After being marked by Enigma with O

36 hour

Song Ling frowned, and kicked Luo Wenchuan's lower abdomen with all his strength.

This kick was not light, and the person who bound him let out a muffled groan.

"Brother Ling, you said you liked me, are you lying to me?"

Song Ling saw that Luo Wenchuan's eyes were red again, as if he had swallowed Coptis chinensis, he couldn't say anything.After thinking for a long time, he only said one sentence: "It was you who lied to me."

"I didn't, and I didn't know I was Enigma. My family told me that I was Omega. Brother Ling, I'm so scared."

"I should be afraid, now, please get out."

Song Ling's rolling sound directly opened the floodgates for Luo Wenchuan's tear glands.

One tear after another rolled down on Song Ling's chest, turning from hot to warm. He looked at Luo Wenchuan's eyes that were red from crying, and his heart throbbed with pain.

Song Ling wanted to get up, but found that his hands were still tied behind his back by the restraining ring.

"Luo Wenchuan, let me go."

"I won't let you go." Luo Wenchuan said stubbornly like a child who did something wrong but was unwilling to admit it, "If I let you go, you'll go find someone else."

He will go to Li Ke, to Shen Yueran, to the soft and docile Omega, and will never go to him again.

"I'm not going to anyone else."

How could he go out to find someone else in such a mess.

"But he's here to look for you, Brother Ling, let me mark you, when you are mine, you can go anywhere."

Luo Wenchuan's posture became lower and lower. He knew in his heart that when dealing with someone like Song Ling, he couldn't go head-to-head.

"Luo Wenchuan, do you know what you're talking about?"

For a moment, Song Ling couldn't tell which of the man's words was the truth and which was a lie.Does this person who keeps saying that he is an Omega really not know that he is an Enigma?

"I know, Brother Ling, you said you wouldn't want me."

Luo Wenchuan hugged him into his arms, big and big teardrops stained the little fabric left on Song Ling's body.

The two are clearly very close, but there seems to be something hazy between them.

"Wen Chuan, I didn't want you, give me some time, let me..."

Before Song Ling could finish his sentence, his mouth was blocked by Luo Wenchuan.

"Brother Ling, trust me, you won't regret it, I can give you what you want."

Just... another way.

The inhibiting ring that has lost its function has completely become a shackle of restraint.

Song Ling felt the pheromone that didn't belong to him, and it penetrated into his blood from the neck little by little, reaching all the limbs, and then screaming everywhere, pushing him to the edge of reason.

"Brother Ling, let me mark you."

"Brother Ling, why are you silent?"

"Brother Ling, do you like this, or the same as before?"

"Brother Ling..."

……

The child called "Brother Ling" too many times, and Song Ling could hardly hear what he was talking about.

It is said that Enigma is full of energy. When marking each other, many of the marked parties fainted due to exhaustion.

Song Ling also hoped that he would be unconscious, but unfortunately, his superior physical strength from the top Alpha allowed him to survive.

The whole process was even more sober than before. He saw this rabbit that was nestled in his arms with his own eyes, and while holding him and not letting go, he called himself "Brother Ling" affectionately and aggrievedly. This feeling really... …

Very fucked up.

With the curtains drawn in the dark room, Song Ling's hand brushed across Luo Wenchuan's arm, leaving a bloody streak.

Sensing Luo Wenchuan's attempt, Song Ling's pupils shrank suddenly.

"No."

"Brother Ling, I think so."

"You can't make a knot, Luo Wenchuan, don't force me to beat you."

Song Ling's eyes were stern and warning different from before, and the little rabbit seemed to be stabbed by this gaze, and his eyes were red and red again.

"Then, no conclusion."

Luo Wenchuan's voice was a little low, and he closed the mouth again that made him feel unwilling.

"Enigma tends to take longer to mark opponents than normal AO."

Song Ling understood the article written in the book today.

If I remember correctly, it should be a full 36 hours.If it wasn't that he couldn't hold on any longer, Luo Wenchuan, a brat, could extend the marking time a little longer.

How can this dog mark for so long.

When Song Ling woke up, Luo Wenchuan was sleeping sweetly in his arms, thinking about what this dog did, Song Ling's heart burst into flames.

He wanted to give Luo Wenchuan a kick, and after thinking about it, he really did.

Luo Wenchuan was in a dream, and suddenly woke up with such a kick from Song Ling, still feeling aggrieved.

