After being marked by Enigma with O

Even if I am Enigma, Brother Ling will love me, right?

Shen Yueran let out a long sigh, and quietly observed Luo Wenchuan's reaction. Seeing that this person had no expression on his face, and was just cleaning up the trash on his own, he suddenly felt very boring.

He originally thought that Luo Wenchuan was able to tie Song Ling's heart because he had some tricks, but he didn't expect that he was a submissive bun.

Shen Yueran looked up at the tidy room, and said: "I also want to be a diligent person like you, but unfortunately there are too many things in school, so I don't have this opportunity."

"Want something to drink?" Luo Wenchuan asked suddenly.

Shen Yueran was stunned, and pointed to the water glass on the table: "I have water."

"There is a very good drink shop downstairs, do you want to try it?"

There was a smile on Luo Wenchuan's face, it was a bright and clean smile that belonged only to young people.

Shen Yueran was taken aback by the smile, and for a moment she almost forgot the purpose of her trip: "I, I'm losing weight."

"Half sugar, okay?"

"Row."

Shen Yueran didn't know why he agreed, but when he faced Luo Wenchuan's smiling face, he couldn't help but agree.

Luo Wenchuan brought him some snacks before picking up the garbage bag and going out.

Shen Yueran looked at the empty living room, still a little unresponsive.

Is this kid slow to respond? Didn't he realize that he is his rival in love?

"Would you like two glasses?" the little girl in the drink shop asked.

"Yes, it's troublesome."

The boy in the white shirt had a faint smile on his face, like the most intoxicating spring breeze in March.

The little girl looked up at the tall man, then quickly lowered her head, her cheeks were stained with red.

"Your fruit tea."

"Thank you."

Luo Wenchuan took the bag, and the moment he turned around, the smile in his eyes disappeared completely.

No one can take anything from him, not even what he doesn't want.

The situation reported by the assistant of the Imperial Capital was not very good. Song Ling spent the whole day analyzing the seriousness of the situation.

It was originally just a small bug in the terminal system, but later it developed into a large number of malicious attacks that leaked user privacy.

It is not that Qinghe Technology has not been attacked by its peers before, but this time the opponent's plan is very sophisticated, and it should have started a long time ago.

The security department has been working around the clock these days to recover leaked information and track down suspicious terminal codes.

The security system provided by Qinghe Technology for each terminal is used by hundreds of millions of people. According to the data collected recently, at least tens of thousands of terminals have been attacked.If this continues, Qinghe will lose the trust of users and various terminal companies.

Trust is the hardest thing to build, and once lost it's hard to get back.

Coming back with the stars and the moon, Song Ling just pulled himself together, and when he entered the community, he saw Luo Wenchuan walking in front.

The child under the street lamp is very well-behaved, even when walking, he leans on one side.

"Wen Chuan."

Song Ling called out and walked over quickly.

Luo Wenchuan turned his head, and the moment he saw Song Ling, his eyes were very red. He didn't speak, but just leaned in his arms.

"Miss me?"

Song Ling lowered his head and saw Luo Wenchuan holding two glasses of drinks in his hands. He remembered that Luo Wenchuan didn't seem to like the drinks blended in the store very much.

"Wei Yu asked you to buy it?" Song Ling asked.

Luo Wenchuan shook his head: "Yes, guest."

"guest?"

Song Ling soon met the guest Luo Wenchuan had mentioned.

The people sitting in the restaurant were unceremoniously eating Luo Wenchuan's favorite cookies, with a glass of water at hand.

Shen Yueran is a bold person, and Luo Wenchuan has always been docile, so he doesn't need to look to know that the child must have been irritated by Shen Yueran.

"How do you know this place?" Song Ling asked.

When Shen Yueran heard Song Ling coming back, she stood up immediately: "Wei Yu told me."

It was Wei Yu again.

This person is uneasy about himself, and even wants him to be uneasy about life.

"Where's Wei Yu?" Song Ling asked Luo Wenchuan.

Luo Wenchuan whispered: "He left, saying that there is an urgent matter at home."

"Why do you trust him in everything?"

Song Ling felt that Luo Wenchuan's innocence would suffer a big loss sooner or later.

The corners of Luo Wenchuan's eyes drooped, and he wanted to let go of Song Ling's hand, but Song Ling grabbed it into his palm with his backhand.The more he tried to break free, the tighter Song Ling's grip became.

The little rabbit was aggrieved on the face, but very sweet in his heart.

Song Ling looked at Shen Yueran and said, "I think I've made it very clear, there is no beginning between the two of us."

"I don't have that kind of thought. If you don't want to be a lover, you can't still be friends. The young master of Qinghe, are you still afraid of being friends with me?"

"Is this how you make friends?"

Song Ling put the bag in Luo Wenchuan's hand on the table, and Shen Yueran pouted: "He's going to buy it for me, isn't it the way to treat guests?"

"Then please act like a guest."

Song Ling had never seen a guest like Shen Yueran enter the room without saying hello, Luo Wenchuan was stupid, and he didn't know how much he would suffer.

