After being marked by Enigma with O

When will our little wolf dog be weaned?

Luo Wenchuan didn't respond to him, but stubbornly wrapped his arms around Song Ling's waist, and buried his face in his neck.

Most of the time when the child is silent, he is sulking, otherwise he would not know what kind of nasty words to spit out with his usual shameless energy.

Song Ling took Luo Wenchuan's hand, and placed a kiss on his palm: "Except for you and me, everyone else in this world is just passing through. Come today and leave tomorrow, what are you doing with the jealousy of those people? You're not wasting yourself for nothing. time?"

Song Ling's words are always firm and sincere, giving people a full sense of security.

Every time Luo Wenchuan heard Song Ling say these things, he felt that those dark days in the past were for the sake of seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mists today.

Such a person is born in the bright place, dazzling and radiant.Even if he is in his arms every day, he is afraid of being missed.

"Brother Ling..."

"Ok?"

"From now on, can you just look at me?"

"Ah."

"Just smile at me."

"it is good."

This bastard is quite protective of food, and he still cares about things after marking.

Song Ling didn't quite understand why this Xiaodong was always insecure, but the more he got in touch with him, the more he could understand where this worry about gain and loss came from.

When he was young, no matter how others scolded him as a child without a father, Ms. Song and Miss Song always brought the child who caused the accident to the door directly to find the parents.Then come back and tell him in a serious manner, men are unreliable, and Alpha is even more of a jerk.

Luo Wenchuan was raised by others as a child, and was raised as a flawed Omega for so many years. Without parents to rely on, even if he is loved, he has no confidence.

In essence, this little thing is really like a puppy, like a stray dog ​​wandering around. After finally finding a home, he still feels uneasy, for fear that he will be abandoned again.

"You've changed your clothes, aren't you planning to go out?" Song Ling squeezed Luo Wenchuan's chin, and looked at the little thing's eyes that were about to cry again.

"Just a little while longer."

Luo Wenchuan arched his head, leaned against Song Ling's neck again, and hid in his arms, like a flower that would wither and die if he lost his embrace.

The sharp canine teeth gently brushed against the scabbed bite marks, and when pheromones came from the tip of his tongue, Luo Wenchuan suddenly realized something.

It's not that Song Ling needs him, but he needs Song Ling.

Song Ling and his pheromones seemed to have penetrated into his blood, deeply entangled and inseparable.

It turned out that he needed Song Ling from the beginning to the end.

His teeth bit Song Ling's neck gently, and Luo Wenchuan's fingertips landed on Song Ling's heart: "Brother Ling, is this place still swollen?"

Song Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a meaningful smile in his eyes, and he sighed helplessly: "When will our little wolf dog be weaned?"

"talk later……"

The hem of the shirt was stretched up to his heart, and Song Ling's heart trembled at the cool dog's paw.

When the two came out of the cubicle, Luo Wenchuan kept holding his palms together like a shy little daughter-in-law.

As soon as Song Ling sat back in his seat, Jiang Xizhou and Assistant Wang looked at him obviously differently from before.

This matter is not too much to think about, after all, few people deal with a pair of trousers for more than half an hour.

"Where did it go?" Song Ling asked.

Only then did Jiang Xizhou react, and continued to talk about business.

The few people sat together until late at night, originally planning to have a meal together, but Jiang Xizhou received a call request and had to miss the appointment.

"I'm sorry, I'll invite you in a few days." Jiang Xizhou smiled sheepishly, and the relationship between the few people somehow got closer because of an accident.

Song Ling came here in Assistant Wang's car. When he returned, the warm-colored windows on both sides of the street were lit. Song Ling saw Luo Wenchuan staring at the shops on both sides, so he asked Assistant Wang to drive back first, and took Luo Wenchuan with him. Wen Chuan walked to the company to drive.

The moment when the lights are on is when this busy city really wakes up. The city that gave birth to Song Ling has different aspects just like Song Ling.

"Want to go shopping?" Song Ling asked.

Luo Wenchuan nodded, and the two walked from the coffee shop to the company along the street.

In such a place as the Imperial City, there are countless high-rise buildings, and it is obvious at a glance which one is the product of investment.

The operation of top-level capital is very complicated, and the scope of its involvement is far beyond what people can imagine.

Song Ling grew up in the disputes of several big companies, and after seeing a lot of these, he dislikes doing business even more.Although the current good life cannot be separated from this circle, he never gave up the opportunity to correct and change.

"Will Brother Ling inherit Qinghe?" Luo Wenchuan looked at the tall buildings in the distance and asked.

Song Ling thought about it, and said to him, "Maybe, but I won't be the backbone."

