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Brother Ling, do you want to try my limit?

"Sweet." Luo Wenchuan looked at Song Ling, bent his eyes, his heart was as sweet as his mouth.

"Sugar can't stop your mouth."

Song Ling smiled, and tightened the bolo tie on the shirt a little bit. The buckle inlaid with black opal was colorful black, which added a bit of casual beauty to the elegant dark silk shirt. .

Song Ling has a lot of these little things that decorate shirts, and almost every one of them is customized according to Luo Wenchuan's aesthetics, even Song Ling himself.

Luo Wenchuan quietly watched Song Ling straighten his collar, he couldn't bear to leave his eyes for a moment.

Song Ling likes to wear black, the dark color is the most flattering, and the delicate and soft part of the neck is the most delicious and attractive.

Song Ling was so focused on covering up the bite marks on his neck that he didn't notice Luo Wenchuan's coveting eyes.

Ever since he was dispatched to Song County and met Luo Wenchuan, the number of times he returned to the imperial capital was much less.It is clear that when he first went to Song County, he slept and dreamed of his comfortable home, and now he feels a little bit reluctant to leave.

It's evil.

As soon as he got out of the airport, Song Ling saw a familiar person.

"Assistant Wang!"

About ten meters away, Assistant Wang in a suit was looking around the crowd.

Luo Wenchuan looked at the tall and handsome man not far away, and suddenly frowned.It turned out that this was Assistant Wang.Listening to Song Ling's previous description, he thought he was a rigid middle-aged man, but he didn't expect him to be so young.

"Xiao Song!" Assistant Wang beckoned, and when he saw the person beside Song Ling, he stretched out his hand and said, "This is Mr. Luo, right? Hello, my name is Wang Ziyou, and I am Mr. Song's assistant."

Luo Wenchuan looked at the person in front of him and said "Hello" without extending his hand.

Assistant Wang's hand froze. After a moment of embarrassment, he quickly withdrew his hand: "Xiao Song, Mr. Song has booked a place for me to pick you up."

"Thank you, Assistant Wang is driving."

Song Ling is nine years younger than Assistant Wang, and there is basically no generation gap between them.

Assistant Wang drove Song Ling and Luo Wenchuan to the parking lot of the restaurant.

Seeing that Luo Wenchuan didn't say a word along the way, Song Ling thought it was his first time meeting a stranger and he wasn't quite used to it.

Thinking about it carefully, this kid dared to say a few more words in front of him.

"My mother looks fierce, she's a nice person, you don't have to be afraid." Song Ling comforted, and lightly patted Luo Wenchuan on the shoulder.

Luo Wenchuan nodded, his eyes fell on Assistant Wang in the driver's seat, thoughtful.

Song Ling took Luo Wenchuan to the restaurant. The old-fashioned decoration made the whole restaurant look very simple.

The waiter brought the two of them to the reserved private room. The moment the door was opened, Luo Wenchuan saw the rumored Ms. Song.

The bright light shines on the curly hair that looks like splashed ink, the red lips are slightly raised, and the bright and delicate eyebrows are like a dazzling oil painting, with an unattainable aura.

At this moment, he suddenly understood where Song Ling's aura of a noble young master who was not close to strangers came from.

"Mom." Song Ling called out first, walked a few steps towards Song Zhiruo, pulled the stool away and sat down first.

Song Zhiruo looked up at Song Ling, and couldn't help but smile: "You, you still know how to come back?"

This thing that was fascinated by the vixen finally came back.

"Why didn't I know to come back? Isn't it almost your birthday?"

"Thank you for your hard work, you still remember my birthday." Song Ruozhi raised his head and glanced at Luo Wenchuan at the door, and said to Song Ling, "Let your darling sit down too, standing still makes your heart hurt."

"Mom, this is Luo Wenchuan." Song Ling got up and pulled Luo Wenchuan over so that Song Ruozhi could see more clearly.

Song Ruozhi sized him up for a while, before coming to a conclusion: "It's pretty good, he looks like a child from a good family, much better than the male and female Omega that the old Shen's family looked for."

Song Ruozhi didn't have much confidence in Song Ling's eyesight. This person had a strong desire to protect since he was a child, and his eyes were not easy to use. He just liked to bring those crying children home.She originally thought that Luo Wenchuan was also a little fairy who could only pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic, but looking at it this way today, she looks like a serious person.

"Hello, auntie, my name is Luo Wenchuan, and I grew up in Song County."

Luo Wenchuan had a little smile on his face, the clean and youthful smile of a child, who didn't try to please, was very attractive.

"Sit down, I've brought people here, so you don't have to be polite."

Song Ruozhi's tone was not very good, and only Song Ling knew that this person was quite satisfied with Luo Wenchuan.

