When she sensed something was wrong, Luo Wenchuan used two restraint rings to bind her wrists behind her back.
"Wen Chuan, what are you doing?"
"Tag, Brother Ling, you can't move around while it's being marked."
"I'm not feeling well like this."
This feeling of being bound like prey makes one feel uneasy.
"But Brother Ling promised me, he promised to let me mark it."
Luo Wenchuan's eyes looked very aggrieved, as if he might burst into tears at any moment.
Seeing that Luo Wenchuan was crying again, Song Ling couldn't bear to refuse: "Then, you have to let go of me after you're marked."
"good."
Almost instantly, Luo Wenchuan's hand made a light swipe, and Song Ling's clothes tore apart like thin paper.
In the past, when emotions ran high, the worst that could happen was a button popping open; today, even the fabric is ruined.
Looking into those dark eyes, Song Ling felt that this person was not quite the same as usual.
It doesn't look like a rabbit anymore.
"Wen Chuan, what are you doing!"
Song Ling was suddenly twisted and buried her face in the pillow.
"Mark it, Brother Ling promised me, are you going to go back on your word?"
Dark clouds swirled in Luo Wenchuan's eyes, and the greed in his heart surged upwards in the shadows that Song Ling could not see.
"What did you say……"
Song Ling suddenly didn't quite understand Luo Wenchuan's meaning. Did this kid really think that Omega could mark Alpha?
“I said, mark it.”
A sudden pain shot through her neck as sharp teeth pierced her skin, giving Song Ling no time to hesitate or refuse.
The strong aroma of liquor lingered around him, drawing out the pheromones in Song Ling's glands.
The moment the glandular fluid came into contact, the sweet and alluring scent of peach blossoms intertwined with the strong liquor, creating a potent catalyst that made it impossible to control oneself.
Luo Wenchuan suddenly realized something: he and Song Ling were actually a perfect match.
This made him ecstatic, and Song Ling could also feel Luo Wenchuan's excitement.
Song Ling tried to resist, but Luo Wenchuan slowly injected pheromones into the glands in her neck, making her so drunk that her limbs went weak.
"Wen Chuan, Omegas cannot be marked as Alphas," Song Ling reminded him.
“I know, Brother Ling.”
"What do you know..."
Song Ling felt his heart pounding wildly as he was being tossed about by pheromones that weren't his own. He didn't want to do this, but he couldn't help wanting Luo Wenchuan to go even further.
"Brother Ling said that even if I am not a top-tier Omega, he will still love me."
“I did say that, but…”
However, Omega cannot be labeled as Alpha, and Song Ling still wanted to correct this misconception of his.
"Even if I were Enigma, Ling would still love me, right?"
What are you?
Song Ling was struck dumb, his body stiffening completely in an instant. What did Luo Wenchuan just say he was?
Enigma, Luo Wenchuan is Enigma!
A note from the author:
Song Ling: ? ?
Thanks to the landmine from "falling down leaves under the cherry tree"—
Thanks to "Hungry Turtle" for the nutrient solution—
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Chapter 30
Chapter 30
36 hours
Song Ling frowned and kicked Luo Wenchuan in the lower abdomen with all her might.
The kick was quite forceful, causing the person restraining him to groan.
"Brother Ling, you said you liked me for who I am. Were you lying to me?"
Seeing that Luo Wenchuan's eyes were red again, Song Ling felt as if she had swallowed a bitter pill, and couldn't say a word. After thinking for a long time, she only said one sentence: "It was you who lied to me."
"No, I don't know I'm Enigma. My family told me I'm Omega. Brother Ling, I'm so scared."
"I should be the one who's afraid. Now, get out of here."
Song Ling's shout of "Get out!" immediately opened the floodgates of tears for Luo Wenchuan.
One tear after another rolled down Song Ling's chest, turning from scalding hot to lukewarm. Looking at Luo Wenchuan's reddened eyes, his heart ached with each tear.
Song Ling tried to get up, but found that her hands were still restrained and bound behind her back.
"Luo Wenchuan, let me go."
"I won't let you go." Luo Wenchuan said stubbornly, like a child who had done something wrong but was unwilling to admit it. "If I let you go, you'll go find someone else."
He will go to Li Ke, he will go to Shen Yueran, he will go to the gentle and docile Omega, in short, he will not look for him again.
"I won't go to anyone else."
In his disheveled state, how could he possibly go out and look for someone else?
"But he came looking for you, Brother Ling. Let me mark you. Once you're mine, you can go anywhere."
Luo Wenchuan became increasingly humble, knowing full well that he couldn't confront someone like Song Ling head-on.
"Luo Wenchuan, do you know what you're saying?"
For a moment, Song Ling couldn't tell which of this person's words were true and which were false. Did this person, who kept claiming to be an Omega, really not know that he was an Enigma?
"I know, Brother Ling, you said you wouldn't abandon me."
Luo Wenchuan pulled her into his arms, and large tears stained the little fabric left on Song Ling's body.
The two people were clearly very close, yet their hearts seemed to be separated by something hazy and indistinct.
"Wen Chuan, I'm not saying I don't want you. Give me some time, let me..."
Before Song Ling could finish speaking, Luo Wenchuan silenced her with a kiss.
"Brother Ling, believe me, you won't regret it. I can give you whatever you want."
But... it has to be done in a different way.
The inhibitory ring, having lost its function, has become a complete shackle.
Song Ling felt pheromones that didn't belong to him seeping into his bloodstream from his neck, reaching every part of his body, and then every part of him was screaming, pushing him toward the edge of reason.
.
"Brother Ling, let me mark you."
"Brother Ling, why don't you say anything?"
"Brother Ling, do you like it this way, or like it was before?"
"Brother Ling..."
...
The child called him "Brother Ling" so often that Song Ling could hardly understand what he was rambling on about anymore.
It is said that Enigma has boundless energy, and when marking an opponent, many of those marked faint from exhaustion.
Song Ling also hoped that he could lose consciousness, but unfortunately, his superior physical strength from being a top-tier Alpha allowed him to pull through.
He was even more lucid than before during the entire process. He watched as this rabbit, who had once nestled in his arms, now clung to him tightly, calling him "Brother Ling" affectionately and aggrievedly. This feeling was truly...
That's fucking awful.
In the dimly lit room with the curtains drawn, Song Ling's hand slashed across Luo Wenchuan's arm, leaving a bloody gash.
Sensing Luo Wenchuan's intentions, Song Ling's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Can't."
"Brother Ling, I want to."
"This can't be a knot, Luo Wenchuan, don't force me to beat you up."
Song Ling's eyes held a fierceness and warning unlike anything he had seen before. The little rabbit seemed to be stung by this gaze, and its eyes reddened again and again.
"Then, it won't work out."
Luo Wenchuan's voice was somewhat low as he shut his mouth again, which had been holding a grudge against him.
.
"Enigma marks the opponent for a longer time than a regular AO."
Song Ling finally understood this point written in the book today.
If I remember correctly, it should have been a full 36 hours. If he hadn't been on the verge of collapse, that little brat Luo Wenchuan could have extended the marking time even further.