The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Ling opened the door. Lin Mu was wearing a light gray furry suit, and was holding a light blue enamel pot in his hand.

He blinked and asked Ao Jing to send the emperor away, why did he look so red in the face? "

"No, no." Rong Ling vetoed with a guilty conscience, took the pot from his hand, "Thank you..."

According to the etiquette, Rong Ling should have invited Lin Mu into the house, but she just wanted to let Yi Yixuan give her a gift, so she had to pretend to forget about it: "I'll return the pot to you in a while." .”

"It's okay..." Lin Muwen said, "My sister will leave it to me to clean up."

Rong Ling was about to say a few polite words, but suddenly there was a bang sound in the bedroom, like the sound of heavy objects colliding.

Even if Rong Ling wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, Lin Mu asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Rong Ling's brain was running fast, "Well, there is something wrong with the door of my closet recently, it seems to be broken soon."

"Really?" Lin Mu obviously let go, "Then sister must call me whenever she needs to repair the cabinet, don't think I'm just an omega

Rong Ling hemmed and hawed and finally managed to deal with it. As soon as Lin Mu left, she hurriedly tossed her mace and headed to the bedroom on the right side of the table.

The moment the door was opened, Rong Ling didn't see Qian Chenge's shadow, but heard the rich information, wrapped in a densely woven net.

There was a rustling sound from the closet in the corner, and Rong Ling caught a glimpse of the closet door being opened at some point, and walked towards it.

Sure enough, Qian Chenge curled up in the wardrobe among Rong Ling's clothes, still muttering her name.

"What are you doing here..." Before Rong Ling could finish asking, he was suddenly pulled into it by Qian Chenge's outstretched hand.

The wooden wardrobe was not too big, and Rong Ling fell straight into her arms.

Chijoe groaned when the closet door was smashed, but Yuna was tight, and the hot lips in the darkness were panting beside her ear, and said unevenly: "Aling..."

"Song... um..." Before Rong Ling could finish his sentence, Qian Chenghui's lips were blocked.

The alpha surging pheromones are infinitely magnified in a small space, and in the dark, Rong Ling faintly staggers, hisses, drags, and swayes evilly, stepping on the male "ⅳ young about nuclear waves".Want to draw more peace of mind from kissing.

Rong Ling suddenly remembered that alpha was looking for a mega in Yi's house, if o was not around, they would look for objects with omega flavor as their dependence.

No wonder Chijoe suddenly ran into the closet, because it was full of clothes that were stained with her own smell. Feeling aggrieved, Chijoe bit her lip lightly.

This stuff belongs to dogs, doesn't it?

Rong Ling wanted You Chuan to drown his words, but Qian Cheng'e, who was clearly in a fuzzy state, grasped his wrist accurately.

Alpha's force-fried worms can be used with only one hand.Make her unable to move.

In this narrow closet, it was obvious that she couldn't even move her hands and feet, but Qian Chenge subconsciously liked Rong Ling to be next to her like this. She wrapped her other hand around her waist, rubbing it lightly as if nothing.

Through the thin fabric, Rong Ling felt the scorching temperature in his palm, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

Of course, this movement couldn't escape Chijoe's perception. She rubbed the tip of her nose flatteringly against Rong Ling's cheek, intentionally or unintentionally releasing her information: "A Ling..."

Knowing that Qianjoe was deliberately seducing, Rong Ling still collapsed into a puddle of water and fell on her body.

"No, no." She parted her lips slightly, refusing with her remaining rationality.

"What's not working?" Chijoe was like a purely confused puppy, slowly rubbing the tip of her nose downward.

The tip of her slightly cool nose brushed over Rong Ling's slender neck and delicate collarbone, and then——Rong Ling's ankle was about to be stretched, and his hat was turned on.

"Hmm..." Rong Ling unknowingly clasped her slender shoulders with his hands, and her slender neck raised a graceful arc, like a white swan struggling weakly before dying.

Little bit of power left.

I don't know how long the movement in the closet lasted. After a long time, it gradually became hot and thin, making it almost impossible to breathe.

