After Beta was not humble and chased back, Scum A became humble

The old north wind blew very fast, and slapped the face with snow foam.

Lin Hen wiped his face, and turned on his phone for the 152th time—"The rider is 236 meters away from you" and changed to "The rider is [-] meters away from you".

"You fucking——" Lin Hen exhaled, and the white mist shone like gold under the street lamp.

This is running around him.

In the deep winter of Jingyun City, the temperature is almost minus 25, and it is now 36 o'clock in the evening, and he has been waiting outside for [-] minutes.

It's time for the bastard to turn over.

Lin Hen put on his mobile phone and was jumping from the cold. The thin fleece shoes were like paper in the low temperature, and his toes were frozen into ten stones.

Behind him is the largest private club in Jingyun City. How many people have sharpened their heads and want to go in, and if they hug a thigh casually, they will be able to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

To put it bluntly, this place is a place for those rich second-generation officials to eat, drink and have fun. Inside, there are feasting lights, extravagant luxury and prostitution, and everything that should be done is prepared to ensure that these young masters have a good time. If you can't get in, you have to have power and influence.

A person like Lin Hen who has no money, no power, and no power will be suspected of being a paparazzi if he passes by the door, let alone go in.

But he just came out of it.

Not only did he just come out, he also came here often.

With the Eldest Young Master He Jing taking him with him, let alone going in, no one would dare to trouble him even if he had a meal inside.

Afraid that He Jing would be in a hurry, Lin Hen took the cake and rushed into the club.

A door created a temperature difference of [-] degrees inside and outside. The frozen bones and muscles finally relaxed, and the skin began to burn.

Lin Hen didn't care, holding the small cake the size of a palm in his hand, smiling a bit on his usually cool face that didn't even have an expression on his face, and walked in carefully, for fear of falling.

He Jing was harder to serve than the emperor, and he didn't want to eat even a small piece of the cake, so he would have to wait for so long and suffer from the cold for nothing.

The twelfth floor of the club is the floor for special members. When you step out of the elevator, you can smell the high-grade Omega pheromone incense floating in the air, which brightly stimulates the senses and makes people want to move.

The decoration of the entire [-]th floor is extravagant.

Magnificent murals, complex and gorgeous crystal chandeliers above the head, soft and luxurious carpets...all of them have "burning money" written all over them.

Once, Lin Hen smashed a wall lamp, which was said to be a custom-made luxury item—a six-figure figure.

Walking quickly to the innermost box, Lin Hen pushed open the door, and the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol hit his forehead, he couldn't help frowning.

All kinds of pheromones danced wildly in the air without restraint, making the Omega's cheeks flushed and panting, and they kept rubbing against Alpha.

Lin Hen was a Beta, so he couldn't smell the pheromone, but he could see the reaction of this group of people - they were all He Jing's friends, and they played more and more waves, which was unsightly.

Lin Hen pushed away an Omega that was twitching and sticking to his body after taking some kind of medicine, and squeezed in while protecting the cake, and stopped suddenly when his eyes touched the young man in the middle of the box.

The young man is lazily leaning on the leather sofa, his legs so long that they can't see the edges are nowhere to rest on the glass tea table in front of him, beside him are a man and a woman, both dressed in sexy and beautiful Omega, one lying on his back He was feeding wine on his shoulder, and the other was leaning on his arms and rubbing against him, being extremely intimate and ambiguous...

Blood pressure soaring to 220 is probably what Lin Hen feels now, his frozen and melted muscles trembling with pain, jealousy and anger spread from his spinal cord, burning all the way to his palms, he clenched his fists and wished he could blow the cake.

I didn't watch it for a while...

As if there was some kind of telepathy, the young man turned his head slightly and looked over.

Even though he was so angry that he was about to breathe fire, Lin Hen was still shaken by that lazy and sexy face for a while - in order to pinch this face, I don't know how much hair Nu Wa lost.

He Jing lazily pushed away the wine that was handed to his mouth, and looked at him with more playful eyes, as usual, admiring the jealousy in Lin Hen's eyes vilely.

