Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

Wen Hong subconsciously wrapped his nightgown tightly around his body, quickly removed a new barrier patch and forced it on the gland that had begun to swell, sprayed the barrier agent on the side of his neck a few times, and hurried over to open the door.

——It was Director Wen Da whom he hadn't seen in the past few days.

Wen Hong was in a daze for a moment.

He smelled the pheromone on Wen Cang's body, subconsciously took a step back to distance himself, tightened his fingers on the doorknob, and said politely, "Director Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen Cang's complexion was not good either, his eyes slid from Wen Hong's temples wet with cold sweat to his fair neck that was beginning to turn red, and he softened his tone as much as possible, sighing: "You are not feeling well...why don't you come here Mark me?"

Wen Hong rubbed his fingertips lightly on the cold doorknob, drooping his eyes and fell silent for a moment, his voice a little hoarse: "No... please listen to the guide."

"It's not troublesome." Wen Cang licked his lips, rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, trying not to let the low air pressure on his body make Wen Hong feel threatened, "I can feel it."

He didn't say everything, but Wen Hong understood what he meant.

Just as he could still feel the depression of Wen Cang in the susceptible period even if the temporary mark faded, Wen Cang could also feel his state at this time.

The emotions conveyed when the pheromones are intertwined are more straightforward than any whitewashed words and cannot be denied.

Wen Hong was silent for a moment, then turned his body to get out of the way: "Then I'm sorry to bother you."

"I should thank you." Wen Cang moved his fingers hanging by his side, his nose fluttered slightly, smelling the smell of Omega pheromone spreading in the room, and gently closed the door with his backhand.

The previous temporary mark was a last resort, although now it is also a last resort, but it is under the condition that Wen Hong is conscious, not to mention that there are so many things between the two that have not been resolved, and the wordless embarrassment has quietly diffused a little bit ambiguous.

Wen Hong thought for a while, dragged a chair to the edge of the bed and sat on it with his legs apart, leaning forward slightly so that his chest rested on the back of the chair.

After being in the group for a few months, his hair has grown a little, and it hangs obediently, covering the gland on the back of his neck that exudes a strong fragrance.Even though we know that Wen Hong is an Omega who looks more ruthless than Alpha, his quiet and obedient appearance still has a very strong deceptiveness of "you can pick and choose".

Wen Cang unconsciously made a swallowing movement, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, forcing himself to clear his mind of thoughts that were gradually being invaded by Alpha's bad nature, and stood behind Wen Hong.

He knelt behind Wen Hong on one leg, leaned slightly to avoid touching Wen Hong directly, and rested his palms on the armrests on both sides of the chair. From the side, it seemed that he was holding Wen Hong in his arms. Watching Alpha's own unspeakable scheming actions.

And Wen Hong lowered his eyes and didn't know clearly, he could only feel the breath and temperature gradually approaching behind him, and the smell of pheromone pouring out from Alpha behind him, enveloping his whole body.

This kind of alpha pheromone with a strong sense of encroachment will still make Wen Hong subconsciously be on guard, even though he knows that Wen Cang will not hurt him rationally, the fingers pressed on the back of the chair unconsciously grasped, as if trying to hold himself down Thoughts to flee or fight back.

Wen Cang noticed that he was holding the corner of the back of the chair and exerted force to the whitened finger joints, restrained his pheromones, and tried to gently push the hair on the back of Wen Hong's neck with his fingertips, removing it as gently as possible. The restraining sticker on the back of his neck: "I won't hurt you, you don't have to be so... vigilant."

On New Year's Eve, the red marks pinched by Wen Hong on his neck did not disappear the next day. Wen Cang was worried that he would break off the corners of the wooden chair back in the next second.

"Have you experienced anything before?" Wen Cang couldn't understand his reaction, which reminded him of Ding Tingqiu's crew last year, Wen Hong's extremely skillful parry and dodge on the day when Wen Hong was drunk at the green banquet.

"No," Wen Hong, whose family is very happy and harmonious, doesn't really want to chat with him now, and said briefly, "it may be because of fighting in elementary school."

"Self-defense?" Wen Cang's eyes fell on the hot, red and swollen glands on the back of his neck due to estrus, and he tried to let such a conversation distract his distracted thoughts.