"Brother Ling, it hurts so much."

He rubbed his head against the man's neck, trying to get a word or two of comfort.

"Are you in pain or am I in pain?" I don't know who the person below is, "Get out of bed, get out of my bed."

Luo Wenchuan didn't refute, just got out of bed and suddenly realized something, and went back to Song Ling and asked him: "Brother Ling, do you need me to help you take a bath?"

"Need not……"

"Really?"

"Am I that bad?"

After Song Ling finished speaking, he lifted the quilt and got up. After walking two steps, he suddenly froze in place.

"Let me come, Brother Ling." Luo Wenchuan smiled, walked over and hugged him into his arms.

Song Ling:?

Isn't this little bastard unable to unscrew the bottle cap?Luo Wenchuan fucking, is this also a skill that he suddenly awakened?

Luo Wenchuan took Song Ling into the bathroom in a good mood.

36 hours is enough to make the marked Alpha lose any strength.

"I'll wash Brother Ling, okay?"

Luo Wenchuan's tone contained a request, but no one could refuse it.

Children are really serious when they do things. Although it is inevitable that they will be eaten tofu, but it feels like they don't have to clean up the mess by themselves... It's weird.

Luo Wenchuan helped Song Ling wash it up, put it back under the quilt as it was, and went out to cook without even giving him any clothes.

Song Ling's mood right now is very complicated. He used to think that the brother who slept in his upper bunk was an O, which was outrageous enough, but he never thought that the brother who slept in his bed every day was actually an E.

Enigma was actually beside him.

His brows were frowned into the word "Chuan", until Luo Wenchuan came in with a bowl of wontons, Song Ling was still frowning.

"Brother Ling, you must be hungry, eat something."

Luo Wenchuan had a gentle smile on his face, as if the hungry wolf that tortured him yesterday was not himself.He looked at the bite mark on Song Ling's neck almost obsessively, and he couldn't calm down the joy in his heart.

Song Ling's body is easily addictive, thinking that this person was under his body yesterday, Luo Wenchuan suddenly felt satisfied like never before.

"Brother Ling, eat some."

Seeing Song Ling frowning all the time, he sat on the edge of the bed and coaxed her.

Song Ling was silent for a long time, and said to him, "Put this thing down, get out."

He really didn't know how to face this wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Brother Ling, let me feed you, I fed you yesterday..."

Luo Wenchuan was originally thin-skinned, but now he is much thicker.

Today was the first time for Song Ling to formally look at this person. The boy in front of him was about the same height as him, and his strong arms were completely hidden by the white shirt, which always gave him a feeling that this person was very weak.

But this weak and inexperienced person actually marked him as an Alpha.

36 hours.

His waist was almost broken, and this man was still alive and kicking and showing off his power in front of him, how could he not be angry.

"Brother Ling, I didn't mean to lie to you." Luo Wenchuan completely recovered his previous state. He lowered his eyes and said, "My medical report is indeed an Omega, and I always thought that my glands were defective. Ling Brother, you said you only liked me, if I were E, wouldn't you want me?"

Don't you want me anymore?

When Song Ling heard this sentence now, he suddenly felt a little funny.

Who doesn't want who?

How could Luo Wenchuan have the face to say this.The marked Alpha can only rely on Enigma's pheromone to survive the susceptibility period, and now unless the mark is removed, he will have to entangle Luo Wenchuan for a lifetime.

"When you took that step, why didn't you think that I would not want you?"

The little bastard didn't think about the consequences before doing things, but now he got a bargain and he came to act like a good boy.

"Brother Ling, don't you like it? You bit me last night."

"Whoever bit you, it was you who bit me!"

As soon as Song Ling said the words, he suddenly realized what Luo Wenchuan meant.This little bastard has something to say in his words, and he is talking dirty to him.

"Brother Ling, do you want to..."

Seeing that Luo Wenchuan's claws were about to reach over, Song Ling moved to the side of the bed: "Don't fucking make fun of me."

Luo Wenchuan didn't eat enough after one meal, and he wanted to have a few more meals, where in the world is there such a good thing.

"Brother Ling, I really like you, don't blame me, okay, or, I'll lie down, you...you can come."

"I'm busy!"

If it wasn't for his sore waist and weak legs right now, he would have kicked Luo Wenchuan out.No wonder, no wonder the little bastard seemed to know everything about Enigma after hearing him mention Enigma before.The co-author himself is an Enigma, can you not understand.

