Salted fish A and the actress got their licenses

The audience was silent.

It's not unheard of for reporters to attack reporters in public at the press conference, but it's really unheard of for such yin and yang to be weird.

However, Ye Cike put on a cold face, saying these words not only did not violate harmony, but also felt oppressive.

The reporter was rendered speechless by the debate, and he couldn't stand or sit, so he could only raise his hand in embarrassment to wipe the sweat that didn't exist on his face.

The host hurriedly came out to smooth things over, arranging a lottery draw and changing the subject.

On the surface, everyone pretended that what happened just now didn't happen, but in private, they might have already drafted it in their minds and planned to publish it as soon as it went out.

Come on, it's going to be on the hot search again.

Ye Cike simply put on a mess, leaning back in the chair idly, looking particularly awkward.

She tilted her head to the left, and Ning Lan in the audience was tearing up the announcement manuscript, as if she wanted to tear her up too.

Turning around to face the front again, the media below paid attention frequently, looking at her as if they were looking at a ready-made performance.

Not on the right, because Xi Ling was sitting there.

He is releasing pheromones and standing up for others, no matter how you look at it, he has other intentions. Ye Cike dare not look at Xi Ling's reaction until now.

There seemed to be a faint line of sight falling on him, unable to distinguish the emotions in it.

Ye Cike gasped, feeling that it was hard to bear.

After finally waiting for the press conference to end, Ye Cike didn't look sideways, his footsteps were windy, and he didn't even give a glance to the reporters who surrounded him along the road, and went straight to the lounge.

It's a pity that this awe-inspiring and cold attitude didn't last long, as soon as he saw Ning Lan, he was shattered into pieces.

Ning Lan tapped the screen of her mobile phone so fast that afterimages could be seen, and took time to glance at Ye Cike who was afraid to speak.

She laughed angrily: "Ye Cike, are you promising?"

"Xi Ling has been around longer than you, and this kind of thing has happened a lot. She still doesn't know how to deal with it? Didn't you see that Director Song has gone to get the microphone and is about to interrupt that reporter?"

Ye Cike didn't refute, and listened obediently with downcast eyes, like a large dog that had made a mistake, and kept silent, but somehow people felt that she was wronged.

Ning Lan finally sighed and pressed her brows together: "Forget it, that reporter is really going too far. He is looking down on Omega both inside and outside the words. It is your fault. It is not difficult for us to deal with this matter."

Having said that, Ye Cike knew that Ning Lan was not angry, so he smiled in an instant: "Thank you, I will treat you to afternoon tea another day."

Ye Cike was really cold when he wasn't smiling, but he was really warm when he smiled, as if there was a big sun shining down on his head, bright and dazzling.

Ning Lan silently moved her eyes away, pretending to be disgusted: "Okay, I just know how to smirk. There is still a reception, you can go to Director Song to apologize, after all, it is his film conference. Where to go."

Ye Cike, who was thinking of leaving, frowned, with reluctance written all over his body.

"Why is there still a reception?" Her voice was muffled, and her momentum suddenly fell: "Can I not attend? I'll call Uncle Song and talk about it."

As far as Ning Lan knew, Ye Cike was not a person who hated social situations, and this awkward look indicated that there was something else going on.

Ning Lan raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "Why, you did something bad, do you have ghosts in your heart?"

It's fine if you don't mention it, but if you mention it, Ye Cike will think of the time when the seconds are like years at the press conference.

She was afraid of being abrupt to the weak little princess beside her.

For Ye Cike, not being able to control his pheromones is a great shame.

"My pheromone seems to be out of control." Ye Cike lowered his voice, brushing his curly long hair: "Fortunately, there is only a little bit, so nothing happened."

Ning Lan's eyes were complicated. She knew that Ye Cike had pheromone disorder syndrome, but she didn't know the specific situation. In fact, Ye Cike himself didn't know.

Before, it was unstable during the susceptible period, but now the pheromones are out of control. What about after that?

There are few cases of this disease, and the symptoms vary from person to person. People who get the disease have pheromones that change, some have a special period of prolongation, and some even change from A to O.But they all have one thing in common, which is extremely difficult to cure.

"When I finish the work at hand, I will retire to cultivate myself." Ye Cike's expression was very serious, and he didn't mean to be joking.

Ning Lan sighed softly, acquiescing to her thoughts.

"There is also the matter of changing the time of this press conference, who can not only change my schedule, but also block my news." Ye Cike changed the subject, his face turned cold.

In fact, it is easy to rule out, only her life assistant has this opportunity.

"I've already looked for her," Ning Lan nodded, took out her phone, clicked on the chat history, and handed it to Ye Cike: "She said she was too busy and forgot to tell me. As for the schedule, I don't know at all."

Ye Cike looked at ten lines at a glance, and made a summary, which was nothing more than some remarks such as unclear and incomprehensible.In the end, I sent a cat expression, selling a cute.

She returned the phone to Ning Lan after reading it, and casually leaned against the wall with her pocket in her pocket: "Then turn it on."

His tone was light and airy, and he was completely lifeless, after all, he was just an insignificant person to her.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take care of the rest." Ning Lan bowed perfunctorily, then turned her head and disappeared.

Ye Cike was finally able to go home as she wished. She wandered out of the lounge and carefully walked through the special passage, avoiding many reporters.

Ye Cike had no choice but to stand at the intersection waiting boredly when he left.

It was dusk and the lights were just coming on. After a few minutes, she still didn't wait to pick up her car, but she heard footsteps first.

Ye Cike turned around slowly, and immediately saw Xi Ling wearing a white windbreaker.

