The actor's high-compatibility lover

Ning Yuanzheng walked up to Wen Yan's side and reached out to touch his forehead.

Wen Yan's skin was so delicate that no pores could be seen, it was full of collagen, and it was tender and dewy.

When Ning Yuanzheng put his hand on it, the tentacles were soft and smooth, and he really didn't want to take it off.

Wen Yan felt a pair of big warm hands caressing his forehead, and the cold Mulan breath rushed towards his face.

I don't know if it was the sequelae of the dream last night, but now he smells Mulan and feels hot all over his body, and blood starts to gather on his cheeks.

Ning Yuanzheng's hands seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

The lounge was very quiet, so quiet that Wen Yan could hear his own breathing, and the atmosphere between the two of them was as delicate as a spell.

I don't know how long it took, but he avoided it as if he couldn't bear it.

Ning Yuanzheng let go of his hand, and said nonchalantly, "It seems that the fever is gone, is there any other discomfort?"

"It's just that my nose is a bit uncomfortable." Wen Yan replied, "I've already taken cold medicine just now, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Okay." Ning Yuanzheng urged gently, "Remember to wear more clothes today."

While the two were talking, Wei Xing knocked on the door outside, "Brother Ning, Director Jin is looking for you."

Ning Yuanzheng's face darkened, he went to the door and opened it, looking at Wei Xing with great dissatisfaction.

Under tremendous pressure, Wei Xing said in a low voice: "I sent you a message, but you ignored me."

Ning Yuanzheng: "Nonsense."

What is there for a hard-bodied male beta to give up his fragrant and soft omega to care about?

Wei Xing: "???"

What does it mean?

Straight guy Wei Xing said he didn't understand.

Wen Yan followed suit and stood up, "Since that's the case, I'll go first, and I'm going to prepare for makeup too."

"Well, good." Ning Yuanzheng's body immediately softened, "Pay attention to your body, you must wear more, I asked Wei Xing to send a lot of warm treasure stickers to Lian Shanshan, you must remember to post them."

"Thank you, I know." Wen Yan smiled.

Back in the lounge, Wen Yan started to put on makeup.

He sat on the chair, quietly letting the makeup artist play with his hair, closed his eyes, and felt a little tired for no reason.

After an unknown amount of time, he was woken up by the make-up artist, "The painting is finished, can you take a look at it?"

Wen Yan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired today, but you drew very well, thank you."

Lian Shanshan walked up to him and sat down, looking at him worriedly: "Your face doesn't look well, it's very red, do you have a fever? Shall I ask the doctor in the crew to look at it for you?"

Wen Yan didn't know what was wrong, after coming out of Ning Yuanzheng's lounge, he gradually felt uncomfortable.

Dizziness, nasal congestion, and a little nausea.

But there will be filming in a while, Wen Yan felt that there should be no big problem, so he didn't want to bother, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, you don't have to worry, and you don't have to tell others about me."

He paused, and added: "Don't tell Wei Xing."

He's not stupid, as can be heard from Ning Yuanzheng's words, Lian Shanshan must have betrayed him in front of Wei Xing often.

Lian Shanshan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I see."

Wen Yan didn't have many scenes today, so he struggled to finish filming, but he didn't expect his physical condition to get worse and worse.

Not only was his nose stuffy and dizzy, but he also felt nausea all the time, and his body temperature was getting higher and higher. He felt that his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up, and there was a very strange and frightening feeling in his body.

Omega instinct.

He reluctantly changed his clothes, and went back to the hotel to rest after telling Zheng Die.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Lian Shanshan sent a message to Wen Yan asking if he wanted to eat but did not get a reply.

Half an hour later, Lian Shanshan called him.

The phone rang seven or eight times, Wen Yan reluctantly picked it up, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

"Wen Yan?" Lian Shanshan was shocked when she heard his voice, "What's wrong with you? Your voice sounds hoarse. Are you sick?"

"I..." Wen Yan opened his mouth, wanting to talk about his physical condition, but found that he couldn't speak at all, his head was heavy and he wanted to vomit.

What was even more wrong was that he found himself short of breath, hot all over, and his glands were beating constantly.

He is probably... entering a pseudo-estrus period.

Pseudo-estrus is common in unmarried and not fully marked omegas. Sometimes when encountering highly compatible pheromones, or inhibitors are not taken in time, there will be pseudo-estrus.

Pseudoestrus is different from real estrus, and it doesn't need to be completely marked, but it is difficult to control with inhibitors and needs the help of alpha.

At this time, just go to the alpha volunteer and ask for a temporary token.

But Wen Yan's situation is special.

He himself dislikes alphas, and is very sensitive to alpha breaths, so it may be very painful for alpha volunteers to come to him.

For the false estrus period, either let the alpha deal with it, or fight it by yourself.

Wen Yan wanted to resist by himself.

"I'm fine." He took a few breaths, and reluctantly said to Lian Shanshan: "I want to take a break, and you don't have to worry about me for dinner."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and continued to lie in a daze.Lian Shanshan listened to the busy tone on the phone with a sad face, and looked worriedly at the takeaway food that Wei Xing gave him.

Wei Xing asked: "What's the matter, are you going to send it to Wen Yan's room?"

"No." Lian Shanshan frowned, and said hesitantly: "I don't think Wen Yan's condition is right, he seems to be unwell, but he doesn't say anything, I want to go and see him, if he is sick... ..."

Lian Shanshan has no experience in this area, and she doesn't know how to deal with artists when they are sick.

She was about to call Mu Gu, when Ning Yuanzheng's voice suddenly came from behind, "Wen Yan is sick?"

After removing his makeup, Ning Yuanzheng stood at the door of the lounge, frowning at them.

"I'm not sure." Lian Shanshan shook her head, "I want to see him."

"I'll go with you." Ning Yuanzheng said in an undeniable tone, "You should have his spare room card with you, right?"

"Yes, yes..." Lian Shanshan hesitated, "But Brother Ning, you are an alpha, so it's not convenient for you to enter the omega's room..."

In this way, if it gets out, it's easy to attract black rumors or something, especially if there is such a big gap between the two people's coffee positions.

"No one will take pictures." Ning Yuanzheng said lightly, with a stern expression, pursed lips, cold and difficult to get close to, "You don't have to guard against me, I just care about his body, and I am afraid that something will happen to him."

Lian Shanshan suddenly realized that Ning Yuanzheng, who was not with Wen Yan, turned out to be so unapproachable.

The tall alpha looked down at her with sharp eyes and a very strong sense of oppression.

Faced with such oppression, she immediately put Wen Yan's explanation behind her, and said honestly: "I have, I will take you there."

Ten minutes later, Lian Shanshan stood at the door of Wen Yan's room with Ning Yuanzheng and Wei Xing.

Ning Yuanzheng frowned even tighter.

What happened to Wen Yan, even if he was standing here, he could vaguely smell Wen Yan's pheromone.

The child's pheromones were full of restlessness.

He immediately whispered to Lian Shanshan, "Open the door."

Ning Yuanzheng's tone was very serious and cold, and Lian Shanshan subconsciously obeyed.

The door opened, and Ning Yuanzheng motioned for Lian Shanshan to go in, and followed him in, and then the wooden door made a "bang" sound.

Wei Xing almost bumped his nose.

He stared at the door, really wondering why Ning Yuanzheng went crazy and locked him out.