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Luo Wenchuan's eyes flickered, and the pretended ignorance covered the inner desire.This blunt, pure gaze is the easiest to take lightly.

Seeing that he was busy, Song Ling had a thin layer of sweat on his neck. He reached out and took out the remote control of the air conditioner from the pillow and handed it to him: "If you are hot, turn on the air conditioner in the bedroom."

Song Ling's voice softened a lot, and he didn't know how to respond to Luo Wenchuan at the moment.Maybe this person is just grateful to him, gratitude and liking are easily confused, Song Ling doesn't want Luo Wenchuan to have a psychological burden.He didn't want Luo Wenchuan, a simple boy, to have his sexual orientation influenced by him.

After all, many male Omegas like women, maybe a well-behaved person like Luo Wenchuan would prefer gentle and cute girls.

air conditioner.

Luo Wenchuan remembered that this rental house only had an air conditioner in the living room, but when he looked up, he found a brand new small wall-mounted air conditioner on the opposite wall.

"Why did you suddenly turn on the air conditioner in the bedroom?" Luo Wenchuan couldn't help asking, he knew he shouldn't ask casually, but he had a strong premonition in his heart telling him that Song Ling's sudden act of turning on the air conditioner must have something to do with him.

He wanted to know, and wanted Song Ling to tell the reason himself.

"The wind range of the vertical air conditioner in the living room is not large enough, so I installed one in the house."

Song Ling didn't have the nerve to tell him that the reason for turning on the air conditioner was because they were a little hot when they slept together that night.He usually lives here alone, and the wind from the living room can blow over with the bedroom door open.But for some reason, he still put the plan of installing an air conditioner in the bedroom on the agenda.

What if Luo Wenchuan would come to live again? Thinking of this, Song Ling was suddenly taken aback by his own thoughts.

Why did he expect Luo Wenchuan to come over so much.

The sound of the air conditioner turning on brought Feiyuan back from his thoughts. Luo Wenchuan probably hadn't eaten yet when he came to deliver something at this point.Song Ling glanced at Luo Wenchuan, then pointed to the living room: "There is a snack on the table, I bought it from Yonghua Street, you can try it."

Luo Wenchuan obediently brought over the bag of snacks, these paper bags were quite heavy, and Song Ling said to try it, at least it weighed about ten catties.

"Try it, this is peach blossom cake, this is pineapple cake."

Song Ling stuffed several pieces of dim sum into Luo Wenchuan's hands at once. Luo Wenchuan looked at it for a while, then squeezed the peach blossom crisps and took a bite.This snack is full of peach blossom flavor, and the delicate petals are very sweet on the lips and tongue. His eyes fell on Song Ling, and he quickly looked away.

"Is it delicious?" Song Ling asked.

Luo Wenchuan took several mouthfuls of snacks that were half the size of a palm. How could this person eat so meticulously?

Luo Wenchuan nodded: "It's delicious..."

"Then eat more, I can't finish it all by myself." Song Ling pushed all the snack bags in front of Luo Wenchuan.

Luo Wenchuan looked at the big bag in front of him, and asked him, "It's expensive, these."

Luo Wenchuan had been to this store before, and most of the students bought it on a case-by-case basis, and only Song Ling bought it for about ten catties.

"It's not that expensive, how expensive can a few dim sum be?" Song Ling usually didn't ask for the price of something in front of Luo Wenchuan, he was afraid that if he said it, the person wouldn't eat it.

Luo Wenchuan heard what Song Ling said, so he stopped asking.

Preoccupied, but it seems deliberate.

Seeing Luo Wenchuan sitting by the bed and eating quietly, Song Ling began to tell this person about the business history of this store.

It was a boring and inspirational entrepreneurial story, but Luo Wenchuan listened to it in its entirety.He is a good listener, even if he doesn't listen to a word, he will act serious and fascinated, which will make the other party's desire to tell a steady stream.

Song Ling liked Luo Wenchuan's well-behaved appearance very much, but he didn't want him to lower his eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye in front of others.

There is nothing wrong with being gentle, but what is bad is bad. In this world, there are good people who cherish gentleness, and there are also cowards who trample on gentleness at will.

"Wen Chuan."

"Ok?"

"Move here and live with Brother Ling."

Luo Wenchuan bit Taohuasu's lips, and when Song Ling said these words, he froze for a moment.His gaze towards Song Ling moved slightly, and the next moment Song Ling reached out and took the half piece of peach blossom cake in his mouth.

"Speak up, your character will definitely be bullied in the dormitory. You should move in and live with me. My two houses are far away from the school, and I have to pay so much rent, water and electricity for nothing. You can still help out when you come here Rice, I can bring you rice back."

"You do not want it?"

"No, I...go ask." Luo Wenchuan lowered his head, his ears were very red.

This person seemed to be easily shy, Song Ling grinned, and stuffed half of the peach blossom pastry into his mouth.

Looking at Song Ling's bulging cheeks, Luo Wenchuan pursed his lips.

Song Ling was always able to seduce people inadvertently.

What's worse, after the teasing started, it stopped there.

At the beginning, Song Ling was a little worried about Luo Wenchuan moving here to live with him. After all, one is Alpha and the other is Omega.No matter in terms of living habits or physiological habits, there will always be differences.

Song Ling doesn't like to get along with people. Generally, if he gets along with someone he doesn't like a few times, he won't take the initiative to associate with them again.

There were a lot of things to worry about, but when Luo Wenchuan really moved here, Song Ling realized that his quality of life had almost improved.