"No, I went to the Alpha class." Wen Hong couldn't bear his sudden greeting, all his attention fell on the physiological reaction that he was familiar with and didn't want to show in front of others because of the estrus. .The tone couldn't help urging a little bluntly, "Isn't it because Director Wen is free and wants to come to talk to me about family affairs?"

Wen Cang: "..."

Others have always racked their brains trying to strike up a relationship with Director Wen, and it is rare for Director Wen to take the initiative to find someone to chat with. Even Wen Cang's seniors don't need to lower their posture to talk, but in the case of his Alpha son Wen Xu and Yu Zhuoyu, who were quite absent in the guidance of emotional life, did not teach him what to do in such a situation.So much so that now that he has discerned his own thoughts, he seems extremely stiff when he wants to talk to Wen Hong, and he also hears Wen Hong's vague dislike.

Wen Cang didn't try to strike up a conversation any more, and was rarely at a loss.

He quietly clenched his hands on both sides of the chair, and the moment he leaned over to cover his lips to the glands on the back of Wen Hong's neck, he seemed to hear the slight sound of the corner of the chair being cracked by Wen Hong's force.

Wen Hong's closed eyelashes trembled violently, and he gritted his teeth so hard that he couldn't let out a low moan from between his lips.

All his sensory attention was focused on the most vulnerable spot on the back of his neck.

He could clearly feel Wencang's dry lips touching his skin, bringing him a momentary electric current running through his back, making him shiver uncontrollably, and he could feel Alpha's fangs piercing through the glands The pain and the helplessness of being encroached on sovereignty, as well as the shame of Alpha's powerful pheromone injected into his glands to enclose the territory unambiguously.

These are things that Wen Hong could not have imagined before, but now they are actually presented in front of him, and he instinctively wants to escape.

He exhaled two breaths quickly, it was hard to imagine that his pheromones would sway out without any rejection, to cater to the Alpha behind him, like all the docile and pleasant Omegas that were kept in captivity beside his Alpha, surrender on Alpha.

The strength in Wen Hong's body seemed to be exhausted as the pheromone diffused, so he could only rely on the support of the back of the chair to barely let himself lean back into Alpha's arms.

Wen Hong's pheromone is not sweet, but it has a mellow fragrance that makes Wen Cang unwilling to just taste it and stay for a moment.

Alpha's susceptibility period exposes all Alpha's cruel nature, and even those emotions that breed in the dark can hardly restrain themselves from gaining the psychological advantage.

——For example, he wanted to keep the Omega in front of him as his own, let him stay only by his side, wanted him to linger with his breath, and wanted him to have his own mark on the back of his fair neck forever.

All these thoughts that would be subconsciously suppressed and avoided by Wen Cang on weekdays rushed to the top of his heart at this moment, mixed with the fragrant Omega pheromone in front of him, provoking his nerves one after another and encroaching on his reason.

The sudden burst of pheromone from Wen Cang's body stimulated Wen Hong to open his eyes suddenly, and his hands subconsciously exerted force, frowning and breaking off the corner of the back of the chair abruptly, driving the chair forward with his body, trying to stay away from Alpha. control range.

During the marking process, Omega's escaping behavior will only aggravate Alpha's terrifying desire to possess and control, but the crisp sound of Wen Hong breaking the corner of the wooden chair seems to have awakened Wen Cang. He loosened his mouth and straightened up, the bloodshot tooth marks on the glands on the back of Wen Hong's neck that had been bitten too hard fell on the focus of his sight shockingly.

Wen Cang's eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to restrain the emotions surging in his chest, and stood aside, turning his eyes away so that Wen Hong could not see the gloomy emotion in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Wen Hong moved his neck, made a few crisp sounds, and his legs were still a little weak when he stood up on the chair. Didn't the doctor say that a bite can relieve Alpha's susceptibility period?How does it seem to be intensifying?

Wen Hong raised his hand to touch his gland, and touched the temporary mark that had just formed. Wen Cang bit it a bit hard this time, and it hurt a little.

Wen Cang closed his eyes, his voice sounded much deeper than before: "I won't bother you anymore, you can rest."

Wen Hong: "Okay, I won't give it away."

Wen Cang: "..."

?

Why don't you keep it?

Wen Hong gathered the neckline of his nightgown, thought for a while, and got up politely to open the door, making a "please" gesture.