Lin Hen's heart skipped a beat, and most of his anger was extinguished by He Jing's look.

Following He Jing's side for five years, he has seen countless handsome Alphas with bloodline advantages—but none of them can compare to He Jing.

The facial features between youth and adulthood are exquisite but not fragile, and they are just right and handsome.The long eyelashes are not curled, and cover the light brown eyeballs indifferently.The bridge of the nose is as high as a knife, and the thin lips are slightly upturned, with a deceptive arc.

Those beautiful red phoenix eyes are always condescending, and even that kind smile is like charity.

Just like a top hunter, casually disguised as a harmless herbivore, when you are most relaxed and happy, bite off your neck, smile and admire your frightened and shocked face, and your eyes will also be stained with the innocence of a hunter.

Lin Hen took a deep breath to calm down.

For He Jing, even if he becomes a bastard in anger, he still has infinite patience to swallow his anger and cultivate himself into a human being.

Whoever made him like He Jing, such things as feelings, means that whoever likes first suffers.

He walked a few steps in front of the three of them and put down the cake.

"What are you doing!"

"You hurt me, He Jing, look at him~"

Lin Hen didn't care about the exclamation of the two Omegas, and pushed them away with one hand, then sat down next to He Jing, staring at the air in a daze.

"Why so slow."

Lin Hen was stunned for a moment, reached out to take the cake box, opened it and said, "The takeaway brother got lost, I'm freezing to death."

He Jing snorted, and didn't respond to the word "frozen to death". He turned his head and glanced at an Omega standing opposite, and his eyes fell on the cigarette case in front of him.

The Omega that can come in here is better than the other, and the boy who looks so cute that he can't tell his age immediately ran over, took out a cigarette, put it near He Jing's mouth and lit it, then carefully looked at Lin Hen, hesitating Think about sitting down.

Lin Hen raised his head and stared at him, the boy's hands trembled, he swallowed and wanted to retreat, but suddenly a hand was placed around his waist, holding him down and sitting down.

"Pour wine." He Jing took a puff of smoke, his deep eyes were not very real under the cover of smoke, his eyes were hazy, and his skin was as white as a medieval vampire.

The boy quickly picked up the foreign wine on the table, poured it skillfully and handed it to his mouth.

Lin Hen stared closely at He Jing's hand on the boy's waist, wishing he could stare out two holes.

Covered by He Jing, the boy glanced at him triumphantly, rolled his eyes, nestled in He Jing's arms and kissed him tenderly.

Lin Hen couldn't help cursing, and with a movement of his hand, he held the box crookedly, and accidentally scratched a gap in the cake.

suffered.

Sure enough, He Jing avoided the boy's mouth, glanced at the cake, immediately frowned in dissatisfaction, and said "tsk", "What else can you do."

Lin Henxin said that I can still do it|You, you let me, but what I said was: "If you don't eat it, I will eat it." Bai Dong has been suffering for such a long time, and he will suffer this crime when he comes back, like a fool...

"Don't eat it, throw it away." After He Jing said, he looked away, and he didn't even look at the cake. He leaned towards the Omega beside him as if he had no bones. The 1.9-meter-tall figure crushed the little Omega who was just over 1.7 meters. flash.

Omega turned pale, and hurriedly apologized in fear, but was ruthlessly pushed away.

"Come here," He Jing patted the sofa, "Do you still want me to invite you?" Why didn't he have any vision.

Lin Hen took a last look at the cake he had taken from the freezer for half an hour, sighed, leaned against him, and put his head on his shoulders before he could sit still, causing him to sink, and hurriedly Tense your muscles and sit up straight.

His shoulders should be very good. He Jing rubbed them comfortably, turned sideways and raised his legs to rest on the sofa, leaning his back on his arms, and took out his mobile phone to play games.

The soft black hair scratched his neck a little itchy, and softened all the way to his heart.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the loud music and screams all disappeared, and Lin Hen only had the person next to him in his heart.

Seeing He Jing's intimacy with Omega is like a gust of wind, and after a little bit of sweetness, it blows away.

He likes this man so much.