"Why, Brother Ling is obviously very powerful." Luo Wenchuan's eyes were full of admiration and admiration, and when he looked at Song Ling, he was always in a state of admiration.

Song Ling thought about it for a while, and said to him: "I like to see things on the surface, and I tend to listen to one side and believe in another, and act emotionally. From what I know about myself, I should not be a qualified businessman."

Compared with hoarding capital in the business circle where interests are fighting, Song Ling prefers to live in the military.In the near future, Qinghe will be taken over by his eldest sister. As a member who occasionally votes in the shareholders' meeting, this arrangement is the most appropriate.

"Brother Ling is not like that. He should be sincere, upright, possess strong self-control and empathy."

"Is that what you said?"

"Correct."

Luo Wenchuan responded very seriously. Song Ling was different from many people. He grew up in a business circle where layers of different dyes were dyed, but he stubbornly grew into the appearance he pursued.

Businessmen are always disadvantaged, and in the end they tend to pursue capital too much and become insatiable.

Song Ling just didn't have this kind of greed in his heart, and there would be no difference between a few hundred million and a few tens of dollars in this person's hands.What he wants to live and who he wants to be, never just thinks about it.

Life in Beicheng University was not easy. Although Song Ling was still a member of the students, the tasks he had performed in this year were already unimaginably arduous for ordinary people.

Lost contact with the outside world, licking blood on the edge of the knife.

Song Ling has never been a prince, he has his own ideals and beliefs, such a person is the most indestructible, and also the easiest to admire.

Looking at Song Ling, Luo Wenchuan seemed to see a bright sun that would never return. The light on his body was so dazzling that it was enough to illuminate his dark past.

"Your mouth, when did you become so good at talking?" This little bastard used to stutter when speaking, but these two days are quite different. Does the exchange of pheromones still have this effect?

"I spoke so fast because I always thought so in my heart." Luo Wenchuan took Song Ling's arm and asked him, "Brother Ling, do you believe me? One day I will walk side by side with you. I am willing to do for you whatever you don’t like or don’t want to do.”

These words sounded very touching, Song Ling couldn't help but hooked his lips, and reached out to touch Luo Wenchuan's head twice: "You have such awareness, why don't you turn on the lamp and study day and night, huh?"

This bastard is like a little wolf dog who is in heat all the time, and he doesn't know how long he can be serious.

"It's got to be a combination of work and rest."

Luo Wenchuan blinked twice, with such innocent and pure eyes, no one would have thought that this loyal and cute puppy would be a lonely and cunning wolf.

Miss Song has been busy repairing the system abroad for the past few days, and Assistant Wang and several senior executives have been busy with Qinghe's related matters.

After several comparisons, the two companies that Jiang Xizhou originally planned for are actually similar.The only difference is that Lin Fenghe, Twilight's president, is from Lincheng, which is the largest ancient city in the imperial capital, and the pace of life is surprisingly slow.

Lin Fenghe's background is very simple. His family runs medical equipment. He is a somewhat wealthy prince. He probably wanted to leave the family business on a whim, so he came to the imperial capital.

Song Ling asked Assistant Wang to send a message to Lin Fenghe's assistant, and he received a reply within half a day.

The two made an appointment to meet at a bar on the South Street of the Imperial Capital.

Song Ling looked at the place Lin Fenghe had chosen, and he knew a thing or two about this person's orientation.

On the day of the appointment, Song Ling arranged for Luo Wenchuan to follow Assistant Wang to another company for investigation.After packing up by myself, I went to South Street alone.

The spotless SUV entered the parking lot, and the sound of leather boots hitting the ground gave Song Ling a sense of joy in carrying out a mission.

This bar on South Street is a gathering place for many top A's.The clerk is a light-weight male Omega, dressed in a match with the other.

Song Ling tried her best not to be conspicuous, and only wore a casual black shirt. Even so, she couldn't stop her good figure.

As soon as he entered the store, he was stalked by a clerk in a maid outfit.

"Brother, this is your first time here. Would you like me to introduce our wine?" The clerk said these two words, and his whole body almost stuck to Song Ling's arm.

In addition to the smell of alcohol in the air, there was the smell of pheromones from various Omega. Song Ling glanced at the clerk, said "Looking for someone" and went to the corridor inside.

The door of the private room was opened, and the person on the sofa was whispering to the clerk sitting in his arms with his head bowed.

The buttons under Lin Fenghe's neck were not fastened properly, and his strong chest fell into people's sight at a glance.

Not knowing what was being discussed, the little clerk's cheeks were flushed, and the rabbit ears on the top of his head trembled.

