie looks good."

A low laugh came into his ears, and Song Ling sighed, feeling very bored: "You are not afraid at all."

"I know it's Brother Ling."

Luo Wenchuan's voice carried some surprise.

"How do you know?" He didn't speak at first, but this time he came back quietly. How could this person guess it right away.

"I can smell it." Luo Wenchuan answered him, he didn't have a good sense of smell, but he wouldn't miss any smell about Song Ling.

"Is it enough to just smell it?" Song Ling asked again.

The light in Luo Wenchuan's eyes flickered slightly, he hugged Song Ling's neck, and kissed the corner of his lips.

Song Ling's heart trembled when he was hooked, and the hands that fell on Luo Wenchuan's waist tightened.

The person leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground.

In the dark storage room, one or two objects fell to the ground.

When the little rabbit grows up, it will bite people.

Graduation nights are always extra loud.

Several promotion classes organized an outdoor barbecue, and the fire was lingering with the aroma of barbecue.

The air is full of intoxicating alcohol.

Song Ling lay on the picnic mat spread out on the grass, looking up at the scattered stars in the sky.

Luo Wenchuan put a can of wine beside Song Ling, and sat cross-legged beside him.

"Aren't you going to have fun?" Song Ling asked. He remembered that he was so excited on the day of graduation that he had a whole night with some friends.

Luo Wenchuan looked down at Song Ling's eyes, and said seriously, "I don't like excitement."

"That's right, people like you are the quietest." Song Ling met Luo Wenchuan's eyes, caught a glimpse of the red mark under his collar from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but smile a little at the corner of his mouth.

"Your button fell off." Song Ling reminded him.

Luo Wenchuan gathered his open collar, flicked his slender fingers a few times, but it didn't work at all.

"Why are you always wearing a hat?"

In the past, when it was the coldest time, Song Ling would rather be frozen in order not to damage his hair, but now the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

"A little injury." Song Ling said casually, reaching for the wine in Luo Wenchuan's hand, but someone stopped him.

"Let me see."

Luo Wenchuan bent down and reached out to pick off Song Ling's hat, but Song Ling couldn't dodge in time, the scar on his forehead just fell into people's eyes.

Luo Wenchuan froze for a moment, looking at the marks on Song Ling's Guangjie forehead, his eyes turned cold instantly.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, the stitches have been removed." Song Ling was afraid that Luo Wenchuan would be worried, so he hurriedly comforted him.

It doesn't matter if you don't comfort him, as soon as he comforts the child, his eyes turn red again, and if this person is about to cry, Song Ling feels that it is Luo Wenchuan who is hurt.

"It's all right."

"How did you hurt?" Luo Wenchuan asked him.

Song Ling said: "I bumped into it while carrying out a transportation mission to Que City."

"Do you remember the license plate number?"

"I don't remember, and it's nothing serious. I didn't pursue it because I couldn't be exposed during the mission. I only got two stitches, and I'm fine."

"What kind of car." Luo Wenchuan didn't intend to end the topic.

Seeing his inquisitive manner, Song Ling knew that if he didn't make it clear today, this person would be mentally blocked all night.He thought about it, and said to Luo Wenchuan: "It looks like a pure white sports car, so beautiful, I can't even name it."

"White."

Luo Wenchuan frowned suddenly when he thought of something.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Ling only explained: "The mission went well, and I don't have any serious problems. Don't be sad."

"Brother Ling." Luo Wenchuan let out a deep cry, put his hand on his forehead, and said, "The mission is not as important as your safety."

"I am fine."

"Brother Ling, you have to protect yourself."

Overtly and secretly, Song Ling offended a lot of people, but this person didn't hide his sharp edge carefully, and always showed some inexplicable limelight. Luo Wenchuan wished he could follow closely every step of the way to be at ease.

Seeing Luo Wenchuan's serious tone, Song Ling couldn't help laughing twice.

While the two were talking, a young man in uniform walked up not far away.

"It seems that someone is looking for you." Song Ling patted Luo Wenchuan's leg.

Luo Wenchuan glanced at the people not far away who were looking forward to it, then lowered his head again.

"I'm not looking for him."

He looked indifferent, as if he didn't see it.

Song Ling sat up and pushed his shoulder: "Go and have a look, in case there is something important, you guys should be a classmate anyway, please be polite."

After Song Ling said this, Luo Wenchuan's face softened a little.

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