The last time his eldest sister brought a boyfriend home, his mother took a look and let her aunt throw her out.Being able to calmly let Luo Wenchuan sit down right now proves that the little bastard is quite suitable for Ms. Song.

"Mom, Xiao Song is exempt from class. This year, he took the Beicheng political and law exam." Song Ling said something like a treasure. Their family is full of money, and only one person like him can barely study, but he went to the military academy.Luo Wenchuan studied law, and he thought Ms. Song would definitely like it.

"I know, more promising than you."

Luo Wenchuan was admitted to Beicheng Politics and Law with the top score. Although Song County is a small county, there are not a few students who can endure hardships and are smart.Luo Wenchuan was not an easy person to be the first in the exam.

"There's no one in Xiao Luo's house." Song Ruozhi asked suddenly.

Luo Wenchuan said calmly, "No, I grew up in my uncle's house."

"Your uncle is a transporter, right?"

"Correct."

Luo Wenchuan lowered his eyes, feeling a little grateful that he didn't tell a lie.Song Ruozhi has traveled more roads than Song Ling, and is also much smarter. She is not an easy woman to deal with.

In this world, apart from Song Ling, there is no one who would easily trust him.

Seeing that Song Ruozhi was going to ask something more, Song Ling deliberately changed the subject: "Mom, the crabs in this shop are pretty good."

"Then order it, and order the same one."

"Okay." Song Ling called the waiter, swiped twice on the orderer, and ordered a few special dishes.

The restaurant served the food very quickly, within half an hour or so, half of the food was served.

This restaurant's fresh seafood is especially good. Song Ling was afraid that Luo Wenchuan would be embarrassed to pick up some food, so he specially picked up some food for this person before talking to Song Ruozhi.

The two of them didn't talk about the company at the dinner table, they only talked a little bit about their parents.

Luo Wenchuan occasionally echoed a few words, and what he said was just right. At other times, he kept peeling shrimps and crabs, and didn't eat them after peeling them. He only waited for Song Ling's plate to be empty, and put them all on his plate.

Song Ling didn't shy away from it either, and naturally ate the shrimp and crab that Luo Wenchuan prepared for him.

Song Ruozhi saw the stickiness of the two of them, so he knew that they were in love.She originally thought that Song Ling's love for this child was just a novelty for a while, but she didn't expect to have a long-term love for him.

Halfway through the meal, while Luo Wenchuan was going to the bathroom, Song Ling asked Song Ruozhi, "Mom, how is your daughter-in-law?"

Song Ruozhi didn't give a clear attitude when he heard him ask this question: "What can you see in a while?"

"After a while, you can see the same."

Hearing what he said, Song Ruozhi couldn't help but smile. Since when is his son willing to speak so hard for someone.

"Wen Chuan is quite obedient."

"Really." Song Ruozhi recalled Luo Wenchuan's skillful movements when he removed the crab just now, and suddenly said, "Many dogs are quite obedient before they bite people."

"Mom, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, you guys eat first, it's not easy for you to play while I'm here. There's a meeting tonight, I'll go there first, and I'm staying at the company tonight. You two go home after eating, don't live outside, it's not safe. "

"We're leaving now." Song Ling felt a little surprised, and didn't know what important meeting it was, so it had to be held now.

Song Ruozhi stopped talking nonsense with Song Ling, glanced at the terminal in his hand and walked out the door of the private room.

Outside the parking lot of the restaurant, an exaggerated and domineering off-road vehicle was parked.

As soon as Song Ruozhi approached, the lights of the off-road vehicle were switched on and replaced with low beams.

"Get in the car, Teacher Song." The voice of the person in the car was low, like the dark night soaked in thick ink, with some mysterious colors.

Song Ruozhi gave the people in the car a cold look, and handed over his bag: "Next time, change the car, this one is a bit too personal."

"This car has been to many places with me, and it's very smooth to drive. Mr. Song seems to be in a bad mood today."

The man took out a cigar from the wallet at hand, and seeing Song Ruozhi frowned, he put the cigar down quickly.

"Song Ling, you've been marked."

Song Ruozhi's words made the man's hand on the steering wheel slightly stagnant.

"I told you to be optimistic about him. That's how you see it." Song Ruozhi's expression didn't change much, but there was resentment in his words.

"When he was at school, he wasn't marked."

Song Ruozhi snorted coldly when he heard the words, and said, "Enigma really doesn't have a good thing."

"Yes, Teacher Song is right..."

The man smiled helplessly, his deep eyes slightly closed, with a faint blue tone.He looked at the lights of the building not far away, and suddenly felt envious of the Enigma who could mark Song Ling.