No, if it continues like this, Rong Ling feels that he will end up in a state of disgrace.

Her voice was uncontrollably crying from Youhuang, and she said to Chienjoe: "Stop, let me... let me mark you."

At least she was marked by herself, she should be more awake.

Sure enough, hearing her voice, Chijoe paused.

Even though it was in total darkness, Rong Ling could see her bright and bright body, and Wei Naibo burst into laughter.

Chijoe couldn't wait any longer, and took the initiative to ask Mou Benbei to cheat Nailu for a discount

With the movement of her leaning forward, Rong Ling, who was already flaccid and limp, was knocked almost to Shigu, and hurriedly hugged her waist with both hands.

Qian Chenge arched her neck, as if she couldn't wait any longer: "A Ling..."

Rong Ling adjusted his posture, knelt and sat facing Qian Chenghui, and Ying Xun waved the Xin Φ plaque to embrace Kong Pan.Then, she turned her head sideways, her lips pressed against the worried

Just when Qianjoe was briefly absent-minded, Rong Ling bit her glands and injected her own pheromone.

During the process, Chen Hao didn't last for ten seconds, Rong Ling turned back, wiped her lips, and quietly waited for the pheromone to take effect.

Originally, according to Qian Cheng'e's temperament, Mark was soberly aware of her face and disrespected others, but Rong Ling heard her aggrieved voice: "A Ling..."

"Ok?"

"Why didn't you mark me?" Chijoe complained.

"Didn't I just mark it?"

"It's not this kind of mark." Chijoe said sullenly. What she wanted was not this kind of short-lived mark.

Only in this way, they are real partners, even if it is an alpha or a member with a mega mark, Qian Cheng is afraid of changing or presenting her.

Chijoe lowered her head in infinite disappointment, almost crying out of grief.

Rong Ling didn't have that much time to deal with her worries, so she propped up her shadow with both hands and pushed open the door of the closet feebly.

Although his legs were so weak that he didn't want to move at all, the hunger made Rong Ling stand firm, and he went out and walked towards the restaurant.

Qian Chenge sniffled, and followed Rong Lingshensheng step by step.

What Lin Mu sent was a pot of stewed oxtail bone soup with carrots. The hot soup had lost its temperature when it was delivered. Rong Ling reheated them, scooped a bowl for himself and Qian Chenghui, and left Use a large soup bowl to hold all the next ones.

Rong Ling lowered his head and sipped his soup intently, and only after a few minutes passed did he realize that Lou Ting was shaking his head.

Rong Ling raised his head, just in time to see her with hissy eyes, and the soup in her bowl remained motionless, as if she was having a temper tantrum.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling asked.

"Why does he want to call you sister?" Qian Chenge said irrelevant words.

Rong Ling was stunned for a moment before he realized that his wife, Mrs. Fu, was descending from a certain flat

What kind of crazy is this?

Rong Ling replied disapprovingly: "He is half a year younger than me, isn't it crazy to call me sister?"

Qian Chenge stopped talking, she pursed her lips tightly, and stared at Rong Ling with her dark eyes: "Is that so?"

Otherwise, what else could be done, Rong Ling didn't bother to talk to her, and continued to drink the soup.

Qiancheng painted thoughtful, ignorant hemorrhoids play SSíê forbearance

After eating, Rong Ling was obviously sleepy and tired, but he couldn't rest yet.

She first urged the tomb to put in the newly bought dishwasher, and then asked Yizheng to tidy up the messy wardrobe.

The normally neatly stored closet is in disarray at the moment, all the clothes are crumpled, and it’s a bit of a mess: buttocks

It's all the fault of Chijoe, the insatiable bastard, all the clothes in the closet have to be washed now.

Rong Ling took a deep breath, spent nearly half an hour sorting out the clothes made of oily fabrics, and carried them to the washing machine on the balcony.

When passing by the living room, she caught a glimpse of the sofa sitting on the sofa.

Thinking that last night, she had rubbed off a lot of dust by wearing this floor that was sitting outside, Rong Ling picked up the clothes and planned to wash them off together.