"Is it hard, Brother Ling?" Luo Wenchuan asked again without knowing what to do.

"What do you say?"

How long has it been marked, does this person have no self-knowledge, and he still comes to ask the victim.

"I'll rub it for you."

Luo Wenchuan's stretched paw was blocked by Song Ling: "Stay away from me."

"Brother Ling, you promised to let me mark you, how can you be angry?"

Song Ling didn't stop him at once, and the little bastard's paws stuck into his quilt again: "Brother Ling, don't be angry with me, okay, I didn't just care about myself, didn't you like it very much yesterday, several times, I remember of."

"You, stop talking."

Being like that under Luo Wenchuan, no matter how I think about it, I feel awkward.

"Why don't you say it, what I said is the truth, I remember you hooked my waist, and..."

As Luo Wenchuan said so, his claws began to grow uneasy.

Song Ling froze suddenly, and the memory of last night surged again. He wanted to escape, but his body refused to move an inch.

"Brother Ling, let me like you, please, don't be angry, what should you do if you get angry."

It is not an exaggeration to describe Luo Wenchuan's voice as "the sound of prodigal voice".

Song Ling used to be proud of his self-control ability, but only today did he realize how precarious this self-control ability is in front of people with a high degree of compatibility.

With just such teasing, inexplicable anticipation had already begun to grow in Song Ling's heart.

What is he expecting...

"Brother Ling is thinking about being marked."

Luo Wenchuan lowered his voice, his warm breath passing by his ears.

Luo Wenchuan bit Song Ling's red earlobe lightly: "Do you want to eat, or do you want to eat me?"

Song Ling: ...

"Eat later."

"it is good."

The corner of Luo Wenchuan's lips curved slightly, and he reached out and swept Song Ling's terminal to the ground.

Song Ling felt that he might have been bewitched, otherwise it would be impossible to be tender with this bastard again.

Seeing the man crawling on his chest with a face full of gluttonous feet, Song Ling went up and kicked: "Where's the food?"

"It's been cold for so long, brother Ling wait for me."

Luo Wenchuan raised his eyelids, woke up for a while, put on his clothes and got out of bed.

Both of them were wearing pajamas when they were sleeping with the child in their arms. Today, when they looked at each other naked, this little bastard, Luo Wenchuan, has really beautiful muscles and a narrow waist, which is quite...

"Is Brother Ling looking at me?" Luo Wenchuan bent his eyes and looked back at Song Ling.

"Don't be too sentimental."

Song Ling was caught on the spot, so uncomfortable in his heart that he almost became angry from embarrassment.

Luo Wenchuan smiled lightly, put on some clothes and went to heat up the meal.

Luo Wenchuan is still Luo Wenchuan, except that he is not like a person in that kind of thing, nothing else has changed.

As soon as Song Ling raised his foot, Luo Wenchuan would hand over the shoes, and with a glance, he knew what he wanted.

This person's carefulness permeated every part of Song Ling's life.Two years was enough to turn Luo Wenchuan into a roundworm in Song Ling's stomach, but it also made Song Ling feel that this person was becoming more and more unfamiliar.

When Song Ling got dressed and came out, Luo Wenchuan was cooking in the kitchen, just like the poor little girl who first saw him frying eggs in the kitchen.

The world is unpredictable. If he knew that this person was Enigma, Song Ling would definitely stand by and watch how Enigma fought.

"Enigma is cunning by nature, and there is no truth in his mouth."

Song Ling thought carefully about Luo Wenchuan's warning to him at the beginning, and suddenly felt that it was a wise saying.

"Brother Ling, let's have some noodles."

Luo Wenchuan brought the bowl to the restaurant with a smile, then looked at Song Ling expectantly.

How could those sincere and sincere eyes appear on the face of a liar.

Song Ling didn't sit down, but took out an unopened can of chili sauce from the refrigerator on the way, and put it in front of Luo Wenchuan.

"Brother Ling?"

"Open."

"Brother Ling, this is too tight, I..."

"Can't you twist it?" Song Ling questioned.

The corners of Luo Wenchuan's eyes drooped, and the smile on his face gradually faded, leaving only disappointment.It looked like a cobweb weaved so hard that it was finally broken by the wind and rain.

The slender fingers landed on the metal lid, and the kung fu jar was opened in a split second, as easily as twisting a feather.