Enigma is born with aloofness that is different from ordinary people. He doesn't say anything on the surface, but he dislikes everyone in his heart, and rarely marks people.

This bastard was quick to strike, and marked Song Ling in such a short time.

How unbearable it must be.

When Luo Wenchuan came back, only Song Ling was left in the room.

The tie was untied and placed by the table, the neckline was slightly open, revealing some reddish traces.

Luo Wenchuan quietly admired the masterpiece he left behind for a while before walking over.

"Brother Ling, Auntie..."

"She went to a meeting."

"We have a meeting so late, won't Brother Ling come over?" Luo Wenchuan sat beside him and asked.

"I won't go, she will take care of these things." After all, Song Ling is not a professional, and it is better to refrain from interfering in many things in the company.

Luo Wenchuan heard what Song Ling said, so he didn't say anything more, just took a glove, and continued to remove crabs for Song Ling.

It doesn't matter if you leave, this person is always here, and I always feel uneasy.

"Eat something yourself."

"Brother Ling eats first."

"If I tell you to eat it, you can eat it, it's not like it's gone."

Song Ling felt that this child was weird, and he couldn't eat two bites every time he ate, so he patronized to pick up food for him, as if he was afraid that he would not be full.

Is he the type to starve himself?

"Um……"

Luo Wenchuan lowered his eyes, he should have agreed, but he still didn't put it in his mouth.

Compared with Enigma's physical strength, Alpha's physical strength is too big. It only has 36 hours, which is not enough to complete the knot.

How about not eating more.

When Song Ling returned home, a black short-haired cat bumped directly into his chest from the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

Song Lingti slipped the cat's nape, put the little thing on the ground, and led Luo Wenchuan to the guest room on the second floor.

"You can sleep here, Auntie has packed up."

Luo Wenchuan looked at the guest room without a trace of life, and asked Song Ling, "Where does Brother Ling sleep?"

"Of course it's my room, it's getting late, remember to go to bed early." Song Ling touched Luo Wenchuan's head, and took the kitten who came in with him into his arms.

"Is it heavy again?" Song Ling muttered while closing the door.

Luo Wenchuan looked at the cat in Song Ling's arms, his face darkened a bit.

This cat was a birthday present from Song Ling's sister. The little thing was completely black, and when placed in a dark place, only two golden eyes could be seen. It was easy to be stepped on.

The cat was delivered in a hurry, and Song Ling was sent to Song County within a few days after he came to the house. Unexpectedly, he recognized him very well, and he was very attached to him every time he came back.

Before leaving, before he had time to name the little guy, the aunt at home kept calling him Xiaohei Xiaohei, and Song Ling simply called him Xiaohei too.

There was a cat's nest in the house, Song Ling just put Xiao Hei into the nest, the little thing jumped onto his bed without even thinking about it.

"Meow-"

Xiao Hei stepped on Song Ling's pillow with two paws, then found a comfortable position and curled up in a ball, looking up at Song Ling with two golden round eyes.

Song Ling looked at such a little thing, and didn't know what to think of, so he suddenly laughed.

After simply going to the bathroom to take a shower, Song Ling fell into bed.

Seeing that Song Ling was lying on the pillow, Xiao Hei burrowed into the quilt, and nestled into a ball on Song Ling's chest, his tail was itching from sweeping back and forth.

The little thing was warm and slippery, like a piece of hot satin. Song Ling stroked the cat for a long time before turning over to sleep.

Beicheng University may be assigned assignments even on weekends, and there are only two long holidays where they can take a good rest and sleep in.

Song Ling thinks this way every time he is on vacation, but the biological clock he has cultivated over the years has never given him a chance to sleep in.

When I woke up in the morning, the sky outside the window was not yet bright, it was foggy, and the whole city was very foggy.

Song Ling moved the kitten sleeping on his shoulder to a place, and was about to go downstairs to find something to eat, when he opened the door, he saw Luo Wenchuan sitting on the ground with his back leaning against the door and hugging his knees.

"Brother Ling..."

Seeing Song Ling going out, Luo Wenchuan was a little flustered.Judging by this posture, it is estimated that he has been leaning outside his door all night.

"Why don't you go back to sleep." Song Ling squatted down and asked.

When Luo Wenchuan was asked this question, his eyes immediately turned red: "I, can't sleep alone."

Some grievances can be tolerated when no one asks, but once someone asks, they can no longer bear it alone.Luo Wenchuan's tears couldn't stop falling down, no matter how hard he wiped them off, he couldn't wipe them clean, and couldn't hold them back.

Long-term use of sleep aids had already developed tolerance in the body. Without Song Ling's pheromone soothing, he could stay up all night.Originally, Song Ling's clothes could also be used to suffer, but since Song Ling was marked, the pheromone left on the clothes is no longer useful.

