After the wrap-up banquet, everyone prepared to go back to the hotel room that the crew had arranged for them to sleep.

Di Lang hadn't finished his meal when he went to see off the little girls. He dragged Xie Yao and Di Lang to ask Wen Hong's recent situation excitedly. It was very late, and Di Lang was worried. After asking around the crew, they all said that Wen Hong and Wen Cang had gone back to the room to rest, and then he was relieved, so he didn't know what happened between the two. What.

Everyone knows that Wen Hong doesn't look good when he drinks, but everyone thinks it's a sign of his drinking capacity.

So when the finale banquet was about to end, Wen Hong leaned on the chair with his head propped up, and looked at the people chatting with a smile. Wen Cang really thought he was not drunk.

However, Wen Cang couldn't ignore his conscience because of his manager's instructions, so he suppressed his inner dislike and walked three steps away from him, calling him in a deep voice: "Wen Hong, your manager asked me to see you off." Back to the room."

"Oh, okay." Wen Hong's eyes were stained a little red, and his whole heroic face was a little more charming. He nodded lazily, squinted his eyes and looked at Wen Cang for a moment, "I I seem to have drunk too much, can you help me stand up?"

Wen Cang looked at him, the corners of his lips stretched into a line. After all, it was the finale, Wen Cang reached out to support his forearm, so that he could stand up with strength.

Wen Hong stood up, nodded Yaoyao to everyone, signaled that he would leave first, then shook off Wen Cang's hand as if nothing had happened, and walked out behind him diagonally.

His movement of throwing Wen Cang away was a little big, and the slap on Wen Cang's arm was quite loud, but the shop was noisy and no one noticed.

Wen Cang glanced at the palm print on his arm that quickly turned red: "..."

This person did it on purpose, right?

Public revenge.

The lights outside the restaurant were a bit dim, Wen Hong's mind was already muddled, he just wanted to go back to sleep quickly, but he didn't notice that he had to go down two steps, one of them didn't step on it and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull Wen Cang, just holding Wen Cang's shoulder Pulled back.

Alpha was very alert to danger, and when he heard the wind, he frowned and turned around abruptly to avoid it, but was caught off guard by Wen Hong and rushed into his arms.

Wen Hong is not as tall as him, but he is more than a circle thinner than him, and even his muscles don't seem to be as muscular as a high-quality Alpha.

The bridge of Wen Hong's nose hit his shoulder, and the pain made him almost cry, and his warm breath hit Wen Cang's shoulder and neck scatteredly, showing a bit of ambiguity.

Wen Cang:!

Wen Cang hurriedly pushed Wen Hong away, grinding his back molars: "What are you doing?!"

Wen Hong hissed, rubbed his nose, staggered a few steps and sat down on the stone steps. When he raised his eyes, his beautiful eyes were still shining with water, as if he was very puzzled.His brain had long been occupied by alcohol, so he had to be distracted to try to stay clear, and after a while he said bluntly: "I didn't step on it firmly, sorry."

Wen Cang frowned, looked at him again, and saw that he was just smelling heavily of alcohol, and the expression on his face still didn't look like a drunk person, but he made such a move just now, and his heart burned even more. Wuminghuo: "Are you drunk?"

Wen Hong blinked, and his attitude couldn't be more calm: "No."

But as long as everyone knows about it, the drunk will say that he is not drunk.

Wen Cang looked at Wen Hong's innocent face, obviously forgetting this.

Wen Hong felt it for a while, and felt that he was indeed a little unstable, and he was a little too lazy to move after drinking, and he forgot to have any festivals with the person in front of him, so he naturally stretched out his hand to Wen Cang: "Okay, you can Could you please help me again?"

Wen Cang: "..."

What is this man trying to do? !

Wen Hong was already good-looking, but at this time he had a gentle attitude of asking for help, almost no one could resist, but Wen Cang's vigilance towards him soared for a while, staring at his well-articulated, fair and beautiful hands, He categorically refused: "No."