"Brother Ling, do you want to eat this?"

Luo Wenchuan pushed the jar in front of him.

"When did you find out?"

"Brother Ling."

"answer me."

Luo Wenchuan bit the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice: "On the day of the split, I felt something was wrong."

"why did not you tell me?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid you will leave me."

Luo Wenchuan's eyes always turn red very easily, like the softest and most precious gauze, unable to withstand the slightest irritation.Like him, it seemed like it would break if touched.

"I'm afraid you'll think I'm lying to you, but I'm not. Brother Ling, since the day I was born, I have been abandoned by my father because of gland problems. My mother raised me, and then one day, I I don't even have a mother, so I can only stay at my uncle's house. My uncle said I was a burden, and everyone thought I was a burden. Only you said that you like me, how dare I tell you."

Luo Wenchuan lowered his head, like an abandoned puppy.

These words are like countless thorns piercing into people's hearts, making people feel distressed but very awkward.

Luo Wenchuan is an Enigma, and when these words came out of Enigma's mouth, the taste changed completely.

"Brother Ling likes Omega, right? The type that deserves to be protected, but unfortunately I'm not..."

Song Ling could tell that Luo Wenchuan's body was trembling faintly.

The moment Song Ling learned that Zhou Yinan had changed from A to O, Song Ling was only shocked, but the moment he learned that Luo Wenchuan was E, Song Ling felt a little more apprehensive.

Was this person approaching on purpose, or did he really know nothing about his Enigma identity as he said.

"If Brother Ling doesn't like it, I'd better go."

Luo Wenchuan stood up and walked towards the entrance, his back was extremely thin under the loose shirt, like a puppet that lost its support and was deprived of its soul, ready to fall down at any time.

"Come back and sit down."

When Luo Wenchuan heard this sentence, he looked back at the people sitting in the restaurant in disbelief.

Song Ling lowered his gaze, and said: "You marked me, and you want to pat my ass and leave. How could such a good thing happen? Come back and eat the meal, and go change the sheets."

"it is good."

Luo Wenchuan immediately sat down and began to eat.

Song Ling sat alone in the kitchen for a long time, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out all the clues.

It wasn't until Luo Wenchuan cleaned up the dining room and changed the sheets that he realized that the kid had been going to the balcony with the dirty sheets for a long time.

Song Ling got up and walked over to find someone. As soon as he entered the balcony, he saw Luo Wenchuan holding a corner of the bed sheet in a daze.

"Why don't you put it in so that you can see the sheets clean?" Song Ling said abruptly.

Luo Wenchuan raised his head and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes: "This, it smells like peach blossoms."

It smells like peach blossoms.

Song Ling's mind suddenly went blank, and then he stepped forward and snatched the sheet from Luo Wenchuan's hand, and stuffed it into the washing machine.

Luo Wenchuan's eyes were blank, realizing what he had lost, and there was a little resentment in his eyes.

"What goes through your mind every day?"

Song Ling really wanted to open Luo Wenchuan's head and see how these loops go around.

"I like Brother Ling, and your pheromones."

Luo Wenchuan said it very bluntly, his eyes drooped and he secretly looked in the direction of the washing machine.

Seeing Luo Wenchuan's unwillingness, Song Ling was afraid that Luo Wenchuan would take out the bed sheet again, so he dragged him out of the balcony.

"Sheets were dirty."

"Not dirty."

Song Ling: This little bastard is quite stubborn.

Song Ling glanced at the dejected man, and asked him, "If I leave you alone, what are you going to do with that bed sheet?"

Luo Wenchuan lowered his head and whispered, "Hide."

"and then?"

then.

Luo Wenchuan raised his head, moved closer, and then whispered something in Song Ling's ear.

Song Ling didn't say anything on the face, but his heart was terribly ashamed by these words.

"You like my pheromones that much?" Song Ling asked him.

Luo Wenchuan nodded, and said seriously: "The book says that except for the glands in the neck, the only places where pheromones are the most concentrated..."

"Okay, let's stop here."

This kid must be stunned by reading, why dare to jump out of everything.

The author says:

Luo Wenchuan (crying): You asked me to mark yours;

Song Ling: It will be updated earlier today, and it will be nine o'clock in the future;

Thanks to "ZvemiH9." for mine——

Thanks to "幽鮟", "1nits", "Milk sweet cloud acridine", irrigation nutrient solution——