The attitude can be said to be very good, especially when Wen Cang can feel that he still doesn't like him very much.

Wen Cang gently twirled his fingertips, subconsciously lingering on the faintly lingering scent of drunkenness and smile.

He wanted to hug Wenhong, wanted to take this Omega who had just been marked by him into his arms, and enjoy his tenderness to the fullest.

It is said that after being marked, Omega will unconsciously rely on Alpha, showing their most vulnerable and lovable side to gain Alpha's love, being well-behaved and docile.

But it is obvious that Wen Hong in a sober state, even if he has just been marked, will not show a gentle attitude in front of him as he wished, just like just now he just couldn't help but release his pheromone to hug Wen Hong, he would It was so provocative that Wen Hong broke off the corners of the wooden chair abruptly, instead of leaning into his arms softly and softly like other Omegas with soft bodies.

Just because Wen Hong doesn't reject his pheromones doesn't mean he doesn't reject Wen Cang himself.

This result made Wen Cang a little irritable, he licked his canine teeth, and tasted the mellow Omega pheromone still left on the tip of his teeth, trying to calm himself down a bit.

He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Hong: "Sorry, I just confiscated it, bit it hard, and it's bleeding a little."

"Yes, it's fine," Wen Hong nodded without changing his expression, "I'll take care of it."

Wen Cang and Wen Hong looked at each other for a moment, with some expectations in their eyes unconsciously.

There was some doubt in Wen Hong's clear eyes, and he added: "Thank you, Director Wen, for your help. You can go back and rest."

—he wouldn't even say good night to me again.

Wen Cang nodded lightly, and as soon as he walked out, he felt the wind blowing when Wen Hong closed the door neatly.

Wen Hong inexplicably felt a little bit of grievance and depression from the pheromone in Alpha whose risk index soared during this susceptible period, and he couldn't figure it out.

It seems that every time a temporary mark is made, something must be damaged. Wen Hong returned to the bed, looked at the wooden chair with two corners missing, and felt a little headache. He was thinking about what he would do when he asked Xie Yao to negotiate compensation with the hotel staff tomorrow. explain.

Wen Hong went to take a shower in a state of confusion, and there was still half a bottle of pheromone extract by the bedside still emitting a light and light fragrance, huddled around Wen Hong leisurely, and accompanied him to sleep well night after night .

——Even Wen Hong himself didn't notice that he was used to Wen Cang's pheromone.

As soon as Wen Cang's susceptible period passed, he dutifully returned to his post of responsibility, and the filming of the crew also moved forward in an orderly manner.

It's just that Director Wen is not in a good mood every time he sees Wen Hong having close contact with other Alpha actors. His complexion remains unchanged, but his eyes and the low pressure around him make people dare not approach.

Of course, Shi Yanting, who was thinking carefully, was also observing silently, and then he felt that his previous guess seemed to be true. His cousin really didn't like Wen Hong getting too close to other Alphas.

A few days ago, for some unknown reason, Shi Yanting keenly sensed that the already faded Alpha pheromone smell on Wen Hong's body was much stronger. The collar was taken away, but his reaction seemed to be noticed by Wen Hong, and when he met Wen Hong again, there was only a strong smell of blocker left on him.

But those few days were Wen Cang's susceptible period.

Wouldn't two Alphas fight together?

Today is Wen Hong and Fang Jinyan's rivalry.

Shi Yanting sat next to Wen Cang against Wen Cang's low pressure. After a while, he whispered to Wen Cang: "Cousin, you are too obvious, and it will affect your cousin's acting."

Wen Cang has always been unreasonable to this annoying cousin, and this time he did not intend to answer the conversation, but his ears keenly received an important point of information in Shi Yanting's words, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Shi Yan Court, startled this dumb Omega.He frowned and asked Shi Yanting: "What did you say?"

"Wen Hong," Shi Yanting silently dragged the small bench back a little, and said guiltily, "Isn't he my future cousin?"

I smell of your pheromones all over me...

Wen Cang stared at Shi Yanting for a moment, staring so hard that Shi Yanting wanted to run away, then he lightly retracted his gaze, still looking at Wen Hong on the set, and smiled almost inaudibly. Zhou's unexpected aura suddenly dissipated:

"he is."