Both of them like to get up early, but neither like to stay up late.Every day at 05:30, Song Ling could always smell the aroma of breakfast on time, and if he pretended not to get up, Luo Wenchuan would come over and call him in a soft voice.

Someone cooks the rice, someone sweeps the ground, someone waters the flowers on the balcony, and someone changes the surface to sunbathe the potted plants one by one.

Song Ling used to wash clothes by throwing all the clothes except socks and underwear into the washing machine at once.Luo Wenchuan is different, he will pick out everything, light colors and dark colors cannot be washed together, coats and pajamas cannot be washed together.In addition, wash socks, underwear and the like in separate small basins.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was only one washing machine at home, Song Ling even felt that Luo Wenchuan could classify them further.

An Omega like him seems to be born to serve others.

Song Ling suddenly felt that being with this person seemed pretty good. Luo Wenchuan was simple-minded and good-looking, but he was easy to be bullied.He is with himself as a top A, and it happens to be protected.

"Wen Chuan, what reason did you use to apply for day school?" The person who was doing the question asked, Song Ling wanted to apply for day school a long time ago, but their head teacher was so tired that he didn't agree.I figured that after my arm was healed, I would have to go back to the six-person room without a single guard.

Luo Wenchuan put down the Lego blueprint in his hand, and raised his head: "Insomnia."

"Insomnia? I've used this reason too, why didn't Lao Li ask me for leave."

Song Ling looked at Luo Wenchuan, thought for a while and suddenly understood why.Such a clever mind like Luo Wenchuan ruined his quality of sleep, who will give them the first place in the Banner competition?

"You good students have privileges." Song Ling said angrily, completely forgetting that he had just rejected several invitations to individual competitions due to force majeure.

Luo Wenchuan didn't answer this question. In the eyes of many people, no amount of ability can compare to a bloodline with a top A.Song Ling, who was pampered and pampered since childhood, would not understand.

The two continued to do their own things.

The terminal on the coffee table suddenly sounded a message notification tone, Luo Wenchuan put away the Lego all over the place, picked up the terminal and handed it to Song Ling.

Song Ling glanced at the terminal in Luo Wenchuan's hand: "Help me take a look. If it's news about membership deductions, unsubscribe for me. I don't have much time to watch movies this year. If you want to watch, leave a message It's okay to wear it."

"it is good."

Luo Wenchuan sat back on the stool, unlocked Song Ling's terminal, and indeed received a deduction message in the message box.Luo Wenchuan unsubscribed from the membership, and was about to exit the information box, when he suddenly found that there were very few messages in Song Ling's information box.

This person should have the habit of deleting information casually.

Luo Wenchuan's eyes fell on a message that looked like a private text message, and he clicked in.

"Want it?"

When the impactful words and pictures fell into his eyes, Luo Wenchuan's eyes sank.Looking at the time, it should be the day when Song Ling's susceptible period came. Was Song Ling's susceptible period marked by this kind of thing?

This size is also embarrassing to take a picture and send it to others.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Luo Wenchuan's lips, and the next moment he forwarded the anonymous message to his own terminal, and without hesitation, clicked to delete the original message on Song Ling's terminal.

He looked up at the person who was working hard on the problem, and began to examine whether this person was really innocent, or just playing tricks behind his back.

What is the probability that a top A will cleanse itself after being split? Luo Wenchuan lowered his eyes, and there was a helpless smile on his face.

"I'll help you, unsubscribe." Luo Wenchuan put the terminal on the table, got up and went into the kitchen.

Song Ling gave a "hmm" and continued to do the simulation questions.

In the three-hour professional exam, Song Ling got a score of 300 out of 260 points. The simulated questions are a bit more difficult than the formal exam questions. If there is no accident, he should have no problem.

Song Ling stretched, and when he looked up, he saw Luo Wenchuan carrying a garbage bag and preparing to go out.

"Let's throw it out at night, there's no need to go down here just to throw out the garbage." Luo Wenchuan is very diligent, and he hasn't had any overnight garbage at home in the few days since he's been here.

Luo Wenchuan put on his shoes, turned his head and smiled with his eyes bent: "There's no more vinegar in the kitchen, I'll go buy some more and throw out the trash along the way."

"Is it gone? Come back early and be safe."

Song Ling usually doesn't go to the kitchen, and he doesn't doubt Song Ling's words.

"I'll pay attention." After Luo Wenchuan finished speaking, he went out with a garbage bag.

After the door was closed, the originally gentle complexion completely cooled down, and the bright and spring-like smile also became indifferent.

He went down the stairs and took out the personal terminal hidden inside from his inner pocket.

"Wenchuan?" The person on the other end of the terminal was a little surprised when he received a call request from Luo Wenchuan.

"Help me find the address of a terminal code, the code has been sent to your terminal."

The other party fell silent, as if checking the code sent by Luo Wenchuan, and it took a while before he opened his mouth.

"I just checked two days ago, am I your tool man?"

"If I remember correctly, I was the one who breached the backend of the terminal last time." Luo Wenchuan reminded her.

"Isn't the code address simpler than breaking into the terminal?"

"If you make another move, you may be suspected."

"You're quite thoughtful."

"You too."

The two of them were like dogs, and no one planned less than the other.

The half bottle of vinegar that was discarded in the trash can fell into his eyes, Luo Wenchuan looked at it for a while, then reached out to cover the lid of the trash can.

Thinking of Song Ling being a good man in front of him, but flirting with other men behind his back, Luo Wenchuan felt restless.

The author says:

#The vinegar in the kitchen is not enough#

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