As long as Song Ling is happy, he doesn't mind if things stay the same.
He was greeted with an affectionate "baby" and the pheromones of a strange Omega.
Before differentiation, Enigma's perception of pheromones is not very strong. The fact that it can smell them proves that the pheromones are very strong.
Song Ling was covered in Omega pheromones; he must have just seen someone.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, there was a little accident."
Before Luo Wenchuan could speak, Song Ling explained that he knew Luo Wenchuan was meticulous and could sometimes be unhappy about trivial matters.
"It's alright." Luo Wenchuan looked at him obediently.
"I'll take you to eat first."
Song Ling took Luo Wenchuan's hand and led him towards the city center.
.
Even after 10:30 p.m., the northern part of the city was still brightly lit.
The streets were bustling with traffic, never quiet for a moment.
Luo Wenchuan didn't really like eating with Song Ling. Compared to these meaningless activities, he preferred something more direct, something that could send pheromones straight to his limbs.
But Song Ling's ability to open this door is so difficult to grasp.
Luo Wenchuan looked down at the steak cut into small pieces on his plate, but didn't have much of an appetite. His spoon was accidentally knocked over, and as he bent down to pick it up, he noticed Song Ling's spotless leather boots.
He had waited too long. Song Ling rarely had holidays, and he didn't know when they would see each other again.
As Luo Wenchuan thought of this, the light in his eyes flickered.
He pushed the spoon towards Song Ling's feet, crawled under the table, and whispered, "Brother Ling, don't move."
Song Ling obediently didn't move. Luo Wenchuan picked up the spoon, and the next moment he suddenly looked up and accidentally bumped into the table.
Hearing the commotion, Song Ling moved her chair back and looked down at Luo Wenchuan under the table.
Without noticing, the hand resting on the table swept its own fork off.
Luo Wenchuan didn't rush to take care of himself. He just picked up the fork that Song Ling had dropped and crawled out from the direction where Song Ling was sitting.
"Brother Ling, here's your fork."
Luo Wenchuan knelt on the ground, holding Song Ling's legs, and handed her a silver fork. Her moist eyes appeared even more innocent and clear under the soft light, like a newborn fawn in the forest.
Song Ling looked down at the person sitting on her lap and suddenly felt a dryness in her throat.
He's a normal Alpha; he wouldn't be indifferent to someone he likes, but...
Luo Wenchuan could tell that Song Ling was trying to restrain himself again. This person seemed to really enjoy suppressing human desires, and he wondered what kind of satisfaction he could get after restraining himself.
However, he was the complete opposite of Song Ling; for him, only indulgence brought the greatest pleasure.
This is a restaurant on a high floor; if something happens here, no one will see it.
"Brother Ling."
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Luo Wenchuan called out softly, then placed the fork into Song Ling's palm.
The moment their palms touched, Song Ling clenched his fingers tightly.
Before anyone could react, Luo Wenchuan was lifted up by Song Ling and placed on her lap.
"Does your head hurt?" Song Ling asked him.
Luo Wenchuan shook his head, noticed that Song Ling's eyes were a little strange, and after a moment of reaction, nodded again.
Seeing Luo Wenchuan's half-hearted expression, Song Ling smiled and asked, "Then, why doesn't it hurt anymore?"
"Yes, Brother Ling, can I have a kiss?"
These words were spoken so softly they were barely audible, yet Luo Wenchuan's face quickly turned red from his ears to the roots of his neck.
The shy look of a child is the most innocent and beautiful, and it stirred Song Ling's heart.
"Just a kiss?"
"Um……"
Luo Wenchuan looked up at him, extremely uneasy. His face showed anxiety, but inwardly he couldn't help but roll his eyes. If Song Ling had any temper, he would have pinned him against the glass by now.
This person is so clueless.
Looking into Song Ling's smiling, affectionate eyes, Luo Wenchuan suddenly felt unsure how long he could keep up the act. He was calculating, pondering whether Song Ling would throw him off the sixteenth floor if he did something now.
If only he had already completed his differentiation.
With highly compatible pheromones as a lure, he didn't believe Song Ling could still restrain herself.
Before anything happened between the two, the sound of several men arguing suddenly came from outside.
The sound wasn't quiet, and Luo Wenchuan could sense that Song Ling's attention had been clearly drawn to it.
This person is quick to react when watching a spectacle.
