After being marked by Enigma with O

"Little girls like it." After finishing speaking, Song Ling realized that this sentence was not quite right, and added, "I like it too."

Seeing that Lai Luo Wenchuan's face had softened a little, Song Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, and took some external medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis from the box.

"Take off your glasses, I'll give you some medicine."

Luo Wenchuan nodded and took off his glasses.The eyes that were already good-looking are even more attractive after taking off the glasses.

Song Ling rubbed the corners of Luo Wenchuan's eyes, and when he was in the thenar, his curled eyelashes passed by, and it made people's heart itch like sweeping them in people's hearts.

"All right."

It's finally good, Song Ling doesn't know why he has a special affection for Luo Wenchuan after seeing so many beautiful Omega himself.Obviously this person is not feminine, but he is so good-looking that people can't help but touch his head.

"Are you an adult?" Song Ling asked unexpectedly.

Luo Wenchuan was stunned for a moment, then said: "It's considered age, but the differentiation period hasn't come yet..."

"Oh, I heard that the more advanced an Omega is, the later it will differentiate, and Alpha is the same, so you don't have to think about it." Song Ling comforted.

Realizing what he asked just now, Song Ling's earlobes suddenly turned red.He asked what was wrong, asked if the little Omega had grown up, what was going on, it was too frivolous.

"Thank you, Brother Ling." Luo Wenchuan said, with a slight smile on his face.

This child always reminded Song Ling of small animals.

"Go to sleep, there is morning class tomorrow." After Song Ling finished speaking, he turned off the light and got under the covers, closing his eyes.

There was a small night light on by the bedside, and the Chu River and the Han border separated the two of them.

The light was dim, and the originally gentle and submissive eyes became extraordinarily bright.

When his eyes fell on the star-shaped restraining sticker on Song Ling's neck, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Song Ling, this name is very special.

At six o'clock, Song Ling was awakened by the smell of fried eggs.People who used to rush to the classroom with a piece of bread in their hands to catch up with their morning reading, could smell the smell of fried eggs before waking up for the first time.

When Song Ling opened his eyes, there was no one beside him, only the neatly folded quilt was left.

He put on his slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

In the kitchen, a man in an apron is frying eggs.

The boy was wearing a summer school uniform, his slender neck was slightly sweaty, and the summer heat made his fair complexion a little reddish, making him very attractive.

There is something called a beauty bone. Although Luo Wenchuan is thin, he is not too thin.Whether it is the hand with sharp joints or the slender legs, people can't help but take a few more glances.

"Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?" Song Ling asked as he walked over.

Seemingly startled by the sudden appearance, Luo Wenchuan's body trembled, and his eyes wobbled a little.

Why is this man so timid like a rabbit.

Song Ling raised a lop-eared rabbit before, and he treated the master with delicious food and drink every day, but he was not familiar with it.Every time he passed by, the rabbit ran as far as it could go, and after catching it, it would always tremble in the palm of its hand, and in the end, it didn't get close to him.

He doesn't think he looks fierce, but people he knows always say they are afraid of him.

"Am I fierce?" Song Ling asked.

Luo Wenchuan shook his head, but didn't speak.

"Then why... did you make this for me?" Song Ling still didn't ask the question, if Luo Wenchuan asked this question, how could Luo Wenchuan dare to answer the truth.

Luo Wenchuan nodded, pointed to the fried eggs with excellent color on the plate and said, "Put it in the bread."

The toaster at the side beeped, and Song Ling glanced at it and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Baby, you are so virtuous."

In the imperial capital, Song Ling had never met an Omega who was more virtuous than Luo Wenchuan.The older sisters in the family are all Omegas, and they come back every day like a big lady, stretching out their hands and waiting for others to serve them.

Luo Wenchuan is really a treasure.

Song Ling thought about it, when he met Luo Wenchuan at this time, he could be regarded as a bamboo horse from heaven, and this cultivation-type bamboo horse is just around the corner.

"If you don't have a girlfriend in the future, be my daughter-in-law. I will support you." Song Ling said.

Luo Wenchuan's eyes were filled with fear for a moment, his curled eyelashes blinked slightly, and he looked very flustered.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Song Ling hurriedly waved his hands: "Stop it, I'm joking, how dare I marry you, crying every day, it's so hard to coax."

Luo Wenchuan was amused by Song Ling's words, and his originally frowning brows relaxed.

The way this man smiled was like the spring breeze in March, Song Ling almost couldn't blink his eyes.

"It's so pretty when you smile, don't frown all the time." Song Ling couldn't help touching Luo Wenchuan's head, the hair under his hand was unexpectedly soft.

