After installing A, it was marked by the enemy

In the extremely lonely alleyway in the night, it was quiet for a long time.Until the calm was broken by a wild cat that suddenly appeared.

An Zhimi kept his expression of grief and indignation calm, and his mind turned rapidly. In order to stabilize Si Jin, he said, "When did I get terminally ill? Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that he had calmed down, Si Jin relaxed her frowning eyebrows, "An'an, you should have discovered the abnormality in your body a long time ago, haven't you ever had any doubts?"

An Zhimi opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I didn't find out, I've always been normal."

As an Omega, wouldn't it be great not to be like this!

Si Jin seriously raised doubts: "Since we met, you have had a fever several times."

An Zhimi dismissed it, "It proves that my immune system is active."

"..." An Zhimi was ill, Si Jin didn't dare to make him angry, and said again: "And I have never smelled your pheromone."

An Zhimi looked at him with contempt: "The release of pheromones is sexual harassment. I think this is the basic morality that Alphas should abide by."

Si Jin was silent, and An An seemed to mean something.

There was really no other way, Si Jin didn't want to say this at first, but An Zhimi refused to admit it, so he had to take the risk of angering An Zhimi, and lowered his eyes halfway: "Then when I kiss your glands... ..”

An Zhimi felt bad, "Shut up!"

Si Jin spit out the rest of the words quietly, "You seem to be very comfortable." The tone of his speech was as if An Zhimi was a scumbag.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

He still said it!

"I'm just good at acting! Do you understand acting skills? Don't be too sentimental, can you? Actually, I'm not feeling well at all, you fucking—" An Zhimi was annoyed and irritable, and just burst into anger, and caught a glimpse of Si Jin's eyes instantly became pity, and the flame went out with a puff...

An Zhimi: "..." Fuck, what is he thinking about?

An Zhimi really couldn't even get angry, he wiped his face, exhausted, "Forget it, I don't want to tell you, and you don't care about me, I have my own body."

Si Jin was the devil sent by heaven to restrain him, he recognized it.

Is it too late for him to hide?

An Zhimi's chest rose and fell violently, but every time his face changed slightly, Si Jin would look at him with that tolerant and distressed look, making goose bumps all over his body, and forced himself to hold back.

This anger has no place to vent, and if I stay any longer, I'm afraid it will explode on the spot.

An Zhimi's face was gloomy, and he didn't even look at Si Jin. He walked past him and heard Si Jin whispering behind him: "I told you that you are my only friend."

An Zhimi paused, suddenly thinking of Si Jin's miserable childhood.

Si Jin lowered her eyebrows, "I thought we could be friends but not lovers. I know I have a criminal record, so it's normal for you not to trust me. I just want to care about you..."

Wearing a punk outfit, with her hair just hanging on her forehead, and a 1.9-meter tall man standing in the corner, Si Jin exuded a downcast air all over her body when she couldn't see the aggressive face.

An Zhimi gritted his teeth - so despicable, to be miserable!

But what did Si Jin do wrong?He just wants to care about his only friend.

An Zhimi didn't realize that he had been brainwashed silently, he was so entangled, Si Jin was really honest these past few days, and he didn't say or do anything deviant once, it seemed that he had completely let go of his thoughts about him.

After all, Si Jin didn't know that he was an Omega, so the misunderstanding made sense.

Although Si Jin couldn't see An Zhimi's expression, the slow pace of the other party clearly made him aware of it.So Si Jin deliberately softened her voice, and said softly: "I understand that an Alpha suffering from a disease like a pseudo-Omega would be very embarrassing. But this disease can cause bipolar disorder, and the consequences are very serious."

"An'an, don't hide your illness from your doctor."

"..."

An Zhimi's tangled expression paused, and he grasped the key words: "Bipolar disorder?"

He thought of Si Jin's loving eyes that night, and Fuzhi realized it in his heart.

——Emotionally, every time he loses his temper, Si Jin thinks he is having an illness!

no wonder... no wonder...

An Zhi was trembling with anger.

What exactly does he look like bipolar?Is Si Jin having a bad brain or a bad eye?

Si Jin saw that An Zhimi's face changed again and again, looking like he was about to explode, fearing that his condition would worsen, "Okay." He raised his hands and stepped back, trying to ease the atmosphere: "I won't say anything. Maybe I made a mistake Come on, don't get excited."

However, life-and-death matters cannot tolerate An Zhimi's willfulness, so Si Jin observed his words and said, "But if I find evidence to prove it, you have to go to the doctor with me."

dream!

