Indulge in indulgence

"Cough, I see."

Cen Yi didn't know where this sudden feeling of boredom came from, he coughed several times in a row, and in front of Su Wen's slightly surprised gaze, he said: "Thank you for your guidance, senior, for interrupting so late.

Then you too... rest early. "

He stayed with Su Wen for a second longer, and the blood rushed to his head violently. The temperature in this room was really frighteningly high.

Cen Yi didn't hesitate anymore, took the handbag with the thermos bucket in it, and walked towards the door with heavy and anxious steps.

When he came out of Su Wen's room, he stood still in the corridor, pressed his back against the door, and after a long time, let out a silent breath.

The air in the corridor was not as warm as in the room, and even the faint scent of Su Wen's body was washed away.

Cen Yi rolled his Adam's apple, his throat was hoarse, and he was extremely thirsty.

It was at this time that he was handed a bottle of sulfuric acid, and he could drink it without paying attention.

What happened just now?

A trance appeared between Cen Yi's brows.

It was just a scene, he just saw a moment of panic in Su Wen's indifferent eyes, and he even thought about Su Wen that he shouldn't have.

If the light fragrance from Su Wen's body penetrated into him in a real way, if Cen Yi hadn't been wearing a coat all the time, covering most of his body and being noticed by Su Wen, Su Wen might be so surprised that he quit the film crew overnight.

This is just fucking outrageous.

Cen Yi opened his palm in confusion, a thin layer of sweat had long been covered in his palm.

Mr. Cen, who had been in love for countless years, was defeated.

He really couldn't figure it out, just having sex with an Omega all night for no reason, how could it seem that the animal nature in his body was also aroused?

At this moment, he even wanted to pull his collar and yell at the beast.

He leaned against the door for a while, until the elevator at the end of the corridor opened with a "ding" sound, and he suddenly realized that this was still in a public place, so he quickly put on his mask and peaked cap.

Cen Yi went back and took a cold shower, wrapped his nightgown around his body and put it on the bed.

He swiped Weibo for a while when he had nothing to do. In the past six months, he was on the black hot search three or four times for no reason. He took the opportunity to hack his marketing account and posted a lot of drafts with similar content, which caused him to open the private message now. There is a shadow on the interface, so I simply sent a group photo and quickly registered.

Li Ang's profile picture on WeChat kept flickering. It was because he was drinking with this grandson not long ago that he accidentally did the absurd thing that night.

Obviously what Li Ang did was even more absurd than him.

In the photo, the handsome guy with wheat complexion is sitting on a cruise ship in Bali, drinking wine with the sea breeze blowing, holding three beauties in his arms, and making a V for the camera with a bright smile.

If Cen Yi remembers correctly, these three beauties should all be Li Ang's girlfriends. They couldn't help but know each other's existence, but they didn't care about it.

Although Cen Yi understood this truth from birth, he couldn't help sighing at this moment: You can really do whatever you want with money.

The other photo was at the reception, a young man stood next to Li Ang, with a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes, and his face was indeed extremely good-looking.

Cen Yi felt that this person looked familiar, he must have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.

Li Ang replied to him: "This is President Xie of the Xie Group, haven't you seen it? It shouldn't be."

Xie Group.

Xie Wansong.

The Xie family is also a self-made rich family, how come the current backbone has such a bad eye, and hangs out with the ignorant money-worshiping young master Li Ang?

Cen Yi thought it was funny, looking at the pretty faces of men and women, but unconsciously, what appeared in his mind was the scene when he was with Su Wen just now.

In all fairness, Su Wen is definitely not the type he would have liked in the past. Maybe he would be amazed by Su Wen's face, but at best he would only look at it from a distance. Interested.

But when Cen Yi blocked him against the wall just now, he was surprised to find that Su Wen was so slender. He could easily wrap his palm around Su Wen's wrist, and he could clearly feel the slightly protruding bones of the other party in his palm, so slender. It seems that a little more force will break the bones in the hand.

From Cen Yi's perspective, he could see half of Su Wen's face under his black hair.

Under the slender eyelashes is a slender and tall nose, and further down is the lips, which are lightly pink.

When Su Wen lowered his head slightly, it was as if he was about to lean into Cen Yi's arms.

Cen Yi smelled more and more clearly the smell on him that was driving him crazy.

Perfume will not bring such a big temptation to Alpha, it can only be Omega pheromone.

Like the scent of green plum fruit, with a touch of sweetness in the coldness, the scent will burst out even more when it is coaxed by the heat, making it extra sweet and greasy.

It makes people want to get closer to smell it, or take a bite of Su Wen's white and slender shoulder and neck joint.

The bright red lips and teeth are printed on the fair skin, like plums blooming in the white snow.

The smell of this pheromone fits him very well, and Cen Yi suddenly feels that this scent is a bit familiar.

That night Cen Yi had a chaotic and charming dream, he couldn't tell who the person he was embracing in the dream was, but his whole body was very dry, the warm current wave after wave, and the dark tide generally engulfed people.

It was bright on the second day, and Cen Yi raised his eyelids, sweating all over his body, especially a certain part was particularly imposing this morning.

He lifted the quilt, cursed angrily, and walked into the bathroom with bare feet.

I took two cold showers within twelve hours, and no one would look good if I put it on.

Today was cloudy, Jiang Tao and he had a buffet downstairs leisurely.

Cen Yi lost his appetite because of this dream, so he put down his knife and fork after eating a little.

Jiang Tao was holding a newspaper on the opposite side, holding a cup of coffee with both hands very elegantly, seeing Cen Yi not moving, he laughed and joked deliberately: "What's the matter, Young Master Cen, with a gloomy face and dissatisfied desires, Have a sexual dream? Which Omega is this time?"

