When the sun is high in the sky, people who are fast asleep are awakened by the glaring light coming from outside the window.
When Song Ling opened his eyes, he found that the curtains were not drawn. When he turned around, he saw Luo Wenchuan's beautiful and delicate face in his arms.
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He had a million questions in his mind, but what was worse was that he wasn't wearing pajamas, and neither was Luo Wenchuan.
The feeling of skin against skin is fucking amazing.
Song Ling glanced under the bed and saw her clothes and pants scattered all over the floor; she had been quite unrestrained in taking them off last night.
He carefully lifted the edge of the blanket, revealing that Luo Wenchuan's face, half-buried under the blanket, had a cut on the corner of his lip.
Broken.
Did he bite him?
What happened last night? Wasn't he with Xu Zhiyi and the others? How did he end up sleeping with Luo Wenchuan?
Just then, the person in my arms stirred.
"Brother Ling." Luo Wenchuan opened his slightly trembling eyelashes, his sleepy eyes meeting Song Ling's bewildered eyes that seemed to question his past and present lives.
Seeing the uneasy yet fearful expression on Luo Wenchuan's face, Song Ling was suddenly startled. He wouldn't be with Luo Wenchuan...
Song Ling subconsciously looked at Luo Wenchuan's neck, and only felt relieved after seeing that his fair and slender neck was intact.
He couldn't mark Luo Wenchuan. Although Luo Wenchuan was an adult, he differentiated late. His undifferentiated Omega glands were forcibly destroyed by Alpha pheromones, which could easily lead to developmental abnormalities.
"We were yesterday..."
"You don't remember."
Luo Wenchuan's eyes drooped slightly, looking like he had been seduced and then abandoned.
Seeing that the man's eyes were red and he was about to cry again, Song Ling quickly interrupted him, saying, "I remember, how could I not remember? It was something I did myself."
He was afraid that if he spoke too late, he would upset Luo Wenchuan again, so he answered very firmly.
But what exactly did he do?
"I thought, I thought Brother Ling didn't want to remember."
An arm under the blanket wrapped around Song Ling's waist, causing Song Ling to pause and freeze.
Should he comfort Luo Wenchuan, or should he comfort himself? He remembered that he seemed to have done nothing, but in fact, he had done everything.
"Did we take the final step yesterday?" Song Ling still forced herself to ask.
This didn't sound very generous of him; logically, a grown man like him shouldn't be asking this. But he had to find out for sure; Luo Wenchuan didn't understand these things, and he couldn't pretend to be ignorant.
Luo Wenchuan lowered his head and muttered in a voice softer than a mosquito's buzz, "You said it was only outside, not until the very end..."
Only outside.
Song Ling frowned. How could he say such vulgar and low-class words?
What else did I say?
Song Ling felt that he was really foul-mouthed, and not only that, he couldn't control his lower body either.
How could someone so young say such a thing to Luo Wenchuan?
"You said you'd only want to be with me, like this."
Luo Wenchuan blinked twice, then looked up. His eyes, sparkling with tiny stars, could melt Song Ling's heart at a glance.
That admiring and loving expression made Song Ling feel uneasy.
This person is definitely doing this for the first time. Although it's also his first time doing this kind of superficial thing with a man, Luo Wenchuan is definitely at a greater disadvantage.
"Are you alright? Did I bite you?" Song Ling asked him.
Luo Wenchuan remained silent, but snuggled closer to Song Ling.
Song Ling felt something wet fall on her chest. Was it a tear?
Luo Wenchuan cried?
Song Ling lifted Luo Wenchuan's head and saw two lines of tears on his face.
"Where did it bite? Let me take a look."
Song Ling's voice was incredibly soft; he was afraid that if he put Luo Wenchuan in his pocket, he would melt away.
Luo Wenchuan shook his head and asked him, "My groin hurts a little, but it's nothing. Will Brother Ling... will he find me repulsive? I haven't differentiated yet, so I can't... can't release pheromones."
Inner thighs...
He actually bit an Omega's leg; he's a real jerk.
"What are you saying? No, that won't happen." Song Ling wiped away his tears and said, "No one will abandon you unless you give up on yourself."
Song Ling didn't quite understand why Luo Wenchuan, who was so outstanding and had countless moments of shining, always belittled himself and acted like a stray dog.
It took a while of comforting him before the tears in Luo Wenchuan's eyes finally dried.
The hangover was causing a headache, so Song Ling tapped her head and went to take a shower.
He smelled slightly of alcohol, but there wasn't any sticky evidence left behind. I guess... the evidence probably all got on Luo Wen.
Song Ling took a deep breath, her mind a little fuzzy.
In this kind of situation, he needs to be calmer than Luo Wenchuan, otherwise what will Luo Wenchuan do?
As an Omega, he's definitely more panicked than I am.
When Song Ling came out, Luo Wenchuan was still curled up in bed.
When a person is nestled in a soft blanket, it's easy to lose sight of them. This was the first time Song Ling had ever seen someone who seemed so fragile that they would break at the slightest touch.
It makes you want to cherish him and treat him well.
"Do you want to take a shower? I'll take a look at your legs."
He had to check how badly Luo Wenchuan had been bitten.
"I……"
Luo Wenchuan turned to look at Song Ling, his eyes reddening even more.
You can't help him; he has nothing on his legs, it will give him away.
A note from the author:
#What's good about Song Ling?#
#LingGe, I'm an adult now#
Thanks to the landmine from "falling down leaves under the cherry tree"—
Thanks to "白茶悸", "一燕不成夏", "54310202", and "非异常人" for providing the nutrient solution.
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Chapter 14
Chapter 14
He genuinely liked Luo Wenchuan.
However, the tender look in Song Ling's eyes was so endearing that it made one want to get closer.
"Brother Ling, my leg hurts a bit. Can you help me inside?" Luo Wenchuan asked softly, burying half his face in the blanket.
"Why do you always ask 'can I?' What is it that is not allowed between you and me? Just say it directly next time."
This person always lives very cautiously.
Just as Song Ling was about to go to the bedside, she realized that Luo Wenchuan was not wearing any clothes. She turned around, took out a bathrobe from the closet, wrapped him up, and pulled him into her arms.
This child looks thin, but he's actually quite heavy to hold.
Luo Wenchuan nestled in the other's arms, his eyes trembling slightly.
Looking at his timid and weak appearance, Song Ling suddenly found him somewhat adorable.
What would happen to this Omega who can't even open a soy sauce bottle? What would happen if he were gone?
He was placed on a small stool in the bathroom. Luo Wenchuan reached up and adjusted his bathrobe, looking up at Song Ling: "I can do it myself."
"Are you sure you can do it? Don't force yourself." Song Ling confirmed again.
Luo Wenchuan nodded and nudged him, saying, "You can go do your own thing."
"Remember to call me if you need any help."
Song Ling smiled gently. He handed Luo Wenchuan a towel, adjusted the water temperature for him, and then gently closed the bathroom door.
Luo Wenchuan watched quietly as Song Ling finished doing these things and left.
For a fleeting moment, he felt as if he truly was this person's beloved.
Luo Wenchuan was surprised that this person was so easily fooled; it seemed that Song Ling would unconditionally believe whatever he said. How could this person trust someone he had only known for a short time to such an extent?
Is he only this kind to one person, or is he like this to everyone?
Luo Wenchuan looked at the towel Song Ling had given him in his hand, and suddenly felt a little flustered.
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