Obviously, Xi Ling didn't attend the reception either, not only came out ahead of time, but also happened to run into her.

Xi Ling tilted her head and said a few words to the people around her, then walked towards Ye Cike alone.

She seems to be able to carry her own filter wherever she goes, and now the hazy moonlight has covered her with a layer of soft gauze, adding a bit of dusty feeling, as if the clouds in the sky and the moon under the water are beyond reach.

Ye Cike didn't know what expression to show, she confirmed that there was no one else around, so Xi Ling came to find her?

Xi Ling approached, first pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were full of autumn water.

"Thank you for helping me out."

The sound is also as clean as a flowing stream.

"You're welcome, I just can't get used to him." Ye Cike replied seriously, even a little alienated.

It's purely to hide my discomfort.

She kept a safe distance from Xi Ling, and even the two shadows under the street lamp were far apart from each other.

After hearing this, Xi Ling winked playfully at Ye Cike: "I know you."

This sentence was like a stone thrown into a pond, causing ripples in Ye Cike's heart.

She suddenly remembered the rumors about herself on the Internet, and couldn't help but wonder, to what extent did Xi Ling know?Do you only know one name, or have you learned about yourself from other sources?

Probably because of the obvious doubts on Ye Cike's face, Xi Ling smiled again: "I saw it on the cover of a magazine, it was very good-looking. Later, I found out that we were in the same crew, and I always wanted to meet a real person. It's a pity that fate doesn't seem to be enough. Missed it every time."

Her ending was slightly upturned, with a little bit of genuine annoyance, like a small hook, Ye Cike only felt that a certain point in his heart was hooked, and couldn't help but want to respond.

Ye Cike lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes: "There will always be opportunities in the future."

I regretted it just after I finished speaking, and I decided to quit the circle, so there is no chance.It's just a chance meeting, a glimpse.

Both of them were silent for a few seconds, Ye Cike was trying to find a reason to end the topic, but found that Xi Ling's eyes seemed a little distracted.

Xi Ling raised her hand to press her forehead, and the windbreaker naturally slipped off her body.

"Miss Xi?" Ye Cike asked with some doubts, and in the next second he saw Xi Ling shaking her body and falling down uncontrollably.

Ye Cike was taken aback, and quickly moved forward to wrap his arms around Xi Ling's waist to prevent her from falling.

Supporting Xi Ling's body, with the soft jade in his arms, Ye Cike's first reaction was that Xi Ling was too light, and he couldn't feel the weight at all.

She watched helplessly as the blood on Xi Ling's face faded away, becoming as pale as paper.

Ye Cike was a little worried: "Are you okay? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

After a while, Xi Ling shook her head slightly, slowly stood up straight, and said softly, "It's okay, it might be hypoglycemia. I'm really sorry that I scared you."

Ye Cike let go after confirming that Xi Ling could stand firm. She knew that many actors had irregular diets in order to catch up with the announcement, and hypoglycemia was very common.

But the omega in front of her was too thin, without the cover of the windbreaker, she could see her particularly distinct collarbone and thin shoulders at a glance.

Xi Ling still frowned, still feeling uncomfortable thinking about it.

So Ye Cike took the initiative to pick up the windbreaker on the ground and returned it to her, then took out a candy from his pocket and handed it over: "Eat some candy, it will make you feel better."

A hint of confusion flashed across Xi Ling's eyes, and then she reached out to take it, squeezed it in her hand and looked at it repeatedly, as if she could spot a flower, and even Ye Cike became inexplicably nervous.

There was obviously nothing wrong with it, but Xi Ling acted as if there was some ulterior secret hidden in the candy.

"Is this lemon drop?"

Ye Cike subconsciously nodded first, then suddenly remembered Xi Ling's restrained movement of turning his head at today's press conference, and "hissed" regretfully.

"You don't seem to like lemons, so why don't you ask your assistant to buy some chocolate?"

"Huh? Who did you hear that I don't like lemons?" Xi Ling raised her eyes to Ye Cike, her eyes were a bit probing.

How could this be honest, Ye Cike made up a random reason and started making friends out of nothing.

"I have a friend who is a fan of yours, and she said you don't like lemon flavor."

Xi Ling smiled: "You friend is not doing your homework well, I don't dislike you."

Now it was Ye Cike's turn to be puzzled, so why did she keep hiding.

It stands to reason that the amount of pheromone she releases is too small, it is like perfume to omega, and there is not much reaction.

"Dididi!" The rapid ringtone interrupted Ye Cike's thoughts, Xi Ling took out the phone and looked at it, frowned apologetically: "The manager is urging me."

"It's okay, you go to work."

Xi Ling nodded slightly, turned and left.

Maybe it's because the hypoglycemia has not been relieved, the heartbeat is still a little fast, and the limbs are cold and stiff.Xi Ling thought about it, and finally unwrapped the sugar-coated cellophane.

As soon as the candy touches the tip of the tongue, the rich lemon fragrance spreads between the lips and teeth, and the taste is neither greasy nor sour, just right.

As it smelled today, Ye Cike's pheromone.

Omega will indeed be attracted by Alpha's pheromone, but Ye Cike's pheromone is too attractive for her.

Obviously there is only one wisp, but I can't help but want to get closer, want to be contaminated by this breath.

Too dangerous, and this is only a small amount.If Ye Cike released a little more, Xi Ling would not dare to imagine the consequences.

She decided to find a chance to repay the favor this time, and then hid away.She doesn't want to lose control yet.

"Which brand of lemon candy is this..." Xi Ling muttered, planning to go back and look for it.