C-site pheromone

When I went back to the dormitory, I could hear the quiet drop of a needle in the flat floor.

Su Qi explained a few words to them, and hurried back to the administrative building next door for a meeting.

The two of them watched the manager leave like high school students. As soon as her afterimage disappeared, they opened the distance at the same time.

"Talk."

"Don't talk about it." Bai Chun still has lingering fears about the wrist pinch just now, not to mention that his body is still in the sensitive state marked by him: "I'm very tired, let me sleep for a while."

Wen Yaofeng didn't speak when he raised his eyes, and released all the pheromones directly.

In an instant, the domineering liquor seemed to be thrown on the wall. When it exploded, the liquor scattered like frenzied rain, and the smell could be directly choked into the Tianling Gai from the nasal cavity.

Bai Chun glared at him: "Wen Yaofeng!"

"How?" Wen Yaofeng raised his eyes and laughed: "Want to throw it away after using it?"

He thought that this cold beauty would scold him severely, or fall to the ground with weak legs.

As a result, Bai Chun turned around and ran away.

Not only did she run at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, but she also closed and locked the door with a bang, quite like a big girl with a yellow flower guarding against death.

run... run?

Wen Yaofeng stood where he was, with a question mark slowly appearing on his head.

It was a confrontation between men just now, but now it has directly turned into a fight between elementary school students? ?

Bai Chun was already breathing heavily when he entered the room, his body was instinctively mobilized by the familiar smell, his blood and skin were eager for the embrace of the marker.

After locking the door, he almost swept away all the books that were in the way, took out an unfinished half bottle of brandy from the small refrigerator hidden in the bookcase, bit the stopper with his teeth and poured it directly from the top of his head.

The white of the best pigeon coop flowed out, and the aroma of highly fermented grapes poured directly through his shirt and tie, and the dark gray hair also hung wetly on both sides of his cheeks.

The strong taste of fruit wine can be regarded as covering part of the lingering tequila smell just now.

He closed his eyes and waited for his sanity to return. He let his eyelashes drip with wine, and raised his head to drink what was left in the bottle.

I have already lived in a mess, and there is too much shame.

Wen Yaofeng tugged on his tie, thinking that he was the captain who was treated harshly and tossed about, why would he look like a bully instead.

He seriously reflected for a while, confirmed that there was nothing to reflect on, and then went to knock on the door again.

"Bai Chun."

Knock knock knock.

"Don't pretend, I know you're not asleep."

Knock knock knock.

"Let's talk."

There was a muffled sound from the opposite side of the door.

"You put away the pheromone first."

Wen Yaofeng frowned and sniffed, and argued: "It was accepted early, and I let it go for two or three seconds just now."

There was no sound from the door.

Why is it more like bullying people.

The deep-rooted captain's consciousness emerged in time to remind him to give his teammates and future partners a little personal space.

"... Forget it, you should rest first."

When they returned to the bedroom, Sister Su in the wechat group had sent out the latest itinerary, which also included the variety show "Moment of Death".

No one spoke in the group, but Wen Yaofeng had hundreds of private messages in his mobile phone.

Excluding those who deliberately seduce, those who tried to poach corners, and those who were clichéd, the other two teammates sent more than a dozen messages.

And it's all about Bai Chun.

[Lizi Yuanyuan]: Brother Yao, you must be nice to me, Brother Chun, I know you have a lot of victories in mind, but recording a variety show... Do what you can, right?

[Lizi Yuanyuan]: Brother Yao, I'm going to shoot endorsements, don't quarrel with Brother Chun, although he often endures that you are so good-tempered that it's not normal...but people will feel uncomfortable.

[Lizi Yuanyuan]: The one just now absolutely—absolutely did not mean to dislike you!Brother don't hit me! !

……

[Ford]: He is in poor health and prone to hypoglycemia, please take care of him.

[Ford]: Don't force him to record the show.

Wen Yaofeng read each article very calmly, put down his phone and rubbed his temples for a long time.

No, what's the matter with you two.

I usually do things quickly, but I have never neglected to take care of my teammates. It has been four years since ECHO, and everyone has never quarreled openly.

Why are all of them...

Could it be...they already knew that Bai Chun was an OMEGA? !

There were two knocks on the door.

"Yaofeng," Bai Chun said calmly, "I'm feeling better, let's talk."

Wen Yaofeng sat up straight suddenly, straightened his hair and smoothed his coat, and checked his glasses before opening the door.

Very handsome and perfect.

Bai Chun glanced at him unnaturally, but didn't go inside.

The clothes were freshly changed, and seemed to use grape-scented washing-up liquid.

"I'm OMEGA... don't tell Yuanyuan and the others just yet."

Wen Yaofeng was taken aback, and his tone subconsciously slowed down a lot: "Sister Su doesn't know either?"

Bai Chun shook his head.

"OMEGA usually differentiates before and after, but I have a reaction after my birthday this month..."

His birthday was May 31th, and now it is May [-]st.

"That amounts to a delay of several years."

Wen Yaofeng opened the door further, and brought him a chair and put it at the door.

"Are you sick, have you seen a doctor?"

Bai Chun thought over and over again, but still didn't say anything.

"It's a normal reaction."

"Today's temporary mark...Thanks for your help," he avoided Wen Yaofeng's gaze, and calmly accepted the two-way attraction after the mark, his eyes still without desire: "I will find a more suitable inhibitor, sorry, I will add more to you." Trouble."

