How could this bastard mark it for so long?
When Song Ling woke up, Luo Wenchuan was sleeping soundly in her arms. Just thinking about what that bastard had done made Song Ling feel a surge of anger.
He wanted to kick Luo Wenchuan, and after thinking about it, he actually did it.
Luo Wenchuan was dreaming when Song Ling suddenly kicked him awake, and he felt wronged.
"Brother Ling, it hurts so much."
He nuzzled his head against the person's neck, hoping to get a word or two of comfort.
"Who's in pain, you or me?" It was unclear who was below. "Get out, get out, get off my bed!"
Luo Wenchuan didn't refute, but as soon as he got out of bed, he suddenly realized something and went back to Song Ling's side to ask him, "Brother Ling, do you need me to help you take a bath?"
"Need not……"
"real?"
Am I really that bad?
After Song Ling finished speaking, she threw off the covers and got up. She had only taken a couple of steps when she suddenly froze in place.
"Let me do it, Brother Ling." Luo Wenchuan smiled, walked over, and swept the person into his arms.
Song Ling: ?
This little brat can't even open a bottle cap, can he? Damn it, is this a skill that suddenly awakened in Luo Wenchuan?
Luo Wenchuan, in a good mood, led Song Ling into the bathroom.
36 hours is enough to leave the marked Alpha completely exhausted.
"How about I help Brother Ling wash?"
Luo Wenchuan's tone was pleading, yet it brooked no refusal.
Kids are really serious when they do things. Although they inevitably get taken advantage of, it's kind of nice not having to clean up the mess themselves.
Luo Wenchuan washed Song Ling clean and put him back in the quilt as before, without even giving him a piece of clothing, and went out to cook.
Song Ling's feelings were complicated. He used to think it was outrageous enough that the guy sleeping in the bunk above him was an Omega, but he never expected that the guy sleeping in his bed every day was an Eme.
Enigma was right next to him.
Song Ling's brows furrowed into a deep frown, and she remained so until Luo Wenchuan brought in a bowl of wontons.
"Brother Ling, you must be hungry. Have something to eat."
Luo Wenchuan wore a gentle smile, as if the ravenous wolf that had tormented him yesterday wasn't him at all. He stared almost obsessively at the bite marks on Song Ling's neck, unable to calm the joy in his heart.
Song Ling's body is very addictive. Just thinking about how he was under her yesterday, Luo Wenchuan suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before.
"Brother Ling, have some."
Seeing that Song Ling was still frowning, he sat down on the edge of the bed and tried to comfort her.
Song Ling remained silent for a long time before saying to him, "Put your things down and get out."
He really didn't know how to face this wolf in sheep's clothing.
"Brother Ling, let me feed you. I was the one who fed you yesterday..."
Luo Wenchuan's originally thin skin has become much thicker now.
This was the first time Song Ling had properly looked at this person. The boy in front of him was about the same height as him, and his strong arms were completely hidden by his white shirt, giving him the impression that the person was very weak.
But this frail-looking person actually marked him, an Alpha.
36 hours.
His back was practically broken, and this person was still jumping around and swaggering in front of him. How could he not be angry?
"Brother Ling, I didn't mean to lie to you." Luo Wenchuan had completely regained his previous composure. He lowered his eyes and said, "My medical report does confirm that I'm an Omega. I've always thought there was something wrong with my glands. Brother Ling, you said you only liked people like me. If I were an E, would you still not want me?"
Don't you want me anymore?
When Song Ling heard this, she suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
Who doesn't want whom?
How could Luo Wenchuan have the nerve to say that? The marked Alpha can only survive his susceptible period with the help of Enigma's pheromones. Now, unless the mark is removed, he will be entangled with Luo Wenchuan for the rest of his life.
When you took that step, didn't you ever think that I might not want you anymore?
That brat never considers the consequences before he acts, and now that he's gotten the benefit, he's trying to act innocent.
"Brother Ling, don't you like it? You were the one biting me last night."
"Who bit you? You clearly bit me!"
As soon as Song Ling spoke, he suddenly realized what Luo Wenchuan meant. This little brat was implying something, making suggestive remarks to him.
"Brother Ling, do you want to..."
