C-site pheromone

It's one thing to pin down prey by force, it's quite another to watch them throw themselves into the net.

Wen Yaofeng watched Bai Chun's unbuttoned knuckles calmly, using all his rationality to control himself.

It's a temporary mark, it's a temporary mark, don't jump over it.

The director's camera is still waiting 600 meters away, and the intermission time is only 10 minutes, so you have to wait for other things...

As soon as Bai Chun unbuttoned his collar, his jade-white slender neck was exposed, like a narcissus flower with its long petals unfolding, with a lingering fragrance.

Wen Yaofeng forced himself to sit back an inch, lowering the desire in his eyes to the most harmless state.

He has to wait, he has to wait for Bai Chun to open himself up bit by bit.

It is only a temporary mark now, and more will be exposed in the future.

Peel off the true soul hidden deep in his heart, the way he lost control when he was emotional, and everything he has hidden from him.

Wen Yaofeng has never been so calm in his life.

He had seen Bai Chun several times in his dreams before, but the reality was even more unbelievable than his fantasy.

Time was slowed down to a few moments, and he sat on the other side of him, breathing like a chord played together.

"You just said that I'm different from everyone else?"

Bai Chun nodded slightly, not looking at him with lowered eyes.

"The fact that Omega is temporarily marked depends on the degree of OA's pheromone matching."

Wen Yaofeng approached him slowly, with a flat and harmless tone: "For example?"

"For OA with a low degree of matching, for example, my former friend and I, even if they are temporarily marked, the effect is not as good as half a bottle of inhibitor."

Coffee with deep-fried dough sticks, of course it can be eaten, but it is not so easy to swallow.

Wen Yaofeng felt a little jealous when he heard him mentioning that matter, and used his fingertips to untie Bai Chun's collar on the other side, and whispered, "What about me?"

Bai Chun glanced back at him.

Your existence is the medicine that can wash away any marks on my body.

Bai Chun didn't dare to tell him this secret. On the one hand, he was subtly agitated by this inexplicable natural fit, and at the same time, he was still afraid because of old memories.

"You..." He sighed, "Wen Yaofeng, you have always been fine."

Wen Yaofeng didn't expect him to answer so plainly and simply.

you are fine.

You have been fine.

When Wen Yaofeng heard these words, it seemed that something was suddenly illuminated in front of him.

"I'm not human anymore." He looked sideways at the bedside disinfectant alcohol, and laughed again: "Have you forgotten what we were like a few months ago?"

It seems that because of this program, something can be embraced and released suddenly. This conclusion is too unreasonable.

Bai Chun said indifferently: "You just want me to praise you more."

Wen Yaofeng looked at him: "Can't you?"

"I'm clumsy."

"I'll teach you," Wen Yaofeng approached more, shamelessly said: "Praise me for being handsome and sexy, praise me for being extraordinary in both quotient, and praise me for being one of a kind in a million."

Bai Chun was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and showed the back of his neck to him.

Wen Yaofeng's love affair seems to be progressing, but now he suddenly sees the white neck of the person he likes, and his first reaction is a little blush.

He took a deep breath, approached his back little by little again, and brushed the broken hair on the back of Bai Chun's neck with his fingertips.

Bai Chun thought that Wen Yaofeng was teasing him on purpose again, so his voice became a little hoarse: "You really think I won't be angry, don't you?"

Wen Yaofeng bowed his head and bit down.

The sharp canines pierced the thin skin and injected agave into his neck.

For a moment, Bai Chun held on to the quilt tightly with his fingers, his spine arched.

So strong - so strong! ! !

He wanted to avoid it reflexively, but was forced to give more.

It was all he wanted, all he wanted to escape.

Arrogant enough to want to occupy all his neurons, the bright wine blends with the blood and breath, which is completely unlike the temporarily marked wine fog cage.

The first layer of the cage is the hormone, the second layer is the man's arms and chest, and the third layer is the resonance attraction deep in the soul.

Bai Chun breathed heavily and was forcefully pinned in place, letting out a depressing and long hum.

Wen Yaofeng tightened his shoulder bones with one hand, and the canine teeth sank again.

The pheromones burst out like a smashed wine bottle, the fragrance of narcissus and agave lingered and blended, and the concentration of male hormones in the air continued to rise.

Bai Chun took a deep breath like drowning, grasped the other's phalanx to accept the masculine breath flowing from the back of the neck to the limbs, and forced back the whimpering with red eyes.

It's been a long time since the last temporary flag.

That time they rushed through the fire exit of the TV station, so they could only count as far as they could go.

But this time, because of sufficient time, every link and step is so clear that it is outrageous.

"It's enough...it's enough..." Bai Chun tried to make his voice clearer, but he was still panting slightly: "Let go of me...quickly end...you are over."

Wen Yaofeng retracted his canine teeth, and his thin lips half-intentionally rubbed against the half-peach birthmark on the back of his neck.

A sense of trembling suddenly passed by like an electric current.

"Smell the wind!"

The latter kissed the scarlet mark intensified, and the rascal was very clear.

"how?"

When he came out again, the staff of the program team gathered around and showed concern.

"The previous concert training task was a bit heavy, and the nap will be fine," Wen Yaofeng waved: "Where did we record just now?"

"Beside the bridge, the scenes there need to be re-recorded." The assistant director replied, "I'll call the Ke sisters over, and they're about to finish their makeup."