Seeing that Song Ling's hand loosened, Luo Wenchuan tightened his grip on his hand and fell into his arms.
"Brother Ling..."
Luo Wenchuan's voice was slightly uneven, and his breathing was also a little irregular.
Is this child sick?
Song Ling lifted Luo Wenchuan's chin, making him look into her eyes.
"uncomfortable?"
Luo Wenchuan's eyes were filled with fear, and his eyelashes trembled a few times. He lowered his head and said timidly, "It's possible... that we're about to enter the differentiation period."
"Differentiation period?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ling's eyes lit up with joy. He had been consulting about glandular defects these past few days, and the information he had gathered told him that differentiation was very difficult for most Omegas with glandular defects. It was a good thing that Luo Wenchuan had such a premonition.
When did this happen?
Song Ling put his arm around Luo Wenchuan's waist, helping him sit more steadily. Luo Wenchuan was about to differentiate, and nothing could be more delightful than this. He was genuinely happy for this person.
Luo Wenchuan whispered, "It's intermittent, and I always have this feeling whenever I'm around you."
"By my side."
Suddenly, Song Ling understood something. Alpha pheromones have an inducing effect on Omega. Excessively strong Alpha pheromones can induce premature maturation of Omega glands and can also serve as an adjunct treatment for Omega with differentiation difficulties.
"You can already smell my pheromones, right?" Song Ling asked him.
Luo Wenchuan nodded without opening his mouth.
Song Ling stroked his head and said, "It's probably because my pheromones have taken effect on you, so you feel this way. It's a good thing, but it's not very pleasant."
"Pheromone?"
Luo Wenchuan seemed completely confused, blinking his eyes, which were illuminated by the gentle light, as if he were pondering the meaning of Song Ling's words.
Seeing that Luo Wenchuan was having some difficulty understanding, Song Ling explained, "In other words, the longer you spend with me and the closer you get, the more likely there is to be a breakdown in our relationship."
"Really?" Luo Wenchuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, as if he had heard something he had never heard of before.
"Yes, I told you to study hard before, it seems someone is disobeying me."
Song Ling deliberately said something, and pulled the leg under Luo Wenchuan back a little, allowing Luo Wenchuan to get closer to her.
"I didn't mean to not look." Luo Wenchuan looked at Song Ling with a trembling gaze, like a child who had done something wrong, as if observing whether he was angry.
Song Ling was completely bewildered by Luo Wenchuan's animal-like behavior.
Luo Wenchuan seemed a little uncomfortable under Song Ling's gaze, his hands unsure of where to go, finally landing on Song Ling's sleeve.
Beneath the black leather armbands were firm arms that exuded warmth.
The little rabbit's paws landed on it haphazardly, without any pattern, which made Song Ling feel a little uneasy.
Luo Wenchuan could sense that the pheromones of peach blossoms in the air were a bit stronger, but still not enough. In terms of sheer intensity, the pheromones released were strongest when Song Ling was in her most sensitive period.
The peach blossoms were at their sweetest and most alluring back then.
If it were there, Song Ling could be...
The little rabbit's gaze was unfocused, and there wasn't a trace of joy on its lips.
"Why aren't you happy to hear that you can differentiate?"
Sometimes Song Ling also wanted to understand what was on Luo Wenchuan's mind that made him always have his eyebrows furrowed.
Luo Wenchuan withdrew his hand, remained silent for a while, and then spoke: "I... I don't have a very good sense of smell. I don't know if it's because of a defect in my glands."
"Smell?"
Of the five senses—sight, hearing, taste, touch, and feeling—the most convenient way for pheromones to be transmitted to the human body is through the sense of smell. Unfortunately, Luo Wenchuan has a poor sense of smell, so he's left with only his sense of taste.
Song Ling looked at the little rabbit in front of her, thought for a while, picked up a refreshing candy from the table, unwrapped it, and brought it to Luo Wenchuan's lips.
Luo Wenchuan looked at it, and the next second he opened his mouth and put the candy in his mouth, along with half of Song Ling's fingertip.
"What does it taste like?"
Song Ling was somewhat surprised by Luo Wenchuan's reaction.
"It's... a peach blossom."
Luo Wenchuan narrowed his eyes, his white teeth slightly closed. In that instant, he felt a very strange sensation that traveled through the space between his index fingers to Song Ling's sensory center.
A note from the author:
Here it comes!
Thanks to the landmine from "falling down leaves under the cherry tree"—