Wen Yaofeng thought that it would not be easy for me to bite your neck for you in the future, so he swallowed the words again.

"Kurihara is also an OMEGA, and everyone has always accepted him very well." He tried to make the traces of consolation shallower, but he said this still a little awkwardly: "Now there are many stars who admit that they are OMEGA, so you don't have to bear the burden."

There is nothing wrong with being an OMEGA.

The problem is that the profession of idol is, to some extent, a god built with capital.

OMEGA will eventually be fully marked and possessed, and it also has a estrus period that is almost linked to the word debauchery, as if it is an inescapable fate.

How can a pure, luxurious god, who should be admired by everyone, become the private property of a certain person?

The OMEGA colleagues in the circle are either disguising their identities, or enduring the side effects of drugs on a daily basis, and very few have secret lovers.

But the last option is all about playing a game of poker with the devil, and you'll be the target of criticism if you're not careful.

There was once an OMEGA movie star whose pornographic photos were exposed, and the person fell into the arms of three or four ALPHAs, unconscious, with hickey marks all over his neck and chest, and it seemed that he was played too hard when he was temporarily marked.

Even after he publicly apologized and quit the film industry, the condemnation of crazy fans never stopped.

Bai Chun was not in the state of talking, he nodded absently, turned around and wanted to go back to his room.

"Oh, and," he stopped suddenly, and looked at Wen Yaofeng again: "That variety show, captain, let's do it well."

Wen Yaofeng had just been vaccinated by two teammates, even if he was still a little awkward, his tone was very friendly.

"Friendship comes first, competition comes second, just enjoy the process."

"No," Bai Chun's tone became unusually tough: "The number one is the number one."

"I want to win." He stared into his eyes, his sharp edge suddenly unsheathed, and his voice was as cold as cold water.

"I just want to win."

For ECHO, for everything the four of them once had.

They should not play any supporting roles.

Wen Yaofeng was suddenly stared at, but turned his eyes away like a big wolf dog, and gave a short hmm.

Yuanyuan, Zishe, this is what he said...

I'm definitely not some bullying ALPHA! !

The two said a few words of unfamiliar and friendly manners, and bid farewell again.

Wen Yaofeng fell back on the bed, took out his phone and briefly replied to his friends, and opened Weibo with a swipe of the screen.

Sister Su also said that we must cultivate relationships well.

He and Bai Chun had met each other since they were trainees, and if they really knew each other, they were definitely more familiar than everyone else.

But because of these things, some perceptions were subtly shaken.

He thought he was always an insider, but today he realized that his teammate was an OMEGA in essence.

A heartless OMEGA who doesn't even smell like fireworks.

The pheromones are all cold, and the fragrance can't be smelled unless you smell it carefully.

Maybe they had a lot of misunderstandings.

Wen Yaofeng held his mobile phone with his head up, typed the word 'Bai Chun', and looked at the results in the search bar.

[Bai Chun is gentle]

[Bai Chun silver-rimmed glasses]

[Bai Chun super talk]

[Bai Chun endorses OT watch]

[Bai Chun wallpaper]

[Bai Chun ECHO]

……

Those unbearable criticisms have long been cleaned up by the fans, and the entries are full of all the good things related to him, as if the old things two years ago never happened.

There are still millions of people who love his singing, his smile, his clear eyes and all.

Wen Yaofeng was originally tense, but when he saw these entries, he suddenly relaxed a lot.

After the kneeling door happened, ECHO stumbled from the top to the third and fourth ranks, and he resisted instinctively no matter how close he was to Bai Chun.

All the hard work of the four people was wiped out because of that kneeling, and I wanted to feel uncomfortable once again.

He browsed through a few lines, and clicked on #白春表达# this TAG.

While waiting for the page to jump, Wen Yaofeng closed his eyes and recalled for a while.

In fact, after the age of 20, he hadn't looked at Bai Chun carefully several times.

Every time it was a quick glance, as if looking at him while looking at other friends.

Yes...why?

The man opened his eyes and lingered on several wallpapers for a while.

Then he closed his eyes again annoyed.

Every one of the wallpapers is beautiful, even if Zhan sister casually took a picture, they all look bright and tall.

The solo cover at Christmas, the pure and cool Golden Feather Angel in the MV.

Even if she only wears a baggy white sweater, it looks like some brand of haute couture.

Wen Yaofeng felt like he was hiding from the photo, so he frowned and took another look.

He remembered.

Bai Chun's appearance is really...too destructive.

It's as if if you stare at it a few more times, the animal nature will be awakened, and the desire to tear apart and possess will be born.

I want to see how he cries, how he whimpers, how he can be tamed so that he will be completely submissive and obedient, and then expose his throat undefended, allowing him to be licked.

Wen Yaofeng was young in his early 20s, and would try his best to keep a distance when meeting him during the susceptible period. At the beginning, he blamed himself for being so hungry, and even his ALPHA teammates responded.

Although his expression was bored, his fingertips were still sliding down unconsciously. After reading the nine grids one by one, he swipe another nine grids, and clicked on each one to see the high-definition big picture.

It's like suddenly finding some bait that suits your appetite.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally had the heart to look at those gaudy rainbow farts in the blog post, as well as the fans' crazy confessions.

"That's all there is to being obsessed. 』

The man frowned as if he was angry with someone.

He looked at his teammate wearing a long white shirt with the lapel half open, his fingertips loosening and pressing in front of the screen, pressing and loosening again.

Finally press save.