As his tongue swept across his fingertips, Luo Wenchuan narrowed his eyes, suddenly realizing that he was the one who should be wearing this suppression ring.
"Brother Ling, is it not appropriate to be here..." Luo Wenchuan asked, looking down.
The dormitory door was still open, and someone could come in at any time.
Song Ling smiled and deliberately asked him, "Where else can we go?"
His eyes held a captivating light, and his fine, tousled hair fell across his forehead, making him appear inexplicably alluring in the dim light of the dormitory.
This person usually doesn't make any moves, but right now, just one look from him is enough to steal your soul.
A note from the author:
#Today is Ling Ge's dog-fixing day#
My dear readers, the next chapter will be available for purchase. I should update earlier tomorrow.
Thanks to "Psyduck", "One Swallow Doesn't Make Summer", "Nanqing", "Yuze Come and Stick It On", "Hibiscus of Yesteryear", and "57845783" for the nutrient solution.
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Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Top E likes to pick top A
Luo Wenchuan sometimes didn't understand why he was attracted to an Alpha like Song Ling, but he soon stopped worrying about it.
Humans are visual creatures; if our eyes like something, we like it too.
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The two of them went to a safer place instead.
The sound of running water from the bathroom filled her ears. Song Ling locked the door behind her and looked down at the anxious person.
Are you scared?
"I'm not afraid."
Luo Wenchuan's eyelashes trembled a few times, and the next second his slightly parted lips were captured.
His kissing skills weren't great, but this was the first time Song Ling had taken the initiative to kiss him, and this initiative made Luo Wenchuan's mind suddenly tense.
Luo Wenchuan is an extremely clean person. In the past, even if the dormitory supervisor cleaned the bathroom four times a day and burned incense all the time, he would never have agreed to do such intimate things in the cubicle.
But Song Ling, Song Ling is different.
The closer he got to Song Ling, the more he felt that this person was influencing him. He was so easily aroused by Song Ling; this Alpha, this Alpha who would belong exclusively to him in the future, was actually kissing him on his own initiative.
Luo Wenchuan pressed Song Lingjin's thin waist close to his own, trying to fill the emptiness in his heart.
Two teenagers, an innocent kiss, and the night that transforms from silence to clamor.
Luo Wenchuan never imagined that kissing an Alpha could be so addictive. At this moment, his reason had been completely burned away by the fire that had been ignited in his heart.
He wanted Song Ling, he wanted this person to be marked only by him.
Song Ling was distracted by Luo Wenchuan's response, and when she came to her senses, she found herself pressed against the door.
The door behind them made a slight noise. Song Ling looked at the eager rabbit in front of her and couldn't help but smile. She whispered a reminder, "It's getting late. They'll lock the door if we don't go back soon."
Luo Wenchuan didn't answer that question. How could he possibly stop when Song Ling told him to?
"good."
Song Ling's lips landed on his eyelashes, and Luo Wenchuan's heart trembled slightly. He looked up and left a bite mark on Song Ling's neck.
How can we just scratch the surface?
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Song Ling joined the school anniversary celebration halfway through. In order to cooperate with Li Ke's program, Song Ling would come to the main building every noon to participate in the rehearsal.
"Oh dear, I keep forgetting my lyrics, honey, what should I do?" Li Ke said, leaning back against the piano.
"What, shall I share the burden for you?"
"My darling, you're so wonderful!"
"Isn't this what you were waiting for me to say?"
Song Ling couldn't help but smile. He'd had those cufflinks for a while now, but he chose to give them to him during the school anniversary celebration—wasn't that the reason?
"Oh, baby, how could you say that? I'm just giving you a few words, okay? Please help me, I beg you."
Li Ke's voice was so soft it could melt silk, and Song Ling helped her up, as she was about to collapse onto the piano.
This instrument can't withstand someone leaning against it like that.
"It's settled then, I won't sing any more."
"Oh dear, darling, why are you so petty!"
For a good part of the rehearsal time, Li Ke was acting cute.
For several days in a row, Song Ling didn't take a break at noon and studied continuously from afternoon until 10 p.m. After returning to the dormitory, she basically did nothing but wash up and sleep.
Luo Wenchuan hadn't spoken to Song Ling for several days. He didn't say anything on the surface, but his heart was filled with gloom.
Song Ling isn't a quiet person; she's usually so talkative, calling him "my darling" and having endless things to say. Her current quietness must be because she's already said everything outside.
Thinking of the many people surrounding Song Ling, Luo Wenchuan's brows remained furrowed for several days.