Just as Luo Wenchuan's claws were about to reach out, Song Ling quickly moved to the edge of the bed: "Don't you fucking start a new chapter with me."
Luo Wenchuan wasn't full after one meal, and he wanted to have several more. Where in the world is there such a good thing?
"Brother Ling, I really like you. Please don't blame me, okay? Or, I'll lie down, and you... you can come over."
"I'm busy!"
If he weren't sore and weak-kneed right now, he would have kicked Luo Wenchuan out. No wonder, no wonder this little brat acted like he knew everything when he mentioned Enigma earlier. Turns out he's an Enigma himself, how could he not understand?
"Are you feeling unwell, Brother Ling?" Luo Wenchuan asked again, oblivious to the danger.
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Chapter 30 (2/2)
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What do you think?
Doesn't this person have any self-awareness about how long they've been marked, yet they still ask the victim?
"Let me rub it for you."
Luo Wenchuan's outstretched hand was blocked by Song Ling: "Stay away from me."
"Brother Ling, you promised to let me mark you, how can you be angry?"
Song Ling couldn't stop him in time, and the little brat's paws reached into his blanket again: "Brother Ling, don't be angry with me, okay? I didn't only think of myself. Didn't you like it yesterday too? Several times, I remember."
"You, stop talking."
Being under Luo Wenchuan like that felt incredibly awkward.
"Why wouldn't you say it? I'm telling the truth. I remember you putting your arm around my waist, and..."
As Luo Wenchuan said this, his claws began to stir restlessly.
Song Ling suddenly paused, the memories of last night surging up again. He wanted to dodge, but his body wouldn't obey him and he couldn't move an inch.
"Brother Ling, please let me like you. Don't be angry, or you'll hurt yourself."
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe Luo Wenchuan's voice as "decadent music".
Song Ling used to be proud of her self-control, but today she realized how precarious that self-control was in the face of a highly compatible person.
With just a few flirty gestures, Song Ling had already begun to feel a strange sense of anticipation.
What is he expecting...?
"Ling-ge is probably thinking about being marked."
Luo Wenchuan lowered his voice, his warm breath brushing against his ear.
Song Ling's reddened earlobe was lightly bitten by Luo Wenchuan: "Do you want to eat, or do you want to eat me?"
Song Ling: ...
"We'll eat later."
"good."
Luo Wenchuan's lips curled into a slight smile as he reached out and swept Song Ling's terminal to the ground.
.
Song Ling felt that she might have been bewitched, otherwise she would never have been intimate with this brat again.
Looking at the person perched on his chest with a smug look on their face, Song Ling kicked them: "Where's the food?"
"It's been so long, it's all cold now, Brother Ling, wait for me."
Luo Wenchuan lifted his eyelids, cleared his head for a moment, and immediately got dressed and got out of bed.
They used to wear pajamas when they slept with the baby, but today, looking at him naked, Luo Wenchuan's muscles were indeed well-defined, his waist was narrow, and he was quite...
"Is Brother Ling looking at me?" Luo Wenchuan turned around and glanced at Song Ling with his eyes crinkled.
Don't flatter yourself.
Song Ling was caught red-handed and felt extremely awkward, almost to the point of being furious.
Luo Wenchuan smiled faintly, put on a coat, and went to heat up the food.
.
Luo Wenchuan is still Luo Wenchuan, except that he doesn't act like a human being in that kind of thing, otherwise he hasn't changed at all.
As soon as Song Ling lifts his foot, Luo Wenchuan will hand him the shoe, knowing exactly what he wants with just a glance.
This man's meticulousness permeated every aspect of Song Ling's life. Two years was enough time for Luo Wenchuan to become like a tapeworm in Song Ling's stomach, but it also made Song Ling feel that this man was becoming more and more of a stranger.
When Song Ling came out after getting dressed, Luo Wenchuan was cooking in the kitchen, just like the poor little guy who used to fry eggs for him when they first met.
Life is unpredictable. If Song Ling had known that this person was Enigma, he would definitely have stood by and watched how Enigma fought.
"Enigma is cunning by nature and never tells the truth."
After carefully considering Luo Wenchuan's warning to him, Song Ling suddenly realized that it was a profound truth.