Cen Yi didn't pay attention to his nonsense at all, his mind was in such a mess, he stretched his long legs, kicked Jiang Tao's chair leg, and twitched the corner of his mouth with a half-smile: "Are you full? Are you full?" Get out of here, I'm thinking about something without looking at your father."

Jiang Tao rolled his eyes and drove away with the car keys.

Arrived at the set at eight o'clock.

At this moment Su Wen has arrived.

Cen Yi saw that he was wearing a goose white sweater, which complemented his red lips and white teeth.

No matter from any angle, Su Wen is a well-deserved beauty.

At this time, the beauty walked out of the studio coldly with a bouquet of bright flowers, and threw it into the large trash can at the door with a blank expression.

"..."

Most of the flowers on the set are sent by fans. Although the studio is stopped by the security guards, it is inevitable that there will be fans squatting to take pictures. It is too bold for Su Wen to throw flowers so openly. very.

Cen Yi thought he was interesting, put his hands behind his head, and strolled to the dressing room, listening to a few female staff members whispering together in the corner.

"Did Brother Wen throw away the flowers sent by Mr. Chang again this morning?"

"How normal, two or three times this week.

Su Wen threw it away without even looking at it. The flower looked so fresh, it was a pity to throw it away. "

"Mr. Chang is also relentless enough. He has been chasing him for a long time, right? Every day is full of flowers and afternoon tea."

"It's hard to say."

The sound is lowered.

"I had a sister who worked in Suwen's studio before. I heard that Mr. Chang was Suwen's benefactor before, and the two of them had a good time."

"Ah? Really, then..."

Su Wen opened the door and came in, and the staff fell silent.

He glanced over silently, and the women scattered like birds and beasts.

He didn't hear and didn't care about the gossiping whispers.

Cen Yi looked at him in the mirror and smiled: "Senior, good morning."

Su Wen paused, and said, "Morning."

He sat down beside Cen Yi, seemed a little tired, and closed his eyes.

Su Wen seemed to be in a bad mood, and there was a coldness between Qingjun's brows, his arms were folded in front of his chest, in a defensive posture, and his demeanor was even more alienated than before.

Cen Yi let the stylist blow and curl his hair, his sharp animal eyes narrowed, staring at the mirror in a daze.

He remembered that the Mr. Chang mentioned by the staff was the "Mr. Chang" in Lu Xiao's mouth not long ago. At that time, he said that he wanted to discuss cooperation with Su Wen. And metaphor.

It's completely inconceivable that Su Wen would have a financial backer?

Still have a good time with the gold master?

isn't it?

The corner of Cen Yi's lips curled up into a smile, which was extremely ironic - he always had an attitude of taking jokes on such groundless gossip.

In fact, it’s not a big deal even if it’s true, the entertainment industry is like this, there’s no telling what’s going on in love, people come and go, get together and leave, no matter how exaggerated the noise is, it’s normal in their eyes.

What's more, Su Wen didn't have a strong background to support him when he debuted, and he was alone, with a handsome appearance. If it was said that he had been innocent for the past ten years, it would be hard for anyone to believe him.

Cen Yi licked his dry lips, not knowing what mood he was in at that moment.

I always feel that once a person like Su Wen has a similar past, it is like a piece of pure white jade falling into a quagmire, and it will only make people feel tarnished, which is extremely absurd.

In an instant, his heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp object.

Cen Yi's heart was very itchy, as if something was about to move, he knew that Su Wen didn't want to talk, but he was shameless and had nothing to say to him: "Senior, the flowers thrown this morning are quite beautiful."

The staff in the room saw him asking questions, and their gossip hearts were ignited, and they all pricked up their ears to listen to the movements here.

Su Wen didn't raise his eyes: "Yes."

Cen Yi asked again, this time he was a little closer, almost close to Su Wen: "A gift from a fan?"

This time Su Wen opened his eyes, raised his eyelids and glanced at him displeasedly: "You talk a lot."

He seemed to be burned by the heat in Cen Yi's eyes, he was slightly taken aback, and sat a little further away calmly.

However, Cen Yi leaned too far, lost his balance for a while, flipped the chair and stool, and threw it straight at Su Wen.

With a loud bang, the two fell to the ground.

Su Wen was hit by such a strong body, his eyes were filled with stars, and the sockets of his eyes turned red instantly.

Cen Yi didn't have a good time either, his tall nose bumped against Su Wen's ear, and he put his hands beside Su Wen to prevent him from being crushed.

In the silence that outsiders dare not express, the two looked at each other awkwardly for a moment. Su Wen dragged his messy white sweater and spoke first. There was a faint hint of gnashing of teeth hidden in that light voice.

"...Will you get up first?"

Cen Yi stared blankly at Su Wen's slightly reddened eye corners whether it was from shame, anger or pain - he was clutching his clothes tightly, this messy and glaring appearance was simply too easy for people to imagine.

Cen Yi didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he couldn't control himself and had some bad thoughts, his eyes narrowed narrowly, and he didn't retreat but advanced.

He pressed on Su Wen, with a slightly unscrupulous tone, and said a joke with a low smile that probably shocked everyone present in a few years: "It's so easy to be shy, have you never been in love, senior?"

Su Wen: "..."

staff member:"……!?!"

Good guy.

It's nothing more than Cen Yi flirting openly in public, and his sentence after sentence is precisely hitting Su Wen's minefield.

Mr. Cen is a shameless guy who is not afraid of death.

The cheeky and fearful Jiang Tao couldn't bear to look straight at his forehead, and secretly scolded Cen Yi, his ancestor, a hundred and eighty times.

The author says:

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