Pretending to be A idol rollover scene

Perhaps it was because he hadn't heard a response for a long time, Yi Nanchuan was a little displeased: "Why don't you speak, are you planning to end the call in such a rude way, who did you learn from?"

"Brother, your flag is probably down." After a long time, Yi Beichen uttered such a sentence, which made the stern-minded elder brother wonder in life: "What?" Yi Nanchuan really couldn't understand these mixed Chinese and English buzzwords. It is a funny thing to mix Chinese and English.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, blurring his vision, Yi Nanchuan was still talking, but no one was listening.

In the next second, Yi Beichen did a very extraordinary thing. He, a star with 6000 million fans, took advantage of the snowy night when no one was there, climbed over the barbed wire fence, and jumped into this locked, quiet and white snow scene .

"Hello, hello?" There was still Yi Nanchuan's voice in the bluetooth headset, but he ignored it.

A few empty beer bottles were placed on the ground. Yi Beichen climbed over the barbed wire and came in. Without paying attention to his feet, he accidentally kicked over an empty soda can. The loud noise is amazing.

The man stopped his movements and turned to look at him, showing an extremely stunning side face. There were still snowflakes and ice crystals hanging on his thick eyelashes, and his eyes were misty, like the surface of a lake filled with water vapor. The small mole like a diamond has a delicate eye wave.

He was about 20 years old, with strong headlights, luxuriant black hair, and snow-like skin. He was a boy who was more graceful than a woman.

It is reasonable to say that Yi Beichen has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he has never seen any kind of beauties, and there are countless beautiful Omega chasing him, but when he saw this person, he thought he saw an immortal descending to earth.

That's right, someone's flag fell down as soon as it stood up.

There is a hint of fresh and elegant pheromone in the air, which is the exclusive pheromone of Omega. The smell is very special, which is different from ordinary things. It is the scent of cold plum, but it is too weak, and if you can't catch it, you will hide it. Into the snowy night, people can not tell the reason.

But even if it was so slight, it still aroused Yi Beichen's natural desire to chase after the victory, and his pheromones could not be controlled, and they leaked out.

——The little Omega's pheromones were all like that just now, and his pheromones were not hooked out, but at this moment, there is only a hint of cold plum fragrance, which makes him unable to control himself with strong restraint.

What happened to yourself?

Yi Beichen's pheromone is a mixture of blood and ebony chinen agarwood, spicy and fragrant, tossing and hooking, domineering and stimulating, like a strong poison, vigorous stimulation makes people's legs weak, it's just gripping Pressing fiercely on the human heart.

In fact, his pheromone is very compatible with the slightly icy cold fragrance, but there are very few Omega with such pheromone.

In general terms, Omega is even rarer than Alpha, and the pheromones possessed by most Omega that Yi Beichen has seen are all sweet and greasy powder gas, so pure and refined, it is unbelievably rare to describe.

With red eyes, Yi Beichen asked a particularly rash question: "Are you...an Omega?"

But the person in front of him stood as straight as a green pine, thin, but his spine was as iron. He didn't answer any questions, and he used his actions to show that he was not an Omega.

Yi Beichen didn't notice that under his thin clothes, his chest heaved slightly, as if he was restraining his shortness of breath. From Yi Beichen's perspective, he was probably just tired.

The bluetooth phone has not been hung up yet, and Yi Nanchuan on the other end has been talking: "Beichen, have you met someone? Who do you say is Omega, why don't you talk, hello?"

However, Yi Nanchuan "heyed" for a long time, and all "heyed" went into the air.

On the other end of the phone, Yi Beichen, who has been a big star for so many years and has been sought after all the time, finally understands how the fans feel when they see him—nervous. Although it is not appropriate to use a fan idol as a metaphor, it is indeed the feeling.

He would even repent for saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing, and now he can't wait to slap his mouth—it's wrong for him to ask someone if he is an Omega when he is standing here alone with such a fairy spirit Do you think so?Is this the first step in a normal human relationship?

And your own pheromones, too rude.

Yi Beichen gritted his teeth, restrained the burst pheromone that was drawn out of him, and just as he opened his lips lightly, he heard the man reply coldly: "I'm not an Omega."

The voice is nice, juvenile, and the milk can't be concealed, but the expression is about to show a lifeless and icy expression.

The boy bent down and picked up the coat that was thrown on the stands. When he straightened up again, the back hem of the white sweater got into the edge of the jeans, outlining a slender and neat waist line.

"I'm sorry," Yi Beichen quickly added, seeing that he was about to leave, "Wait, can you tell me who you are?"

The air was blank and dull, and no one spoke for a long time, only the slight rustling of snow falling.

After a while, the young man bit his lip and said under his throat, "Passerby, let's go." His eyes were clear and clear, he only glanced at him, and passed him by.

The bluetooth headset can pick up the sound better, and after hearing it clearly, Yi Nanchuan immediately said, "Who are you with?"

Yi Beichen ignored it: "The pheromone just now is not yours?"

Boy: "No."

Yi Beichen took a step forward, and his pheromone that was not fully restrained raised his head again suppressing everything.

The young man was like a frightened bird, turning around to leave as if fleeing for his life, but his footsteps were a little flimsy, he accidentally tripped and almost slipped and fell in the snow.

Yi Beichen grabbed the other's wrist, and as soon as he touched it, he felt soft and boneless, as if he had grabbed a piece of cool jade, and his skin was delicate.

"Are you okay?" Yi Beichen actually felt a little flustered.

The boy withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, his whole body tensed, "I'm fine, thank you."

Yi Beichen actually wanted to take off the hood and introduce himself frankly. Just as he reached out to button the brim of the hat, his eyes were narrowed by a bright light.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" On the outside of the barbed wire fence, a guard ran over, shaking a flashlight: "Who let you in? Do you know if the closed area is closed?"

Yi Beichen was distracted, and when he turned his head again, the boy jumped onto the wire fence a few times, flipped over with his long legs, and landed firmly on the ground.

Seeing that people were about to run away, Yi Beichen shouted loudly: "What's your name?"

The dark night swallowed that thin figure, only the wind whistled in the snowy night, and no answer was left behind.

"Who did you see?" Yi Nanchuan said angrily.

Yi Beichen looked at the direction where the figure disappeared, and said after a long time: "Brother, I may have won the bet."

"What?" Yi Nanchuan finally realized, "Is it the person you asked for his name? Who is it?"

"I don't know." Yi Beichen looked at the vast night: "But I will find him."

It felt like a thorn, pierced into the soft soil at the bottom of my heart, took root little by little, and grew a huge obsession.