No one can be courteous and playful with director Wen Da.

nobody.

"Oh..." Wen Hong responded blankly, the whistling whistling in his ears made him only hear the last two words of Wen Cang, so he still insisted on stretching out his hand, waiting for Wen Cang to help, and nodded obediently, "Then thank you."

Wen Cang:? ? ? ? ?

Things seemed to be at an impasse.

Those uncivilized actors have never made Wen Cang depressed and annoyed like this, but Wen Hong can leave the set early tomorrow morning, and he will stay on the set, so he doesn't have so much time to spend here with Wen Hong.

Director Wen compromised.

He approached Wenhong, bent over and pulled Wenhong up from the ground abruptly.

But Wen Hong is really lazy when he wants to be lazy, especially after he loses most of his self-consciousness after being drunk.

So he rested most of his body weight on Wen Cang with peace of mind, and thanked Wen Cang again with a smile: "Thank you..."

Wen Cang: "..."

Wen Cang repeatedly said silently in his heart, this is a society ruled by law, even if the same kind of Alpha treats him like this, he can't beat people with his hands.

Wen Hong felt a little itchy on the back of his neck, and subconsciously raised his hand to scratch it, but felt his glands began to heat up faintly. He snorted, and moved closer to Wen Cang, who seemed to be getting cooler, with the tip of his nose sore. It was on the side of his neck, and his breath was hot.

He seemed to smell a very elegant smell, like orchid fragrance, which relieved his discomfort a little, but then he was a little dissatisfied, and greedily rubbed closer to the source - Alpha's glands.

At this time Wen Cang had already carried him to the door of the room, and was about to shake him off and let him go in by himself.

The moment Wen Hong's breath lightly sprinkled on his glands, Wen Cang's whole body's nerves tensed up suddenly, and his brain sent out an emergency signal, and he threw Wen Hong away abruptly, kicking him sideways reflexively. , but saw that the person who was lazily pulling him to smell his glands one second, quickly dodged Alpha's biting attack the next second.

——If the glands of Omega represent the ownership of his body and mind, then the glands of Alpha are undoubtedly the most inviolable and provocative glory and dignity.

To be sniffing glands so frivolously by a fellow of the same kind, if it is not a pair of Alphas who confirm their love relationship, it is undoubtedly the biggest insult to Alphas.

Wen Cang's masseter muscles on both cheeks tightened, and he managed to contain the strong alpha aggressive pheromone that was about to burst out. He stared at the person in front of him, the emotion in his black eyes was terribly suppressed.

Wen Hong blinked, and looked at him without fear, with obvious confusion in his eyes, and a little bit of dissatisfaction from the corners of his slightly pursed lips.

"Are you asking me here on purpose, wanting to fight with me?" Wen Cang said in a deep voice.

Wen Hong blinked, then frowned in confusion and asked him, "What?"

Wen Cang slammed his canine teeth hard, and stared at him with heavy eyes, the atmosphere was once very tense.

But this is only for sober people and famous directors.

Wen Hong, who had already had alcohol in his head, didn't know why the Alpha in front of him lost his temper for no reason, but he subconsciously knew that he shouldn't get too close to a strange Alpha, especially when he faintly felt that there was something wrong with his body now.

He didn't want to care about this inexplicable Alpha, he turned slowly and faced the door of his room, took out the door card in his trouser pocket, swiped it on the sensor, and opened the door.

He even politely turned around and bowed to Wen Cang when he entered the door: "Thank you for taking me back, good night."

Then without hesitation, he closed the door in front of Wen Cang.

The drunken man couldn't control his strength, and the door was slammed loudly.

Wen Cang: "..."

His simmering anger was suppressed abruptly by Wen Hong, and he still had nowhere to vent it.

Wen Cang's face was gloomy, and he resisted the urge to kick open the door to grab Wen Hong out and beat him up, turned around and went back to his room, and unavoidably took off Wen Hong's alcohol-stained clothes to take a shower.

