White Moon Light’s Exclusive Alpha

Tang Xiaoyang ran all the way to the parking lot, even on the elevator, he kept pointing his toes, as if this would make the elevator descend faster.

Fortunately, it was getting late, and most of the working parties in the whole building had already left work. Otherwise, her fully-armed dress and impatience would have been regarded as a suspicious person.

Walking to the parking lot, and seeing that Mu Xue's car was already parked there, Tang Xiaoyang opened the door of the back seat, got in and threw himself into the woman's arms.

Mu Xue held her with one hand and looked helplessly at the front seat.

The expressionless Moby Dick started the car and raised the partition between the front and rear seats.

Tang Xiaoyang buried his head on the side of Mu Xue's neck like a big dog, the tip of his nose swept across the delicate skin of the woman's neck, and his breath was filled with the smell of matcha cake on the woman's body.

I really want to take a bite.

Mu Xue was tickled by her and gently tugged at her ears, "Are you so happy?"

Tang Xiaoyang raised his head from her arms, his eyes were bright, and he nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

Then I felt that such a simple word was not clear enough to describe my excitement.

So he added: "I didn't expect you to tweet about this."

Mu Xue's previous Weibo was the announcement of the filming of Dream Building, which was forwarded more than a month ago.

"And..." Tang Xiaoyang recalled the remarks he had seen from those extreme fans before, and said with approval, "I don't have any works now, and it's a bit out of place to appear on your Weibo."

Mu Xue understood Tang Xiaoyang's thoughts, and couldn't help laughing and shaking his head, but thinking that Tang Xiaoyang's unnecessary fear and trepidation were all for himself, and he was moved again.

But she also thinks it is necessary to make it clear to Tang Xiaoyang now.

"Xiaoyang..." Mu Xue restrained her smile and put on the serious look that appeared in various interviews.

"You said..." Tang Xiaoyang got up from the woman unconsciously and sat up straight. Mu Xue rarely called her by her name in private. If she did, there must be something important to say.

"Am I vulnerable?" Mu Xue asked a confusing question.

"Well, you are quite thin, and you get sick easily." Tang Xiaoyang thought thoughtfully.

"I mean something else..." Mu Xue sighed, "Spirit, status, or wealth."

"No..." Tang Xiaoyang hesitated, she didn't understand what Mu Xue meant by asking her these words, but the answer to this question was not difficult.

Except for this fragile body, Mu Xue is almost a perfect person.

Status, wealth, appearance, and even character, she has all and they are all superior, and she belongs to the kind of person who will call God unfair at first glance.

"Yes, I'm not vulnerable, I can deal with a lot of things that others can't."

Mu Xue's focus was not on himself, "So, you don't need to be so nervous about me all the time."

When a person likes another person, he will naturally think for her involuntarily. Even if he is hungry, he still has to worry about whether the other person has enough food and clothing.

These are human feelings, but Tang Xiaoyang's concern for her is obviously beyond the normal scope.

Girls protect themselves by hurting themselves time and time again, especially when the hurt doesn't really matter to them.

The more this happened, the more worried Mu Xue became.

In the relationship between the two, Tang Xiaoyang cared too much about herself and placed herself too low.

This is not a good thing.

I would like to die for you is a touching love story. But if that person just lost a hair, and the other person suffered like a broken arm, it would be more like a horror story.

Mu Xue held the girl's hand and emphasized word by word, "I don't want to always see you hurting yourself for me, understand? If there is something I can't handle, you can protect me.

But other times, don't be so nervous, I'm not a porcelain doll, not so fragile.

Just like what happened today, I won't lose by posting Weibo, but it's good for you, why not do it? "

Who says you have nothing to lose, your extreme fans must be very unhappy.

Tang Xiaoyang wanted to refute, but looking at the woman's serious face, he couldn't say a word.

She knew that Mu Xue was for her own good, but...

"We are equal, Xiaoyang." Mu Xue sighed, "You will come to my side sooner or later, but I can't go back."

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When he said this, he looked a little lonely, like an old man in his twilight years, encouraging the young man with some envy and some emotion.

Tang Xiaoyang was suddenly flustered, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"You are only thirty years old, and you are not old at all. When I get to you, you must be waiting for me in front."

After saying that, he looked straight at Mu Xue, as if waiting for her to agree with his opinion.

What will happen in the future? If someone asked Mu Xue this question more than a month ago, Mu Xue would answer without hesitation.

After filming his last film, he quit the circle, went to a beautiful place to spend his short retirement, and died with dignity before losing the last ray of light.