The loneliness that was about to overwhelm his soul and the desire to be comforted tortured him all the time, and only by constantly getting closer could this feeling be lessened.

Song Ling looked at the crying person on the ground, and his heart was almost melted by the child's pitiful eyes.

How could this little thing be so pitiful.He is clearly an Enigma, how can he make himself look like a lost dog every day.

There was a green and bitter smell of alcohol in his nose, Song Ling wiped the tears on Luo Wenchuan's face, and asked him, "You know how to climb the bed, why were you so good yesterday."

Luo Wenchuan's words stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to say: "I'm afraid of you, angry..."

It was because he was afraid that he would be angry.

Song Ling looked at the person in front of him, sighed and picked him up from the ground.

"Brother Ling..."

"Sleep well, and follow me to see Professor Li's students in the afternoon." Song Ling put him on the bed and lay down himself.

The person in his arms was flattered, Luo Wenchuan buried his face in Song Ling's chest, and asked him after a long time: "Brother Ling, can I sleep with you in the future."

Feeling the pheromones in his breath becoming sweeter, Song Ling suddenly realized that the pheromones of Luo Wenchuan seemed to be able to follow his mood.It was quite bitter just now, but now it smells much better.

"No."

As soon as this sentence fell, the originally sweet aroma of the wine immediately took on a sour taste.

"Brother Ling, I promise I won't do anything, just sleep. From now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do. Don't drive me away, okay?"

Luo Wenchuan hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that Song Ling would regret kicking him out of bed.

Song Ling felt that this person's attitude was somewhat humble. He was angry with Luo Wenchuan, angry that this little thing had silently decomposed into Enigma, and dared to attack him, but he never drove him away. mean.

This person was picked up by himself back then, he couldn't just like Luo Wenchuan's obedient side, and wanted to throw him away when he saw his fangs bared, this kind of liking was too superficial.

"what can you do?"

"Can do anything."

As Luo Wenchuan said, his paws suddenly touched Song Ling's body.

This probe suddenly caught a slippery cat.Xiao Hei yelled, and slid under the bed.

"It, why is it sleeping here?" Luo Wenchuan raised his eyes to look at Song Ling, as if asking Song Ling why he couldn't sleep here.

"It's a cat, so it can't sleep anywhere? Why do you care about a kitten when you're so big?"

"Then, I want to sleep here too."

Seemingly dissatisfied with Song Ling's answer, Luo Wenchuan's paws on Song Ling's waist became more and more uneasy.

Alpha's energy was already high in the morning, but now that he was teased by the person in his arms, he completely revived without any sleepiness.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have let the puppy go to bed. How could a kitten be good?

Song Ling's eyes flickered, and he reached out to lift Luo Wenchuan's chin, stroked his soft lips with his thumb, and asked, "Are all Enigmas like you?"

Luo Wenchuan raised his head and showed his entire neck in front of Song Ling. He opened his lips and said, "It's Enigma, and it's also Brother Ling's Enigma. Whatever Brother Ling asks me to do, I will do."

His sincere and pious gaze made Song Ling's whole heart entangled in a web of loyalty and admiration.

Looking at such a person, I couldn't help but have other thoughts in my heart.

The book says that Enigma's physical strength is far superior to that of Alpha, and everyone has a strong mentality. Even Song Ling admires people who are stronger and better than himself.

He was very curious about the real strength of a crying Enigma like Luo Wenchuan.

"Have you ever participated in physical training?" Song Ling asked suddenly.

"No……"

Luo Wenchuan lowered his eyes, hiding all the emotions in his eyes under his eyelashes.Before his splitting, his physical strength was rarely comparable to that of Alpha. Now that his splitting has been completed, if he participates in the competition, he will basically be the one who is banned.

The reason why he was willing to pretend to be trash in front of Song Ling was simply because he enjoyed this state very much.Apart from acting like a baby to the Omega who gave birth to him, only in front of Song Ling would he choose such a docile and well-behaved state.

Most people will choose to submit to the stronger side, only Enigma will submit to the lover.At this moment, he is willing to surrender to Song Ling, to be a vicious dog and a sharp gun to fight wherever he wants.

"Try it another day, let me see your limit." Song Ling's voice was a little low, and when it came to people's ears, it had a different color.

"Brother Ling, do you want to try my limit?"

Luo Wenchuan looked at Song Ling, a pair of dark pupils contained the calmness before the storm.

Song Ling didn't know that the "limit" in Luo Wenchuan's mouth had been secretly changed, so he raised his brows slightly, giving him a very expectant look.

The author says:

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