An Zhimi's blood vessels throbbed, and he sneered, "Let's talk about it after you find it."

Turn around and leave.

That night, An Zhimi went back and immediately searched the Internet for the disease Si Jin mentioned, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. He had to suspect that Si Jin was cheating on him.

But Si Jin didn't seem like the kind of person who would talk about being sick and make fun of it.

An Zhimi thought about it all night to no avail. He didn't even see the cutie sent a few messages.Then I had another nightmare that night.

In the dream, he was kidnapped in a closed small black room.

Thin ropes bound his limbs tightly to the back of the chair, and he couldn't break free no matter what he tried. A white cloth was stuffed in his mouth, preventing the possibility of calling for help.

Holding a candle in his hand, Si Jin stepped out of the darkness and stood quietly in front of him.

The handsome face is deep and terrifying under the flickering candlelight.

When An Zhimi saw it was him, his eyes widened in shock: "Oh! Oh!"

Why are you arresting me?let me go!

"Do you not admit it?" Si Jin ignored him, and said to himself: "No, I must prove that you are a sick Alpha."

An Zhimi desperately shook his head: "Ummmmmm——"

I'm not sick!I'm not sick!

Si Jin looked at him fixedly, "No, you have."

Then, under An Zhimi's frightened eyes, slowly and firmly, he took off his pants...

An Zhimi who was cold under his body: "!!!"

In the dead of night, An Zhimi sat up suddenly from the bed.

A cold sweat.

......

The next day, when Zhou Ran received An Zhimi, he was shocked.

"Look at this face, what's the matter if you haven't slept all night?" Zhou Ran asked distressedly.

An Zhimi's face was pale, his eyes were dull, "I thought this morning, I must have been a villain in my previous life."

"Why do you think so suddenly?" Zhou Ran wondered if his artist was under too much pressure from work.

An Zhimi almost cried bitterly: "Otherwise, how could I meet that bastard Si Jin!"

Zhou Ran: "..."

Zhou Ran was a little scared by his sincerity, what did Si Jin do to his fearless artist?Unfortunately, no matter what he said, An Zhimi refused to tell him.

With confused thoughts in mind, Zhou Ran picked up An Zhimi, who was loveless in life, and drove to the shooting base.

Outside the tube building, a black car had already parked in the open space.

An Zhimi got out of the car in a daze, didn't even hear Zhou Ran's shout, and floated into the alley like a ghost, Zhou Ran looked worried - what's wrong?

When Zhou Ran was about to turn around and go back, someone suddenly knocked on the car window.

He took a closer look and found that it was Si Jin.

Zhou Ran hesitated for a moment, then rolled down the car window, "Mr. Si, what's the matter?"

No matter what he thought in his heart, Si Jin was someone he and An Zhimi could not afford to offend.

"Ask you something." Si Jin took off his sunglasses and put them in his breast pocket. He refused Zhou Ran's move to get out of the car to speak, and asked directly, "Have you been with An An for a year or two?"

Zhou Ran was vigilant when he heard the words, "Ah, yes."

What did Si Jin ask this for?

Si Jin thought for a moment, "Do you feel..." He seemed to be organizing his words, "An An has become more and more irritable in recent years?"

Zhou Ran froze for a moment, then recalled: "This is the case."

She already has a bad temper, but she always pretends to be an angel and a gentle persona, isn't that just grumpy?

Si Jin closed her eyes, sure enough.

He opened his eyes, and looked at Zhou Ran with those deep eyes, "If you have time, take him to a psychiatrist or something. It's true that you want to make money, but you can't ignore the artist's physical and mental health."

Si Jin's tone was very calm, Zhou Ran was stunned because his limbs felt cold, like a primary school student being reprimanded, so he could only nod his head, "Okay, okay."

After Si Jin left, a look of confusion flashed across Zhou Ran's face.

So what exactly is Si Jin here for?

......

An Zhimi walked through the alleyway and met a woman with exquisite makeup at the door of Tongzilou.

He glanced at it and found it familiar, but he couldn't remember the name, and when he was about to enter the building, he was stopped by a woman.

"An Zhimi?"

An Zhimi didn't sleep well all night, and his reaction was a little slow, "Call me?"

The woman stepped on high heels, came to him, and handed over a business card, "We met last time, I am Zhuang Wei, Si Jin's manager."

An Zhimi immediately remembered, and smiled embarrassedly, "I've been so busy lately that I didn't recognize you, what's wrong with me?"