And now, even Mu Xue couldn't be sure where he was going.

But at the moment she can only say: "Of course, so what I said, can it be done?"

"Hmm!" I tried my best. Tang Xiaoyang finished reading the three words he could not say in his mind.

She knew that Mu Xue was doing it for her good. However, if the human mind can be freely controlled, it is not called the human mind.

In the Mu family's ancestral house, a tall and long-legged male alpha is holding a watering pot in one hand, humming a little song and pouring the fine water on the delicate flowers.

The man's appearance is extremely handsome, and his face looks only in his early twenties, but he has a calm temperament accumulated over many years of work, which makes it difficult to determine his age.

"Brother..." A low and magnetic female voice sounded behind her, and Mu Xia, the current head of Mu Shi, shook his hand and sprinkled water on the ground.

"Hey, you're back." The man showed a bright smile that was very incompatible with his own temperament, and leaned over to ask for warmth.

How have you been eating recently?

How are you sleeping?

Did you gain weight?

Oh, I have gained three pounds. This is great news. I will inform everyone in a while, so that everyone can be happy together.

Mu Xue looked at Gu Zuo Shi's brother helplessly, and finally asked, "You did the delayed shooting of Dream Building, right?"

"Cough, yes." Mu Xia paused and decided to admit it, but he still didn't forget to defend himself, "I also pushed a little bit to help the flames, mainly that Xiao Tang, isn't she interested in you? ?"

Mu Xue didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

For a moment, Mu Xia finally couldn't hold on, and folded his hands together and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Mu Xue nodded, "Don't do this next time."

Mu Xia said sincerely: "I don't depend on you or you don't!"

Mu Xue: "What is that?"

Mu Xia: "Being with Tang Xiaoyang, my Weibo account has 50,000 followers now, and a group of people are shouting every day to let me produce food, saying that they will suffocate if they don't eat Baixue in the spring."

Mu Xue: "Are you free?"

Mu Xia: "That's not true, but no matter how busy people are, they still have the power to use CPs, right? I am now speaking for the fifty thousand Yangchun Baixue fans behind me."

Mu Xue: "I'm thinking about this, you are not allowed to mess around."

Mucha: "Really?"

Mu Xue: "…"

Mucha: "Okay, if you want to think about it."

A few hours later, Mu Xue left the Mu family's old house, and Mu Xia called Xue Mengmeng.

"The shooting process for the next game of Dream Building will last for about a month. According to Zhou Shu, my sister should have another boom during this period."

"No, no, don't act rashly this time, she just warned me."

"It's not that there is no way, that little alpha should learn to do it by himself."

"Don't worry, she said that she was thinking about it, which means that she is already struggling. This little Tang has two brushes, and he can actually shake my sister's decision."

"I don't know why my sister suddenly asked the Tang family what they were doing, but that guy Tang Mo seems to be abnormal recently. He hasn't returned to China for a long time."

In the dark and messy room, a man squatted in the corner, while holding a mobile phone and dialing a number, he muttered: "Bitch hurts me, **** hurts me."

The shirt on his body could no longer be discerned from its original color, and his hair, which was smooth and watery, was now greasy and dirty.

He hasn't been out for a long time, and his Weibo is being abused by tens of thousands of people every day, and some people even pick up the community where he lives.

The company abandoned him, the fans left him, and he has nothing.

It's all because of that bitch! He wants revenge!

the phone finally connected

, A female voice with a smile came from the opposite side.

"Young Master Qin, what are you doing?"

"Don't call me that! Didn't you say she couldn't resist at all?

Didn't you say foolproof? Why am I the way I am now? "

"Hey, why are you yelling so loudly? I explained it clearly at the time. It was you who didn't live up to your expectations to ask you to wait until the effect of the drug was fully exerted."

"What now?"

"What else can I do? I can give you a sum of money, and you can find a country far away from the city to retire with peace of mind."

"No, I'm not reconciled!"

"Oh?" The female voice seemed to hear something interesting, "Is it possible that you still want revenge?"

"Yes! I want that **** to pay for it!"

"Is that so..." The man opposite suddenly gave a low and vicious laugh, "I'll give you a chance, but you don't have to take revenge on Tang Xiaoyang."

"Don't you want to know who helped her? And I promise, if you move that person, it will be more effective than killing her a hundred times."

The author has something to say: the two people in this chapter are full of flags.

Your best assist is finally here. Billionaires are fighting all night on the front line of CCP. The reason behind it is tearful.