Then, a round, transparent small bottle fell out of the jacket pocket and lay on the sofa.

Rong Ling squinted, and the hole was gloomy, and there was a colorless liquid inside.

More importantly, Rong Ling is very familiar with this packaging.

There is no difference between alpha and omega inhibitors except for the letters on the bottle body.

"What is this?!" She gritted her teeth instantly, turned her head and asked Chijoe who was following her closely.

Chijoe's movements froze, a tinge of silly milky color appeared on her face, and she looked away as if nothing had happened.

"..." Still learning to pretend to be blind, Rong Ling asked loudly, "Didn't you say you don't have inhibitors?"

He obviously carried it with him, but he still lied.

When Rong Ling thought of the pain he had suffered because of her lies, he couldn't wait to bite Qianchenge hard.

She didn't know the appearance of her blowing hair, and it landed on Qiancheng's face, which made her want to...

"Ding dong", at this moment, the doorbell rang again.

Rong Ling had no choice but to take a deep breath, and the young Yue Muyuan Cui Jin.Hachi? "

"It's me, sister." Lin Mudao, "There is a garden party in the community today, I, Mayu ゲ Weiying, do you want to go with me?"

All the people living in this community are omega, the big howls are groaned, and the activities of the owls in the shape of oars are held during the festivals. Of course, people like Lin Mu who like to socialize at first glance will not miss it.

"No thanks." Through the doorway, Rong Ling happened to finish washing the enamel pot in the dishwasher, she hurriedly said, "By the way, please wait, I'll return the pot to you."

After finishing speaking, Rong Ling turned back to Qian Chenghui and whispered: "Sit down well, don't make trouble for me, or don't blame me for not being here."

After all, she's the one who pretends to be a thousand-year-old quail of the phala

Chijoe lowered her eyes, but said nothing.

Rong Lingyi's intimidation worked, and then he walked towards the kitchen, took out the tomb of You Chunmei, opened the door and handed it back to Lin Mu.

"I told you my sister, Wan Yuan, Meng Chuan..." Lin Muwen said with a smile, not knowing what to see.

Consciousness and excitement Ⅲ Rong Ling turned around, only to find that Chijoe had unknowingly stood in front of him.

She stared at Lin Mu with dark eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Rong Ling hurriedly pushed back, then turned around and explained: "I'm sorry, this person's brain is not very good, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

"Really?" Lin Mu's absent-mindedness was fleeting, and his face was full of joy, "I don't know if this is..."

"She is……"

"Sister-in-law."

Before Rong Ling had time to make up a random relationship, his voice was suddenly interrupted by Qianjoe.

She almost bit off her tongue, but heard Qian Chenge repeat again in a low voice: "Hello, I am Rong Ling's wife."

Rong Ling didn't pay attention to Xi Qijiao's embrace of men.He hurriedly added: "Look, I just said that this person's brain is not very good, so you should go to the party first to scare him."

As she said that, she turned her head and stared at Chijoe.

She thought she would calm down, but Qian Chenghui hugged Rong Ling's waist with her own arms, bowed her head, bowed her shoulders, bowed her head, and Ye Ji and Aling marked each other, didn't they? "

Her weight was on Rong Ling's shoulders, making Rong Ling a little out of breath. She wanted to break free from Qian Chenge's embrace, but she held her tighter.

"It's okay..." Rong Ling almost gritted his teeth and said to Lin Mu, "You go first and leave her alone."

"Really?" Lin Mu looked at her in shock, "Sister... do you want me to call the police for you?"

If calling the police would be useful to Qian Chenge, I wouldn't have gone to Qi Shu

Sure enough, Rong Ling heard Qian Chenghui sneer in his ear, and said with sarcasm: "I'm sorry, the matter between me and my mother-in-law, it's not my turn to die!

After saying this, Chijoe stretched out her hand and closed the door forcefully, leaving the door open.

"Let go!" Rong Ling said as hard as she was strangled by her.

Qian Chenge actually let go of her hand, but in the next second, Rong Ling was pushed over the shoulder by her and fell on the door seal

"Hmm..." Before Rong Ling could react, Qian Chenge attacked her with an angry kiss, prying her teeth open, and the tip of her tongue intertwined roughly.