Zhuang Wei withdrew her hand, "I just want to ask if Si Jin has done anything bad during this time."

An Zhimi couldn't figure out why she came, "Which aspect is it referring to?"

"You..." Zhuang Wei looked at An Zhimi who looked like a student, clean and simple, and couldn't help but sighed deeply, "Forget it, it's nothing, if there is any accident, you can call me. "

What she said was reserved, An Zhimi was at a loss, and complied because of politeness.

But before Zhuang Wei left, An Zhimi couldn't help calling him, "Excuse me—"

Zhuang Wei turned her head back with a solemn expression: "Huh?"

"I want to ask." An Zhimi couldn't bear to be bothered, and he would go crazy if he could bear it any longer. He asked sincerely, "Is there something wrong with Si Jin's mind?"

Zhuang Wei: "..."

As expected, Si Jin is no longer a human being!

......

After returning to the set and greeting everyone, An Zhimi and Si Jin looked at each other, nodded politely and looked away.

As if nothing had happened.

No matter how worried the two leading actors are, the work must continue.

Yesterday, because An Zhimi's intimate scene was over, Director Chen seized the opportunity to shoot the scene where Fang Miaomiao and Pei Chi meet in one go, and today he will film the scene where Ji Yan discovers the clue.

【No.11 / Ji Yan's House / Daytime】

The camera is focused on a small room with smiling faces of children graffitied on the wall.

A hand slowly reached into the camera and touched it cherishingly.

At this time, Ji Yan stood at the door without knowing when, with a gloomy face: "After you went out last night, where did you stay all night?"

Fang Miaomiao's body trembled, thinking of the dry quilt at Pei Chi's house last night, she didn't dare to look at him: "I, I hid under the bridge all night."

Ji Yan's upright facial features were slightly distorted, "Under the bridge?" His voice suddenly increased: "Impossible, there is no one there!"

With tears in her eyes, Fang Miaomiao cried in a low voice, "How do you know?"

Ji Yan's expression froze, he couldn't say that he had been searching all night, he hated himself for being so out of control, he approached and grabbed Fang Miaomiao's arm, through the clothes, it seemed that even touching him felt dirty.

Ji Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Remember, your father killed my father, and you owe me your whole life! If you dare to do something that I'm sorry for outside—"

His eyes were red: "I will never forgive you!"

Fang Miaomiao was so frightened that her face was covered with tears, "I... got it, got it."

......

"Cut—"

At the end of a scene, Director Chen did not speak abnormally, but suddenly asked An Zhimi: "You have been slow to answer the conversation several times, why?"

An Zhimi glanced at Si Jin who was standing outside the camera, and said, "I'm sorry, my reaction was a bit slow."

The fact is that Si Jin's little pheromone yesterday was insignificant, and it could only comfort him briefly. Today, when the filming officially started, the glands were always itchy, and An Zhimi couldn't help but want to see Si Jin many times. Forcibly restrained.

Always uncontrollable distraction.

Director Chen didn't lose his temper, but just said: "The shots just shot are usable, and Fang Miaomiao's personality makes sense, but you just got into the mood yesterday, and today is not right. You should think about it first, and then shoot in the afternoon."

The rest time of the crew means that the funds are burning.

An Zhimi was originally a person with strong self-esteem. If Director Chen scolded him, it would make him feel better. Talking to him in such a friendly voice made him feel very uncomfortable.

Fang Miaomiao is the core conflict point of the plot. Without him, the filming of this movie would not be possible.

Bai Heyu came over to comfort him: "Haven't you ever made a movie? Movies are different from TV dramas. You just came here, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. You've made great progress."

An Zhimi felt more and more guilty, "Thank you senior, I will work hard."

The others dispersed and went about their own affairs. An Zhimi stood there, not knowing what to do for a moment. He saw Si Jin discussing something with Director Chen, and gritted his teeth.

It can't go on like this, unless...

He fell in love with Si Jin's pheromone.

Director Chen was called away by the production staff, and An Zhimi made up his mind when he saw this, and went to find Si Jin.

"Find a place, I have something to tell you."

Si Jin looked at him, "Okay."

.......

The two came to a room on the second floor that was temporarily cleaned up for the actors to rest.

Si Jin looked very polite, "Do you want me to help you with the scene?"

An Zhimi closed the door tightly, and stood at the door with his back turned, feeling a little flustered for a moment, what excuse should he use to ask Si Jin to give him a temporary mark?

Admitting to terminal illness?

Or the aggressive general Si Jin?

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and in fact, he made a decision after only a few seconds.

