Chapter 23:

Chapter Twenty Three
The day before returning to filming, Song Yi went to the private hospital before.
As a novice omega, Song Yi urgently needs the help of a doctor.
The middle-aged female doctor handed him a stack of basic physiological data, "Take a good look. The inhibitor only delays the estrus period, not completely eliminates the estrus period."
Song Yi looked down at the information carefully, and Xiubai's fingers flew through the pages of the book.
The female doctor sighed regretfully, "If you take the inhibitor for a long time, it will only make the next estrus worse. This kind of thing can only be eliminated."
"Can you have an operation?" Song Yi had lingering fears about the last sudden estrus.
The female doctor shook her head and said softly, "You can find an alpha to help you."
Song Yi was startled, lowered her head and continued to look at the information, "Thank you for the suggestion, I will consider it."
Finding an alpha to mark him was the best solution to the irritable estrus period, but Song Yi couldn't reach the hurdle in his heart. In the deepest part of his heart, he still considered himself an alpha.
The female doctor looked at him and pulled out a brand new business card from the folder on the desk. "You can go to this ao mutual aid website. There are many alpha obligations to help omega resolve the estrus period. All are anonymous and will not be disclosed. Your privacy."
Song Yi took the business card and put it in her pocket, and thanked him gratefully.
When it is really necessary, maybe he can use it.
Back to the seaside city again, the filming of "The Era of Passionate Love" was nearing the end. As soon as Song Yi arrived on the crew, he first went to Director Yang. The two Chinese cigarettes brought from the Imperial Capital were brought by Director Yang. Song Appropriate.
Director Yang was very happy to see him. Song Yi was absent during this time, and the young actors in the crew were about to him off. Nowadays, the young actors are more difficult to tune one by one, and only Song Yi is smart.
Song Yi made up the rest of the scene. This morning, the crew had just finished work. Song Yi was about to go to lunch when the phone rang suddenly.
He took a look at it. It was Wen Suya's phone.
"Su Ya, what's the matter?" Song Yi asked peacefully.
Wen Suya hesitated and said cautiously: "Brother Xiaoyi, Zhou Moquan is coming to visit my class today."
Hearing this unfamiliar and familiar name, Song Yi was taken aback, comprehending, and laughed, "Thank you for telling me that I am off in the afternoon and not in the crew. You guys have fun."
Wen Suya eagerly explained: "I didn't call him here on purpose. We belong to a company, but I don't know him well. He suddenly wanted to visit me..."
"It's okay, you can remind me, I'm very grateful." If it weren't for this call, Song Yi would really have to run into Zhou Moquan.
Wen Suya was silent for a moment, and plucked up the courage to say: "I believe you, you are not such a person, you must have misunderstood things before."
Song Yi was moved by it, and said sincerely, "I am very happy that you are willing to believe me."
Wen Suya smiled shyly.
Song Yi found a nearby resort, asked for a bottle of cold drink juice, sat under the umbrella, bathed in the bright sunshine of the seaside city, and felt mixed.
He took out his mobile phone and slid down to the message bar. A text message from three years ago was still lying quietly in his inbox.
From: [Zhou Moquan]
Message content: Go back to the hotel early, my good brother will come to celebrate your birthday, and prepared a super surprise.
Song Yi smiled helplessly. It was really a big surprise. I had never been so surprised in this life.
Song Yi had just signed a contract with Star Entertainment three years ago. At that time, Zhou Moquan was still a semi-red artist. Star Entertainment Company handed Song Yi to this senior, hoping to bring Song Yi to his presence.
Zhou Moquan is a very interesting person, a natural social expert, and a visionary. In the big dyeing tank of the entertainment circle, Zhou Moquan and Song Yi hit it off and the two became very good friends.
Song Yi admired Zhou Moquan very much and had a feeling of sympathy.
If it weren't for something like that happened later, he would be good friends forever.
Song Yi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed her impetuousness, turned her head and leaned on the recliner, not thinking about upsets, sleeping well, and there was another scene to be filmed at night.
When he was sleeping in a daze, he vaguely felt a black shadow cast over his head, and the coolness on his arms swish.