The two walked back again, and the atmosphere changed invisibly.

Bai Chun regained his expressionless face, and Wen Yaofeng looked refreshed and relaxed.

The collars were all set up properly, without revealing any clues.

Bai Chun originally thought that Wen Yaofeng would use this matter to make more demands, but he didn't expect that the latter's rank has been rising all the way, and now he also keeps his words and deeds in a three-point manner.

The distance is kept just right, like a habit of letting nature take its course.

When he walked out of the tent again, the confusion a few minutes ago seemed to have never existed.

No one saw what was wrong, and said with a smile that Bai Chun's complexion was indeed much better.

"Continue recording," Wen Yaofeng handed the folder back to the assistant: "I see."

Variety shows generally draw up a rough schedule and script, more for the purpose of estimating different situations so that the producer can respond in a timely manner, and will not force the guests to follow the show one by one.

Just now when the plot reached the scene of the chase at the Frost Flower Bridge, they recorded two additional shots, leading the way to the disappearance of the Ke sisters, but dropped a lacquered gold invitation card in the shape of a red leaf.

Master Onmyoji is entertaining guests in the Kazama soup house, and welcomes all the children of famous families to come to enjoy the flowers and the moon.

One of the core plots, the feast of yin and yang begins.

Kazama Yuya is the largest six-storey villa in Kabukicho. It not only has a hot spring soup pool, Hazuru Le Ji, but also received a talisman from the onmyoji. It was very lively like a cloud.

Legend has it that many ghosts need to absorb human energy, and they will also pretend to be benefactors in the chaos and wander around, secretly hurting people through the noise of singing and singing.

Today is the birthday of Onmyoji, so the owner of the soup house simply wrapped up all six floors to celebrate his birthday, as long as you bring a gift, you can go in to celebrate.

Wen Yaofeng bought two pieces of colored paper at a roadside stall, and made a small package in two to three minutes.

Bai Chun frowned and said, "What kind of gift is so small?"

Wen Yaofeng smiled badly: "Battery is a great gift for mankind in the new century."

The main story line defaults that all six guests will come to participate. At this moment, the sound of fireworks blooming near the sky, heralding the imminent arrival of the big banquet.

However, there are too many visitors from all over the world, and you have to queue up to get directions when you go in, and you can't see any familiar faces on the left or right.

A woman in a heavy twelve-slip is transcribing a list of gifts, while a bearded servant is calling names loudly.

"Two honored guests," the maid said with a gentle smile, "May I ask what gift you brought for my lord?"

Wen Yaofeng put the small package in front of her.

"Battery, five."

A crack appeared in the maid's smile: "Is it a battery?"

"Okay...Ok..."

Bai Chun looked sideways and said, "Why don't you put on dog ears?"

Wen Yaofeng turned the props out, and found that the tip of his ear was pointing at a figure in the distance.

"Isn't that person a witch?" He looked carefully for a few seconds: "It seems to be guarding some adult, similar to a bodyguard?"

Without thinking too much, Bai Chun put dog ears on him.

The maid's smile became more and more stiff: "Our banquet... can only... only allow humans to enter..."

"Oh?" Bai Chun said with a smile: "You think he is quite inhuman?"

The maid waved her hands in a panic: "No, no—"

The two walked in immediately.

The crowd is chaotic, and there are a few places nearby to sit, rest and have a snack.

Wen Yaofeng felt that wearing dog ears was also very handsome, so he walked around a few times ostentatiously, and when he came back, he saw Bai Chun sitting there drinking tea, and he followed suit.

Bai Chun listened to the chatter of nearby craftsmen for a while, and suddenly said, "Do you think that onmyoji is a monster?"

Wen Yaofeng was stunned: "What?"

"Normal stories will always design a reversal like this." Bai Chun said casually: "The onmyoji who looks like a bohemian, actually uses this soup house to monitor all officials and idlers, and inform the monsters..."

"Or use the name of the big banquet to call all the important people here. In fact, it is to hunt monsters together in a cage. Don't even think about running away."

Wen Yaofeng thought that the screenwriter and director outside the camera probably had a lot of cold sweat, and thought: "Onmyoji is a borrowed skin, and the deity has actually been eaten long ago?"

Bai Chun nodded: "Maybe so."

Before the words were finished, two pale-faced geisha ushered them into an elegant room to sit together and watch the grand celebration that was about to begin.

Dozens of musical instruments played in unison, drums echoed in the ring-shaped middle chamber, and a group of geisha danced gracefully with folding fans in their hands.

All security guards were dispatched outside the soup house, patrolling the nearby streets with lanterns.

Wen Yaofeng listened to the babbling libretto, and his eyes followed the crowd to find a familiar figure.

They made a mistake and threw their knives just now, and they are still at a disadvantage.

It is best to follow the banquet to confirm the situation of several other opponents.

Since this banquet is an important part of the program, there will definitely be eliminations or rewards and punishments, and we must listen to all the clues later.

The young onmyoji sitting in the center suddenly laughed.

"It seems that a distinguished guest came today."

The six guests looked up at the same time, thinking that there would be some interaction request later.

Unexpectedly, the Onmyoji stood up straight away. He passed through a group of noble ladies and officials, and raised the witch's chin with a fan in full view.

The voice was low and smiling.

"Little fox, why are you here?"