When he lowered his head, he smelled a faint fragrance, elegant and fragrant, the scent of Omega's noble and pure pheromones—it was exactly the same as what he smelled on Wen Hong inadvertently when he tilted his head to take pictures in the evening.

——It should have been left on Wen Hong's body when he was pulling him, but the fragrance was slightly different, as if he was secretly yearning for it, but it also blended into his Alpha pheromone's Qingshan Yuquan Lanxiang with absolute strength .

This made Wen Cang react untimely, and his complexion became even worse.

Is Wen Hong drunk or not?

If not, then on the way back, he had to walk with his own support, the small movements of getting close to him quietly, and the act of smelling his glands just now, what are they all for?

Wen Cang thought of Wen Hong's smiling WeChat profile picture with a flower in his mouth, the rumors in the circle, and the playful evasion of the crew in the past few days that he had only come to recall. The line boldly guides his thoughts to spread in an incredible direction.

——If he really wants to take his own path to the film industry through relationships, but as an Alpha, he tries to seduce him with Omega pheromones.

That man Wenhong is real, extremely misconducted and shameless!

When Wen Hong woke up in the morning, he had a splitting headache, and the back of his neck was burning hot. The smell of alcohol on his body made him feel nauseous. The agent pricked himself.

Turning on the phone, he saw dozens of missed calls from Xie Yao and Di Lang, and a few messages from Yuan Ling. Only then did he notice that it was already 10:30, and he had missed his return to City A long ago. airplane.

Wen Hong called Di Lang first, but unexpectedly he was not scolded, which surprised him a bit. After all, he accepted the toast from every staff member last night. If it was before, Di Lang would have Scold him half to death.

"Director Wen sent you back to the room, you should at least send a message to thank him later," Di Lang was heartbroken, "The plane has been rebooked until [-]:[-] p.m., pack it up now, we're done eating Head to the airport for lunch."

Knowing that it was Wen Cang who sent him back, Wen Hong was even more surprised. He tried to recall the situation when Wen Cang sent him back last night. He remembered that he seemed to ask Wen Cang to help him go, and then...

He actually agreed? !

And then...it seemed to be sent to the door of the room. Wen Cang seemed very upset and tried to hit him. However, Wen Hong practiced fighting with Ji Zhuoqing since he was a child. Dodging and blocking are all muscle memory, and it is very easy to dodge. thing.

Doesn't this person dislike himself very much?

But generally speaking, Wen Cang is quite generous.

Wen Hong gave Wen Dao a thumbs-up in his heart, even though he had already been blocked from the circle of friends by Wen Cang.

Wen Hong got into the car and started to read Yuan Ling's message.

[Yuan Ling]: Brother Hong!Brother Hong! ! !

[Yuan Ling]: Terrified jpg.

[Yuan Ling]: What happened when you and Director Wen went back to the hotel last night? !

[Yuan Ling]: Today, the Alpha male second was still as busy as before and wanted to get closer to Wen Dao, but was ridiculed by Wen Dao without changing his face, and he was still scolding you, what to say, "one Is everyone learning from Wen Hong's bad habits?"

[Yuan Ling]: I rely on me to be very afraid of him, and I am even more terrified when he is like this.

[Musae]:?He just helped me back to the room.

[Musae]: It's okay, don't worry, just shoot your part, and you'll be finished in a few days.

[Yuan Ling]: The child is crying jpg.

[Yuan Ling]: My agent also wants me to establish a good relationship with him to see if I can get acquainted with each other and act in a movie or something.

[Musae]: cat touching head jpg.

[Musae]: It's okay, I heard what you said about him, and I feel that even if he gets angry, it's only directed at me, and it won't implicate other people.

[Yuan Ling]: Oh, it's my turn, I'll go first, Brother Hong, bye~

[Musae]: Come on!

Wen Hong put away his phone and decided to cancel the likes he gave Wen Cang half an hour ago.

Why don't you let him help you back to your room?

Wen Cang is really a stingy Alpha.

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