Song Yi opened her confused eyes and saw a colorful water gun, the kind used by children, and above it was a honey-colored and healthy arm with even texture.
Going up... Song Yi looked away calmly.
Gu Xingchuan’s tall nose had a pair of stylish brown sunglasses. He put a water gun in his hand and sat down on the beach chair next to Song Yi, "Why not go back to the hotel to sleep?"
Song Yi yawned lazily, "You know why."
The matter between him and Zhou Moquan has long been ripped off by the media.
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, lying side by side with Song Yi, and asked casually, "Is he here to see you?"
"No." Song Yi gave him a white look, full of imagination
Gu Xingchuan frowned unhappy, "Does he like you?"
Song Yi pulled her face down, "What are you talking nonsense?"
"Answer my question." Gu Xingchuan's tone was firm and beyond doubt.
Song Yi glanced at him, not accustomed to his young master's temper, "It has nothing to do with you, eat radish and worry about it."
Gu Xingchuan sat up abruptly, looked at Song Yi, and raised his jaw coldly, "You don't want to say, because you two have a better time."
Song Yi closed her eyes, raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose, asking what these questions were, softly mocking, "You logic, I can't believe how you passed the math test."
Gu Xingchuan paused, his eyes narrowed into a line behind his sunglasses, and he asked aggressively, "Last time you said you talked to three boyfriends, one of them is him, right?"
Song Yi heard that his head became big when he couldn't hit the bar, and said angrily: "Do you ask what these do is related to you?"
"Related, I just want to know." Gu Xingchuan's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.
Song Yi smiled angrily, "Then hold it back, I won't tell you."
It's good to suffocate you, little bastard, let you be nosy!
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, stood up suddenly, took a long leg, and sat on Song Yi’s thigh without anyone else. He was brutal and violent. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall and strong and strong. Song Yi was almost unable to breathe under the pressure. He was shocked and angry, and wanted to sit up, but due to his posture, his waist was unable to exert force, and he pushed Gu Xingchuan's shoulders resistingly, "What are you doing!"
"You answer the question I asked you just now." Gu Xingchuan put his arm around his neck fiercely, reluctantly.
There was a fire on Song Yi's head. He had never seen such a shameless person. He really wanted to throw his collar into the sea to feed the sharks, "Are you sick?"
"You give me an honest account."
Gu Xingchuan approached him, a hot breath rushed towards him, mixed with vital hormones, his body as steady as steel pressed against Song Yi, and Song Yi could feel the warm body temperature of Gu Xingchuan's body through the thin clothes.
The most sinister was Gu Xingchuan's arm that hooked his neck, and the bulging veins on his arms burst out, full of strength, bulging one after another, and hitting the sensitive glands impartially.
Song Yi gritted her teeth uncomfortably, forcibly acting calmly, "I'll tell you when you get up."
Gu Xingchuan snorted, and the breath formed a thin layer of mist on Song Yi's lenses. He stretched out his thumb and slowly wiped the mist, "You think I'm an idiot and tell me quickly."
Song Yi secretly scolded his mother and cut Gu Xingchuan a thousand swords aside, but the hero didn't suffer the immediate loss. He took a deep breath and said, "No, we haven't had a good time, it's just a friendship."
Gu Xingchuan was satisfied, squinted his slender and beautiful eyes, and gave orders, "You are not allowed to be friends with him, he is not a good person."
Song Yixin wanted you to say that she broke up a hundred or eight years ago, "I told you, get up!"
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, took off the obstructive sunglasses in one hand, and got into an inch. "What genders have you had three boyfriends, are you still in contact now?"
Song Yi's patience was worn out, her fists squeezed, her expression gloomy, Gu Xingchuan closed it when he saw it, and sat up from him slowly, stretching lazily, "The weather is really good, let's go play."
Song Yi wanted to turn Gu Xingchuan's head off and kick the ball, "You stay away from me."
The corner of Gu Xingchuan's mouth raised, and he was about to speak, but his eyes were attracted by Song Yi's back.
A complicated look that Song Yi had never seen before.