Lin Fenghe looks young, and has thin lips and peach blossom eyes, which can be regarded as a more attractive type.If he hadn't checked in advance, Song Ling might have subconsciously regarded this person as an Omega.

Lin Fenghe seemed to have discovered Song Ling, and his eyes fell on Song Ling. Song Ling's body looked neat, but there was something inexplicably intriguing in this neatness.

Especially the waist, it looks good to hug.

"When you come to this kind of place, does Eldest Young Master Song still wear a restraining ring?" Lin Fenghe looked at Song Ling with a somewhat ambiguous smile in his eyes.

The metal ring on the neck has tried its best to look like an ornament, but some people still see through it at a glance.

"To prevent delays in business, my self-control is not very strong." Song Ling smiled lightly and sat on the sofa beside him.

This kind of place where pheromones are mixed is not too safe.

"There are so many business matters." Lin Fenghe glanced at the clerk beside him, and the clerk sat next to Song Ling with a winking look.

"Smoking a cigarette, brother." The clerk took out a pack of cigarettes from his waist, and Song Ling waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.

Seeing Song Ling's serious appearance, Lin Fenghe couldn't help but want to tease this person: "Eldest Young Master doesn't like smoking, or he just doesn't like him."

When the clerk heard what Lin Fenghe said, the expression on his face froze slightly.

"I don't smoke." Song Ling said.

Hearing what Song Ling said, Lin Fenghe suddenly realized: "I forgot, there is such a rule in Beicheng."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the clerk next to Song Ling: "You go down too, let's talk about business."

"Okay." The clerk said and called the others out.

After Lin Fenghe and the others went out, they said to Song Ling: "Actually, it's quite boring. These people are smiling, and they don't know what they think of me."

Hearing this, Song Ling said, "Boss Lin is well worth the money to buy a smiling face. No one can tell what's going on in his heart."

"I like to hear that." Lin Fenghe said, his gaze fell on Song Ling, "Where is Young Master Song going tonight?"

"go home."

"Going home is so boring, why don't you come with me." Seeing that Song Ling was unmoved, Lin Fenghe lowered his voice and continued, "My skills are quite good, try with me."

Lin Fenghe's straightforwardness caught Song Ling by surprise.

"Boss Lin, I'm Alpha."

"I know that Alphas are interesting. I haven't tried the taste of conquering Alphas yet." Lin Fenghe's eyes never left Song Ling's waist. This person is a top Alpha, and his physical fitness should be first-class. I don't know what it's like.

"I'm not……"

"You're not, I can be, I don't have any opinion on who takes the initiative, as long as this kind of thing is comfortable." Lin Fenghe's eyes were bent, as if he had found some treasure, and he didn't even care about this kind of principle.

The more Song Ling ignored him about this kind of thing, the more Lin Fenghe liked it.

Song Ling did not continue this topic, but only put the documents he brought on the table.

As soon as Lin Fenghe saw the document, he became discouraged: "I've finished reading it, and you have to respond to me, so let's treat it as a reward for reading it."

The man talked to himself, and after he finished speaking, he really picked up the document and read it carefully.

Seeing him playing petty temper, Song Ling thought it was quite funny for a while.

Lin Fenghe's thoughts flew quickly, and he had more nasty words than Luo Wenchuan. After a conversation, if Song Ling didn't keep pulling back, this person would be able to ask clearly about his measurements.

Seeing that the business was almost finished, Lin Fenghe was not in a hurry to reply, and asked him with puckered lips: "If I don't agree with your conditions today, will you stop looking for me in the future?"

"Buying and selling can't make benevolence and righteousness exist."

"That won't work, you definitely won't look for me, I'm so annoying to you today." Lin Fenghe lowered his head and thought for a while, and said to him, "You can accompany me, let's play billiards, how can a man not have a nightlife."

As soon as this was said, Song Ling's terminal rang.

Song Ling lowered his head and glanced, it was a call request from Luo Wenchuan.

"It's a good match." Lin Fenghe said sourly, when Song Ling's eyes looked at him, they were not so gentle.

"If you don't answer, the other party will be angry." Lin Fenghe reminded him.

"Wait a minute." Song Ling got up and walked out the door.

Seeing him leave, Lin Fenghe stood up and said to him, "Remember to come back, I'll wait for you."

It's not an exaggeration to describe this tone as charming, and it confused the assistant who was coming in with the wine.

"Boss Lin, you are talking about business, why do you make yourself look like an Omega who has come to combine heat." The little assistant put down the drink, closed the door tightly, and asked.

Lin Fenghe's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "What do you know, I see him like this."

"Really?"

The author says:

Here comes ovo;

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

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