The man who wears fast clothes flirts with him irresponsibly

Song Lian had a cold face and walked quickly into his office with a thick stack of analysis reports in his hand.

When other people saw him along the way, they thought he was holding some latest experimental data and that he was still encountering difficulties.

He quickly said hello: "Good morning, Dr. Song."

"Good morning, Dr. Song."

"Dr. Song."

The stack of information was Ling Sheng's eighteen-page personality analysis report, and the other stack was his compatibility.

Oh, after rigorous deduction and calculation.

Song Lian raised his beautiful eyebrows and realized that these data might not be able to give him a 100% accurate answer.

He couldn't tolerate this happening.

In the end, I chose a relatively reliable method.

Taking Fu Yanci's recovery plan, he asked him a favor.

Although Fu Yanci was a little confused at first, he felt happy after hearing the request.

"Row."

*——

"Well, Ling Sheng's ideal type?" Su Yu was stunned after hearing his question.

When he and Ling Sheng were roommates, they really didn't pay attention to this aspect.

But once after asking Ling Sheng why he wanted to enter the First Laboratory, he thought for a long time.

The final answer was: "Of course it's because their Dr. Song Lian is good-looking, and I heard they don't have any restrictions on their employees..."

...So it mainly depends on appearance, right?

After Fu Yanci heard this, he thought to himself, "This is a show." He got angry with Song Lian.

Su Yu kept an eye on it and asked Ling Sheng about his recent living conditions while chatting with him.

The other party’s message came back quickly: [I accidentally broke an experimental bottle during an experiment last time, but it was within normal wear and tear. 】

[Recently, I am following up on an experiment on pheromones, which requires me to record data. 】

[Actually, I am just watching the watch and waiting for the experimental results (sneaking fish)]

[Song Lian, maybe he doesn’t even know me. I just came in not long ago; besides, this recent experiment is a relatively core project, but hehehe, it’s very pleasing to look at his face...even the boring experiment is not that boring. It’s boring...]

【That said, I miss you a little bit(?)】

Su Yu raised his eyebrows. It seemed that it was really boring to watch the experiment.

Ling Sheng started talking casually as if she had opened a chat box.

It didn't even take it to heart.

Knowing that one night, Fu Yanci had been secretly waiting for a long time...

Just about to start some... Su Yu's smart brain information messages kept ringing.

【Su Yu! ! ! ! 】

[Ah ah ah ah, I accidentally kidnapped Dr. Song home. 】

【How can I still be there tomorrow!Reality!Test!room!Stay! ! ! 】

[Wait a minute, why is Alpha with a very high physical fitness drunk...]

【Hello……*%@#】

Su Yu paused and wanted to make a call to ask him about the situation.

However, Fu Yanci stepped back, hugged him closely, lowered his head and smelled Su Yu's scent, stretched out his big hand and put away the terminal: "Don't worry about him."

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that Ling Sheng responded to Su Yu's inquiry.

It sounds like he hasn't died in the institute yet.

...It’s just that in the past few days, everyone feels that Dr. Song’s mood seems to be much better recently.

The low pressure around me disappeared, and I could even laugh and talk about the experiment.

Maybe it's because recent experiments have made a major breakthrough.

But little did they know that under the illusion of peace, it was the waist of another little beta...

And recently, Ling Sheng didn't even have time to fish, so when she saw Song Lian, she felt like she'd seen a ghost.

Su Yu received another request for help from Ling Sheng after they had been together for a long time.

Unexpected and reasonable.

[Su Yu Su Yu! ! What should Alpha do when he encounters a susceptible period? I am not an Omega, will he... tt]

Su Yu on the other side twitched the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, and then turned off the screen.

Maybe it's because betas can't be permanently marked like omegas, which aggravates Song Lian's insecurity and worry about gains and losses.

He lost part of his sanity and instinctively marked his degenerated glands again and again.

She was not satisfied until her whole body was tainted with his scent.

A week later, Ling Sheng kicked Song Lian out of bed, who was like a dog-skin plaster.

I thought to myself, sure enough, things like estrus really affect scientific research.