An Zhimi stared at Si Jin who was dressed as a gangster, "Do you still remember yesterday when you said I was terminally ill?"

Si Jin's expression moved slightly, "I remember."

An Zhimi blinked, and said seriously: "I thought about it carefully, no matter what I say, you won't believe me, why don't you do something to prove that my body is normal."

Si Jin lowered her eyes and suppressed the emotions in her eyes, "Tell me, it's great if you can figure it out."

"Didn't you mean the glands..." An Zhimi cleared his throat, and he couldn't see any awkward thoughts on the surface, "Is my reaction not like acting?"

Si Jin smiled, "It really doesn't look like it." He seemed to have thought of something, and offered, "Why don't I try again?"

An Zhimi's eyes lit up, and he pretended to be calm and said, "If you insist on trying, it's not impossible."

"Did you come over? Or did I come over?" Si Jin's voice was light and airy, and there was nothing strange about it, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, rather than an act that required close contact, "Why don't you come and sit down, it's more convenient .”

An Zhimi was still wary of him, but until he sat down, Si Jin's demeanor and behavior couldn't be more normal, and there was nothing in his eyes that scared him that night.

"Then hurry up."

An Zhimi sat on the bed reassuringly, with his back to Si Jin, pulled down his collar, his hair was scattered on the side of his face, and the light and shadow came from behind, illuminating his bare nape like snow.

"I'm starting." Si Jin said.

An Zhimi's defenselessness made him slightly annoyed.

It's like really seeing him as a friend who helps each other, rather than an Alpha who can tag him.

Professor Hua said that the false omega has the same characteristics as the normal omega except that it cannot be permanently marked and pregnant.

If he wanted to become one with An Zhimi, even if it was just a false mark, he would be satisfied.

An Zhimi's back was facing him, and Si Jin's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and his breathing gradually became heavier. The slender hand was placed on An Zhimi's shoulder, pressing him impartially.

The pheromone emitted slightly, with a soft breath like clouds, made An Zhimi squint his eyes comfortably, and couldn't see Si Jin's possessive eyes at all.

Si Jin's breath gradually approached, An Zhimi curled his fingers holding the bed board slightly, his skin turned pink with sensitivity.

At this time, the person behind said softly, "Miaomiao, what should you call me?"

An Zhimi was dizzy from the pheromone fan, and during this period of time, he uttered a word and instinctively made a sound.

"elder brother."

Si Jin chuckled, just when An Zhimi realized that he was about to scold him, instead of being moist as expected, sharp canine teeth suddenly pierced into the fragile gland.

The action is a bit rude.

An Zhimi's mind went blank.

Don't you mean just lick it...

Excited by the sudden pain, he let out a short ah, jumped forward, and was crushed on the bed by the Alpha who was firmly clutching the back of his neck.

Unlike the temporarily marked pain of the first, the second seemed to be more of a mind-blowing thing.

An Zhimi buried his face in the quilt, afraid that Si Jin would notice his strangeness.

How...became like this...

The sound insulation of the tube building is poor, and people are walking up and down the stairs at any time.Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming this way.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

"Is anyone here?"

An Zhimi panicked when he heard the knock on the door: "Wait, stop first—"

Si Jin didn't speak, no Alpha would withdraw at such a time.

He pinched An Zhimi's ear with one hand, kid, did you forget that you locked the door?

An Zhimi panicked for a while before he remembered this matter. He had just become a little more honest when he was injected with pheromone unexpectedly. Kitten with nape.

Those hands that had been fantasized by netizens covered his mouth at this moment, "Shh."

An Zhimi gritted his teeth.

After a while, the person outside the door couldn't open it, and muttered, "Are you asleep?"

After the person left, the Alpha on the head opened his reddish eyes, and the pheromone was still drilling into the gland underneath, he asked inarticulately, "An'an, I can't smell the pheromone that went in."

An Zhimi's consciousness was tossed in the sea of ​​clouds, unable to speak, because it was mixed with his pheromone.

During this time, Si Jin, who was in pain from thinking about him, closed her eyes with a sigh, and didn't say a word.

[It's all swallowed up by you]

The author has something to say: Well. .I'm sleepy, it's a bit late.

I don't know what to say, so I just scold Si Jin for not being a human being.

good night.

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感谢在2020-03-0802:50:45~2020-03-1023:38:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Shoushou father;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Big Fatty Next Door, Little Sauce Carrot, Yong Xiao, meowdoll, 1 Shou Shou Qin Daddy;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!