"Brother Ling, I'm going to buy it, he's a customer."

Luo Wenchuan glanced at Shen Yueran, and quickly looked away, fearing that this person would eat him.

"Come here uninvited, it's not considered a guest." Song Ling's eyes fell on Shen Yueran, and he said coldly, "Let's go out and talk."

"Brother Ling..."

"wait me back."

Song Ling stroked Luo Wenchuan's hair, and Luo Wenchuan watched Shen Yueran happily follow Song Ling out.

In his opinion, Song Ling's words to Shen Yueran just now are not like two unrelated people, but more like a cold war and flirting between lovers.

Wei Yu is right, Song Ling is an Alpha who split early, it is impossible and will not defend himself like a jade for him these years.

What's more, this person originally grew up in the imperial capital. Just thinking about how messy the princes and brothers are in the imperial capital makes him feel sick. The things on the table were swept on the ground, and the packaged drinks fell on the ground Fall apart and flow.

Luo Wenchuan's heart was very irritable, and he felt a wave of evil fire straight to his forehead.

The most important thing right now is Qinghe and Fengxing, as long as you proceed step by step, step by step, Qinghe will not be able to hold on for long.

But now he couldn't hold back anymore, thinking that Song Ling would embrace others and call him "Baby", he wanted to lock Song Ling up so that this person could only be with himself.

Song Ling...

This person, these two words, to him, are not just elements that represent a high degree of fit information.

The night is getting thicker, like a dark color that cannot be melted away in people's eyes.

Luo Wenchuan's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on Song Ling's trajectory on the screen.

Tracking showed that Song Ling entered a hotel and stayed there for two hours.Two hours, how can Xiaobie win two hours of newly married.

Luo Wenchuan looked at the positioning point, his eyes were gloomy.

He took a velvet box from the small table, and inside the box was a pair of suppression rings custom-made by Song Ling.

The bony hand landed on the hidden button, the black suppression chip was taken out, and then folded into an irreversible arc between the slender fingers.

No matter how high-tech things are, it is easy to destroy them.

Song Ling's head was heavy, and he settled down the messy Shen Yueran. Before entering the community, he ran into Assistant Wang who hurried over.

The two went to Assistant Wang's hotel and sat for a while, talking about Qing He.

The situation was serious, and Assistant Wang was drinking one cup after another while talking.Xiao Wang followed Ms. Song from low to high. Song Ling had never seen this person so sad.

Alcohol is the easiest way to take off people's defenses. Assistant Wang looked at Song Ling and couldn't help crying.

"Xiao Song, what can Qing He do..."

The man's tears were like beads that had broken off a thread, one after another.

Song Ling didn't need to think about how heavy Ms. Song's heart must be right now.She is a woman who is not good at expressing her emotions. She hides her love in her heart and carries her burdens silently on her shoulders. She can only speak harshly when facing children, but Song Ling knows that she will also have moments of tenderness and fatigue.

"I'm already in contact with the lawyer in Beicheng, who said to minimize the amount of the claim."

Song Ling told Assistant Wang all the lawyers he had contacted.The compensation from the user side is considered small, and the compensation from several terminal companies is the most difficult one. If the compensation is made one by one according to the original contract, Qinghe will not be able to afford it even if it sells all the shares.

In the field of security systems, Qinghe is not only the oldest, but also the most prestigious. If Qinghe falls like this, there will be no new company to take over within two years.What is the purpose of this behind-the-scenes person who wastes time and effort to destroy Qinghe's reputation.

"Xiao Song, it would be great if you studied finance. Mr. Song has always hoped that you can take over Qinghe..."

"If I took over, it would be the same as it is today."

Judging by that man's aggressive driving, this situation has been at least a few years old.

The two talked for a long time, and when they reached the house, Song Ling let out a long sigh of relief before opening the door and entering the house.

The light in the living room was not turned on, only a small light was turned on on the balcony, dimly shining on the person lying on the bamboo chair in a light sleep.

Luo Wenchuan didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully, his brows were faintly frowned.

This person is like a piece of pure white feather falling in the hustle and bustle, clean and soft, every time Song Ling sees it when he is tired, he feels his heart soften.

Song Ling looked at it for a while, and was about to carry him into the bedroom.

In the year since he left, the child has grown a little heavier and taller.

It seems to be more pressing when holding it.

Luo Wenchuan nestled in his arms, and only opened his eyes when he was placed on the bed in the bedroom. He held Song Ling's neck, unwilling to let go no matter what.

"woke up."

"Ah."

The little rabbit hugged him tightly, as if trying to get into his chest.

In the familiar peach blossom smell, Luo Wenchuan smelled beer and lilies, and these two smells made his mood even more gloomy.

Song Ling sat on the edge of the bed, just hugging him like this: "Unhappy?"

"Um……"

"Why is the little cat upset again?" Song Ling deliberately teased him.

Luo Wenchuan pressed his forehead against his chest and asked, "Do you want me anymore?"

"Why do you ask these again?"

"That person said he was with you."

"Who, Shen Yueran?"