With both of them busy with their own things, time passed quite quickly.
On the first day of the school anniversary celebration, the music club rented two white tuxedos, the two most expensive ones, spending almost half of the club's fees.
On the night of the performance, the school gave students a day off so they could come and watch the show on their own.
Because pianos are difficult to move, the music club's performance was scheduled last. Performances in this position are generally not very popular; unless they are particularly outstanding, most students are too tired to perform and go home to sleep.
Besides those who knew Song Ling and Li Ke and wanted to stay and support them, there were also people who liked the expensive piano and were waiting to hear its melody.
As the music began, the curtain was slowly drawn back, and Li Ke immediately attracted everyone's attention upon her appearance.
Unlike most people, Luo Wenchuan only took his seat during the last performance, and his only target was Song Ling.
The melodious piano music continued, and when the curtains were fully drawn back, Luo Wenchuan saw a person sitting behind the piano wearing a crisp white tailcoat.
Long, slender fingers danced across the black and white piano keys, while slightly lowered eyes and delicate cufflinks enveloped the entire person in an aloof and unapproachable aura.
When it came to the bass part, Song Ling finally opened her lips, her red lips very close to the silver microphone, almost inches apart.
Like a kiss, or a whisper.
The sound that spreads through the speakers is like an invisible, alluring knife.
Luo Wenchuan could even hear the breaths between each line of lyrics. The sounds were very faint, almost inaudible mixed with the accompaniment, but he still heard them.
Besides these, Luo Wenchuan could also feel his heart pounding so hard he could no longer calm down.
The camera focused on Song Ling's face, her high nose bridge and thin, parted lips magnified countless times on the large screen behind her.
At that moment, the person on stage was a star that had fallen to earth, shining brightly and dazzlingly, enough to illuminate the entire night sky.
Luo Wenchuan's hand landed on his throbbing chest, a strong, indescribable desire almost bursting out of his chest.
He wanted to hide Song Ling away, to hide her in a place where only he could be. He wanted Song Ling's light to shine only on him, and he wanted to kiss every inch of this top-tier Alpha's body in a secluded place.
Luo Wenchuan sat in the audience, still not in a daze when the stage curtain was drawn and only one light remained.
Footsteps approached, and Luo Wenchuan looked up to meet a pair of eyes that seemed to hold tiny starlight.
Are you sleepy?
Luo Wenchuan stared blankly at the man in the tuxedo before him and nodded. He lowered his gaze, and a wave of drowsiness washed over him.
"I'll take you back."
Song Ling reached out and pulled Luo Wenchuan into her arms.
Luo Wenchuan leaned closer to the man's chest, trying to catch a whiff of pheromones.
"Honey, are you going out for dinner tonight?"
Upon hearing Li Ke's voice, a cold glint flashed in Luo Wenchuan's eyes. He brushed his hair against Song Ling's chin and yawned wearily.
"No, you guys go ahead, my little rabbit might be tired."
Song Ling decisively rejected Li Ke's invitation.
Looking at the person nestled in Song Ling's arms, so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open, Li Ke said to Song Ling, "He's a grown man, he can go back by himself. The dormitory isn't that far. You can't carry him all the way back, you have to wake him up eventually."
Upon hearing this, Luo Wenchuan opened his eyes slightly. He gently tugged at Song Ling's tie and whispered, "Brother Ling, I can go back by myself."
The child's eyes were drooping and a little watery. Song Ling looked at Luo Wenchuan for a few seconds and said to Li Ke, "It's not convenient today."
Without saying anything more, Song Ling's eyes still held a smile, but those few words revealed the impatience in her heart.
Song Ling is a good-tempered person, but that doesn't mean he will never lose his temper.
Hearing Song Ling say this, Li Ke knew that there was no chance tonight.
"Well, let's do it another day. It's quite difficult to have a meal with you."
Li Ke glanced at Luo Wenchuan and suddenly realized that although Song Ling was stubborn, he was actually quite easy to control.
Luo Wenchuan seems to have mastered the Alpha's protective instincts; this tactic works quite well on straight Alphas. If he'd known Song Ling liked this type, he would have had his people try it.
After Song Ling and Li Ke had walked far away, he asked the person in his arms, "Did you want me to stay just now?"
Luo Wenchuan lowered his head and after a while, he hummed in agreement. His voice was always very soft, so soft that Song Ling had to get close to him and listen carefully to hear it clearly.
"You can just say it next time," Song Ling said gently.
Luo Wenchuan looked up at him and said, "I'm afraid you'll be put in a difficult position."