It was obviously just a kiss, but Rong Ling's mind was forced to go blank, and he was almost out of breath.

Her legs were weak, and she looked about to fall down, but Qian Chenge hooked her waist accurately, and her waist was stretched by Yohamu.

Chienjoe reluctantly let go of her eyes until her thick eyelashes got wet.

Just as she opened her mouth to say something, Rong Ling stretched out her hand, and slapped the building with force and force, hissing and screaming—

The crisp sound of slap echoed in the empty room for a long time.

Although the omega's power is not strong, Chijoe, who has been held high all her life, was still beaten dumbfounded.

She pinched Rong Ling's shoulders tightly with her ten fingers, and asked gloomyly, "Rong Ling, do you know what you are doing?"

As soon as she asked this sentence, Rong Ling knew that she should have woken up from the estrus period.

"What?" Rong Ling retorted, "You are allowed to talk nonsense about our relationship, and I am not allowed to resist?"

"He's younger than you. Is there any problem with you being my wife?" Qian Chenge didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Rong Ling sneered, "Miss Qian Cheng, please don't try to get along with me. We're going to use our salaries to make money for our nephew."

"If you want, wait until the holiday is over, and the staff will take care of you!" Hissed her nose, and added, "I will be responsible for you. "

Who the fuck wants that?

Who needs her to be responsible? !

This man was really sick, Rong Ling almost wondered if Qian Chenghui was mentally handicapped by the wind in the corridor last night.

It's useless to say more, now that Qianjoe is already awake, Rong Ling mercilessly swept out the door, then slammed, and beat her hard, no matter how hard Qianjoe knocked on the door.

On the contrary, Lin Mu, who had just put the pot next door, came out and saw Qian Chenge, who was wearing a thin dress and was hanging outside, and asked him to throw a buck boy. You seem to have provoked your sister to give birth. . "

"What qualifications do you have to tell me?" Chijoe looked at him coldly.

Lin Mu was not annoyed, but stared innocently. I just want to state the matter and hope that this young lady will not have a baby. "

After that, he hummed a little song and left.

Chijoe couldn't help gritting her teeth.

A sweetheart, and this male omega, let Ling Ling tell himself what to do

Probably because the cold wind was blowing too much, it was the first time in her life that she had a headache, and she was especially exhausted.

Rong Ling couldn't be bothered to care about the movement outside, so he changed his whole body into a clean one, and was about to go back to sleep.

"Master Feng is gone, is Rong Youjuxian Mou Huanqin?" San's voice suddenly sounded, "She is walking quietly in the tomb!

Rong Ling paused before he remembered this matter.

She curled her lips: "Forget it, I will accept it."

"I owe you a lot of money, I'm sincere, I don't want to bet..."

"That's not liking." Rong Ling interrupted San's words, "It's just a possessive desire to treat me as her private property. Why should I follow her?"

The third is to be choked, to be sympathetic to others, to look at each other, to look at each other, but Mr. Feng has the highest status, and it is inevitable that you are used to being self-centered, and you don't think much about others. Maybe you agree with me ? "

"Training?" Rong Ling was a little curious, "You two lotus petals, how did you know so many messy things?"

"Hey, I don't know about this. When we were still lotus flowers in the Tianchi, there were fairies who would often chat and talk by the side of the pool. We are so sorry to see you here."

"Yes, I've heard that as long as a person loves deeply enough, he will always be willing to change the other person."

The two petals of the lotus flower you talk to each other, Rong Ling said yes, but Xie Xie said Ben Qi.

The top priority is to catch up on sleep.

Rong Ling told two pieces of lotus to close the young and lie down under the quilt to close the flies

In the bedroom there was still the remnant of Chijoe's breath, and Rong Ling had no choice but to pick it up.

Chijoe was still sick after returning home.

Originally, on the first day, she could still pretend to be nonchalant and deal with work, but on the second day, she continued to shadow Chen Tian with a headache.

She touches the date of the appointment, and originally wanted to call Chi ヒ to pay, but accidentally opened WeChat.