"Well, he's a top omega."

"What's wrong with the top, in my eyes you are too."

Song Ling kissed the corner of the little rabbit's eyes, and Luo Wenchuan shrank into his arms, shy and scared.

Song Ling would always say these prevarication words, since he likes him so much, why didn't he want to mark it, his mark is so noble.

Luo Wenchuan lowered his eyes and said gloomyly: "But you smell like him."

It turned out to be angry because of this.

"Then what should I do, how about you let me smell like you all over me?" Song Ling asked him.

"is it okay?"

Luo Wenchuan's eyes lit up.

"Okay, what do you want to do?"

Song Ling's smiling eyes were full of doting tenderness.

The jealous look of the little rabbit is really heart-warming.

Luo Wenchuan thought for a while, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "Let me mark you, Brother Ling, if I mark you, you are mine, and you can only be with me."

"Tag me, how do you want to tag me?"

It seems that this little rabbit hasn't had a good physiology class in four years, and he just talks nonsense.

"Let me mark you, Brother Ling."

The little rabbit didn't answer his question, but acted like a baby in his arms, which made Song Ling's heart itch uncontrollably.He reached out from the head of the bed to touch the restraining ring, and the suede box was intercepted by Luo Wenchuan halfway.

"Brother Ling, I'll wear it for you."

Song Ling looked at the eager little rabbit in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, let me see how you mark me."

Luo Wenchuan's eyes glowed a little, and the hand holding the restraining ring came behind him.

"Brother Ling, will you just be with me from now on?"

The little rabbit kissed Song Ling, hardly giving anyone a chance to think.

"it is good."

Song Ling's hands were clamped behind his back, and he seriously responded to Luo Wenchuan's more passionate kiss than usual.

"Why are you biting people like a puppy?"

His clothes were outlined by the little rabbit's lips and teeth.

"Because I want to mark you, Brother Ling." Luo Wenchuan's voice was slightly low.

The seemingly random paws of the little rabbit gave Song Ling no time to think about the specific meaning of this sentence, and just followed his words.

When something felt wrong, Luo Wenchuan tied his wrists behind his back with two restraining rings.

"Wen Chuan, what are you playing with?"

"Mark, Brother Ling, you are not allowed to move around during the mark."

"I don't feel comfortable doing this."

This feeling of being restrained like a prey always makes people feel wrong.

"But Brother Ling promised me, and promised to let me mark it."

Luo Wenchuan's eyes were filled with grievance, as if he could shed tears in the next second.

Seeing that Luo Wenchuan was crying again, Song Ling couldn't bear to refuse: "Then, let me go after marking."

"it is good."

Almost instantly, with a light swipe of Luo Wenchuan's hand, Song Ling's clothes were torn apart like thin paper.

In the past, when the love was strong, the buttons would burst at most, but today even the fabric suffered.

Looking into those pitch-black pupils, Song Ling always felt that this person was different from usual.

It seems that it doesn't look like a rabbit anymore.

"Wen Chuan, what are you doing!"

Song Ling was twisted unexpectedly, and his face was buried in the pillow.

"Mark, brother Ling promised me, do you want to go back on your word?"

Thick clouds rolled in Luo Wenchuan's eyes, and the greed in his heart kept surging upwards in the dark that Song Ling couldn't see.

"What did you say……"

Song Ling suddenly didn't quite understand what Luo Wenchuan meant. This kid doesn't really think that Omega can mark Alpha.

"I said, Mark."

There was a sudden pain in the neck, and the sharp teeth pierced the skin, which did not give Song Ling any time to hesitate and refuse.

The strong smell of strong alcohol is lingering, hooking out the pheromones in Song Ling's glands.

At the moment when it really came into contact with the glandular fluid, the sweet peach blossom fragrance intertwined with the spirits became a strong catalyst that made people unable to restrain themselves again.

Luo Wenchuan suddenly realized that he and Song Ling were a perfect match.

This incident made him ecstatic, and even Song Ling felt Luo Wenchuan's excitement.

Song Ling tried to resist, but Luo Wenchuan slowly injected pheromone from the glands in his neck, and his hands and feet went limp from drunk.

"Wen Chuan, Omega cannot mark Alpha." Song Ling reminded him.

"I know, Brother Ling."

"what do you know……"

Song Ling felt that his heart was being hooked by the pheromones in his body that didn't belong to him. He obviously didn't want to do this kind of thing, but he couldn't help but want Luo Wenchuan to be more thorough.

"Brother Ling said that even if I'm not a top omega, he will still love me."

"I did, but..."

But Omega can't mark Alpha, Song Ling still wants to correct his wrong concept.

"Even if I am Enigma, Brother Ling will still love me, right?"

"what are you?"

Song Ling's whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and his body froze completely for an instant. What did Luo Wenchuan say he was just now?

Enigma, Luo Wenchuan is Enigma!

The author says:

Song Ling:? ?

Thank you for the landmine of "throwing the leaves under the cherry tree"——

Thanks for the nutrient solution of "Hungry Turtle"——