Theoretically, Beta can't smell pheromones, but He Jing's level is too high, an extremely rare top-level Alpha, whose aura is so strong that Beta can smell some pheromones.

When He Jing releases pheromone with all his strength, it can even affect Lin Hen who is a Beta, entering a pseudo-estrus period.

Various levels of Omega pheromones in the box were swayed like money, seductively teasing the instincts of all Alphas, even He Jing was not immune to some influence.

The top-level Alpha pheromones scattered, and the surrounding Omegas collectively groaned.

Lin Hen is familiar with He Jing's pheromone and is used to it. The strong aphrodisiac Omega felt in front of him, the Beta, was just a faint coldness—like coming out of a warm room in the cold winter months, and passing by the door. When the handsome young man passed by, he smelled the cold wind on the other person.

"He Jing, the pheromones are collected, let us play!" someone shouted.This warm time was not enough for Lin Hen to relish, He Jing was called away, a group of young men with money and leisure played colored billiards, the female partner who lost took off his clothes, and the male partner took off his pants.

Lin Hen didn't understand what's so fun about this kind of game, it could make this group of people blush with excitement.

He has seen many similar games over the years.

When He Jing came out, nine out of ten times he took him with him, but he was never allowed to participate, only told to watch.

The more he looked at it, the angrier he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was green. He didn't even need to pretend, standing on the road was a green light--He Jing liked to see him kicking the table with anger, and then laughing with a group of people.

Is it that funny?

Lin Hen took a deep breath, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and bit the cigarette holder with a sullen face.

Someone passed by the sofa and wanted to sit down, but when he saw him, he immediately got up and ran.

Lin Hen lit his cigarette and took a deep drag.

What these people were afraid of was not him, but He Jing behind him.

From the time when he was 15 years old, he held a small broken flower with a calf fearlessly, and confessed his love to He Jing for the first time, until now, he has changed from a stray mad dog to a family dog ​​with He Jing's name engraved on his neck——

It's not a boyfriend, it's not a follower, and it's not a so-called "good brother". No one can tell the relationship between the two.

He wanted to follow, begging for nothing, He Jing also asked him to follow, and took him along.

In the eyes of others, he was like a wild dog tied to a rope, voluntarily squatting beside He Jing, biting the dog rope and handing it to He Jing, wishing wishfully that one day He Jing could go home with him.

The second-generation people in the circle are very particular about this-beating a dog to see the owner.

Unfortunately, Lin Hen's "master" is a person who nods and bows and flatters everyone in the circle.

He Jing, the only son of He Nian, the chairman of He An Group, is the orthodox prince.

His father is a rare top-level Alpha, and his mother is an even rarer top-level Omega.

He Jing has attracted the attention of everyone since he was a child, and he has lived up to expectations. Whether it is his father's excellent intelligence or his mother's elegant talent, he has perfectly inherited them. At the age of 15, he even differentiated into a top-level Alpha that is stronger than his father. ——He Jing is a nearly perfect Alpha, and his future achievements will definitely surpass his parents.

This is He Jing in the eyes of outsiders.

But in Lin Hen's eyes, the delicate, lazy, smoking and drinking boy in front of him is the real He Jing.

"Brother Hen, why do you like this kind of person?" The brothers around him all asked him this after seeing He Jing's true face.

Lin Hen knew why.

Those who like He Jing can only see the side of him that he pretends to be, a top-notch Alpha who is perfect, gentle and handsome, and has a deep family background.

People who don't like He Jing can only see another side of him, selfish and indifferent, rude and self-willed, and full of bad habits.

Lin Hen felt that the He Jing he saw was the complete He Jing.

Excellent teenagers who received high-quality education and grew up under the influence of art will also smoke and indulge, and the rebellious young master who drinks and gambles in the box will also smile and ask you if you are sleepy and if you want to go home-there are only good and only bad. It's thin, but He Jing's multi-faceted nature is the most addictive thing.

Like a piece of candy hanging in front of your eyes, you have to look up desperately to taste it, sweet to your heart, and then you have to make a long and difficult effort to have the second...the third...

Tired?tired.

But he will.