Luo Wenchuan put the plate on the table into Song Ling's hands: "That day, thank you, you go to eat, and still have class."

"Have you been talking like this all the time?" Song Ling asked.

Luo Wenchuan was stunned, then lowered his head and said, "Yes... it's been like this since birth."

As if thinking of something bad, Luo Wenchuan didn't continue talking.

Song Ling hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Why isn't Zhou Yinan awake yet? I have to call him. If he is late again, Lao Li will have to criticize him throughout the grade."

Song Ling was going to Zhou Yinan's bedroom when Zhou Yi came out from the toilet.

"Oh, I'm too embarrassed to come out, you two are done making out, I'm almost squatting out of hemorrhoids."

"You played games in the toilet." Song Ling ruthlessly exposed Zhou Yinan's scars.

Zhou Yinan raised his eyebrows, sat at the dining table and shouted, "Where's my breakfast, girl snail!"

The snail girl smiled slightly, and poured out the eggs from the pot.

Seeing that he was sweating, Song Ling asked him, "There is an air conditioner in the living room, why don't you open the kitchen door?"

This house is in an old community. Only the living room has a vertical air conditioner. Fortunately, the cooling effect is good. After opening, every room can be blown by cold wind.

Luo Wenchuan glanced at Song Ling, and said, "The heat and oily smoke will escape."

"How much fume can you get from frying an egg, remember to open the door next time."

As soon as Song Ling said the words, he felt inappropriate. He was kind enough to cook a meal for him. How could he even arrange for the next time?

Luo Wenchuan didn't seem to pay attention to the words in his words, but just nodded obediently.

Song Ling thought that this person hadn't differentiated yet, but once differentiated, it must taste like cream cake, sweet and soft.Thinking of this, Song Ling couldn't help but smiled. It's not like there are no such good things, but I'm afraid that some people are too late to start.

It was rare for him to eat something warm in the morning, so Song Ling showed kindness and sent Luo Wenchuan to the door of the classroom before heading to the building of his class.

I explained the reason for not returning home at night to several teachers, and reported the matter to the school, only to be exempted from punishment.

Those people picked places without monitoring and without direct evidence.Judging from the tone of that person, he should be the leader of those people who bullied Luo Wenchuan at noon that day, similar to a big brother.Although Songxian No. [-] Middle School has an old-fashioned education method, the educational effect is still there. It is shameful for children of this age to not go to school well, and to gang up on Omega to bully them.

Song Ling thought that he had to find a chance to find out this group of people, so he could be regarded as the benefit of his younger brothers and sisters.

Thinking about Zhengmei, someone patted on the shoulder suddenly.

"Song Ling, are you going to watch the football? Pushing those boys away seems to be entangled by older students."

The person who spoke was Xu Zhiyi, the school committee member of the class, a gentle Omega, who spoke so excitedly that he didn't even notice that his glasses had slipped a little.

Songxian No. [-] Middle School is considered the main school for sending top students to major colleges and universities. The first four classes of each session are experimental classes composed of exempted students.Most of the people in these classes have extremely high scores in physical fitness tests and paper rolls, and a small number of people will be selected because of special abilities such as mathematics and memory.In the future, there is no need to take the entrance examination of colleges and universities, and the admission qualification can be obtained directly after the interview.

The freshmen that Xu Zhiyi said were most of the ordinary students except those who were exempted.Song Ling's physical fitness test has always been A++, and it was possible to enter the experimental class by relying on individual events, but Ms. Song told the school that he could not go this way.

"Play ball or fight?"

Song Ling asked, and reached out to lift up Xu Zhiyi's glasses, thinking that Xu Zhiyi's black-rimmed glasses were not very good-looking, and covered her long eyelashes.It's still Luo Wenchuan's silver-edged one, which looks more in line with the gentle temperament.

Xu Zhiyi frowned and said, "I don't know."

He took a quick look and only remembered that the battle was intense.

The two of them were talking, when Zhou Yinan ran over from the door: "It's terrible, those older people have been playing with the third class since the morning, and it's like a duel. Brother Ling, go and see, can't you?" Contributed to the prestige of this group of people."

Song Ling rolled his eyes towards the door of the classroom, and withdrew his eager heart: "My mother won't let me fight."

"Come on, my brother, you punched the people who bullied Luo Wenchuan yesterday, but now you are playing basketball and you are obedient. Although the third class is exempt from class, the relationship with our class is the best. Yes, you can't stand by and watch!"

Zhou Yinan's exaggeration directly gave Song Ling the moral high ground.

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