Qian Chenge pointed to Yue, and accurately flipped out Rong Ling's information column, and sent her a message: "I'm sick..."

It's only been three days, and she misses Yi Qu Chen Nai Zan Zai Yue Han Nai Zhan Shu

Rong Ling looked at the news, and it has been two hours.

She had just woken up, and her first reaction when she saw the news was whether Chijoe had sent the message to the wrong person.

That's why Rong Ling didn't intend to answer at first, but Sanhesi urged her: "Now Rong Youji took advantage of Lord Feng's weakness, took advantage of the weakness, and took it down."

Rong Ling couldn't help but fell into deep thought: "What kind of training are you talking about, is it really reliable?"

"You have to try everything before you know the result. If you don't try, you will never know the answer."

It seems that he has passed through several worlds, and he has not made any progress. Maybe he should refer to Bai Yelian's opinion.

Without hesitation, Rong Ling turned over and got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, put on a suit, took a taxi, and went directly to Qiancheng Jiu'e.

After sending the message, Qian Chenge fell into a drowsy sleep, not expecting Rong Ling to come.

She was in a drowsy sleep when she vaguely heard the sound of the door being opened: "Miss Rong, the young lady is resting inside."

"Okay..." Rong Ling asked her aunt, "Please bring some sarsaparilla rake┋Yongchu!

Aunt hurriedly agreed to come down and leave.

Obviously he hired someone with his own money, so he always has a heart for Rong Ling's kindness.

And He Qingyu even prepared a gift for her even with Rong Ling's biological skills.

Speaking of which, I wonder if Rong Lingxi likes that gift...

You should choose your gift yourself.

Rong Ling didn't know that she was thinking so much, she approached the bed, saw Qian Chenghui lying on the right side of the bed, and thought she was seriously ill.

So Rong Ling stretched out his hand, and stretched out the light on Qian Chenghui's forehead.

She had just come in from the outside, her hands were cold and sheathed.

Qian Chenge wanted to grab Rong Ling's hand, and she opened it under the guise of a cloak, expecting that her face would change, and she simply continued to pretend to be asleep.

Seeing that she was not moving, Rong Ling waited for her aunt to take the prepared sarsaparilla ┖ ostrich ┩ Zan sleeping forever before waking up Qian Chenghui.

Qian Chenge opened her watery eyes and looked at Rong Ling, wanting her to feed her.

However, Rong Ling remained unmoved and urged her to take the medicine quickly.

Qiancheng painted right ┏ Yun Chlorogi's remaining sleepiness struck again, she grabbed Rong Ling's hand: "Will you go?"

This person is really weird, sometimes he is extremely strong and sometimes soft, Rong Ling yawned: "Don't worry, I won't leave."

She also wanted to try Bai Yelian's suggestion.

Only then did Qianchenghui let go, and moved into the bed: "You Wanyuan, you are afraid!

The two of them had slept on the bed before, Rong Ling thought about it and decided to decline: "No, just sleep by yourself."

Qian Chenghui originally wanted to persuade her, but Rong Ling said: "Otherwise, I will go back."

Qian Chenge paused, grabbed Rong Ling's hand and continued to sleep.

Even in her sleep, she couldn't break free from the force that tightly circled Rong Ling's wrist.

Just sitting on the edge of the bed like this, Rong Ling smacked his head hard.gradually

When she opens it again, make sure she is lying flat on the bed

The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night, only a warm yellow desk lamp was on.

Chijoe, who had already woken up, was sitting under the lamp, looking at some documents.

Hearing the mother's silence on the bed, she turned her head and looked over: "Are you awake?"

"It's now!" Three in Rong Ling's mind suddenly said, "Master Gan Yun Yufeng, led by Rong Youmaicong, will definitely come over."

"Really?" Rong Ling answered casually in his mind, his gaze coincided with that of Qian Cheng'e

Subconsciously, she raised her hand and ticked in Chijoe's direction.

Qian Chenghui really put down the document in her hand, walked towards her, looked down at Rong Ling beside the bed: "What's the matter?"