White Moon Light’s Exclusive Alpha

On the smooth driving car, Tang Xiaoyang tried his best to control his eyes that wanted to float to the driver's seat.

But it was difficult. Mu Xue in the driver's seat was still wearing the shirt and trousers she wore when she said goodbye to her today. The matcha cake-flavored pheromone was constantly overflowing from the woman's body and pouring into the nose of Tang Xiaoyang, who was sitting on the seat next to him.

It was as if a little man kept reminding the two of what happened last night in his ear.

At this time, Mu Xue, who was in the driver's seat, was thoughtful and did not intend to talk to Tang Xiaoyang. Silence spread between the two, and in the end, Tang Xiaoyang couldn't hold back.

She rubbed her hot ears and whispered, "Didn't you put on a shield?"

Mu Xue was stunned, and subconsciously freed one hand to touch the shielding sticker that was just pasted on the back of her neck. After confirming that the transparent thin sticker was still firmly adhered to the gland, she answered responsibly: "Yes, but The manual mentions that it may be invalid for some alphas that have had a relationship with the user."

"Cough cough..." Tang Xiaoyang only felt the warmth spread from her ears to her cheeks. She knew that her face must be very red now. Fortunately, Mu Xue focused on the road conditions and didn't turn to look at her, only asked: "Are you okay? ?"

Isn't this woman shy at all?

"It's okay..." Tang Xiaoyang replied sullenly while putting his hand on his cheek to cool down.

But then she thought of something more important.

"How did you know I was surrounded by paparazzi? And how did you get into the community?"

Tang Xiaoyang was puzzled and apprehensive. Could it be that Mu Xue would really care about her movements?

The woman in the driver's seat bent her eyebrows, "I thought you would thank you first?"

"Thank you..." Tang Xiaoyang bowed his head very simply and said thank you this time.

Whether she likes it or not, Mu Xue helps her again. Although Tang Xiaoyang is often judged as stubborn and tough, he still knows what to do.

"A friend told me that someone sent a reward to call the paparazzi to block you." Mu Xue said lightly and vaguely, "As for how I got into the community..."

The woman stretched out her fair and slender hand and pulled down her sunglasses, "The security guard asked me to sign and let me in."

It turned out to be a face brushing. Tang Xiaoyang looked at the roof of the car silently. It was probably because what happened in the past two days was too magical, and she almost forgot that Mu Xue was a well-known star in the country.

"Then can you send me back to University A?" Tang Xiaoyang thought that he could only go back to the dormitory first to avoid the limelight.

Although there are many radical fans of Qin Chang, at least there are friends and teachers in the school, which is safer than most places outside.

"I suggest you don't go back." Mu Xue seemed to have long expected Tang Xiaoyang to say this, "This situation may not happen on campus today, at that time, it was not the paparazzi who were blinded by money, but the Radical fans overwhelmed by anger."

Tang Xiaoyang unconsciously recalled the insults, ghost pictures, and various p's left photos in his Weibo private messages. He really couldn't find any basis to refute Mu Xue, so he could only whisper: "Is it safer elsewhere?"

Mu Xue smiled lowly: "There is a place that is very safe, but I don't think you dare to go."

Looking at the woman's unfathomable smile, Tang Xiaoyang realized that there must be a deceit in it, but this tone was kept in his heart, and she would be depressed to death if she didn't spit it out.

"Where am I afraid to go?"

"My house..." Just at the red light, Mu Xue turned her head to look at the sheep who had been caught in the trap, and said kindly, "Dare to come?"

Ten minutes later, Tang Xiaoyang was standing in the living room of Mu Xue's private house with his suitcase in hand, and he was caught in the tangle of feeling that he was being tricked but it was too humiliating to walk now.

Mu Xue didn't lie to her. Mu Xue's private house is a two-story independent villa, located next to a secluded ancient garden in the north of the city. The villa area in this area is one of the representative works of Mu's real estate. It's beautiful, looking at the tall security guards patrolling in teams in the community, all-round cameras without dead ends, and the strict personnel identification system on the periphery of the district, we know that the whole city A is never safer than here.

The house where he is now is probably the best one in the well-designed villa area. Tang Xiaoyang converted the rent here in his mind, but sadly found that his current state of no income is no matter what. Also impossible to afford.

Mu Xue didn't notice Tang Xiaoyang's entanglement at all, and opened the door of the guest room on the first floor, "Can you live here?"

Tang Xiaoyang gritted his teeth, and finally said word by word, "I can't live here."

Mu Xue looked at the girl who was standing on the spot like a flagpole, and said lightly, "Why?"

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The anger didn't change, but Tang Xiaoyang smelled the tea smell in Mu Xue's pheromone suddenly became chilling.

Mu Xue was not very happy, Tang Xiaoyang was inexplicably flustered, but still insisted: "It's too much trouble for you."

She didn't want Mu Xue's pity, all she wanted was the face and recognition of a woman.

Mu Xue didn't speak, and walked straight over. The expression on her face was still calm, and the pheromone didn't change, but Tang Xiaoyang became nervous involuntarily, tensed all over, and stood straighter.

"I don't seem to have asked you before." The woman who was half a head shorter than her looked up at her, her light gray eyes sparkling with questioning.

This seems to be the first time that Tang Xiaoyang has faced Mu Xue in front of the public. He is cold and wise and looks like he is not easy to fool.

When she was young, Mu Xue thought she was a cute little child, and she only had mercy and kindness towards her, but Mu Xue, who met again when she grew up, seemed to be still kind and never spoke to her in such an official tone.

"What?" Tang Xiaoyang controlled his urge to step back. Now that he was overwhelmed, why did he want to talk to Mu Xueping?

Mu Xue looked at the girl's face that was about to become a stone sculpture, and burst out laughing. This smile is like the beginning of the sun, the ice melts and the snow melts, and the tense atmosphere instantly disappears.

"Do you cook delicious?" The woman's thin lips parted slightly and asked a question that was beyond Tang Xiaoyang's expectations.

Tang Xiaoyang just recovered from the pressing atmosphere, and nodded: "It's okay..."

The days of living with his neurotic mother when he was young have cultivated Tang Xiaoyangjia's self-care ability, and there may be a gap between him and the chef of the restaurant, but the cooking of home-cooked dishes can be considered perfect.

"Then you cook for me..." Mu Xue smiled, "It's not a waste of time."

"Okay..." Tang Xiaoyang twisted his mouth when he wanted to refuse, and after seeing the unrefined waist under Mu Xue's shirt, he chose to compromise.

Of course, there was another reason she didn't want to admit. After being frightened by Mu Xue's black face just now, she didn't want to be treated by Mu Xue in that distant and official tone again.

Tang Xiaoyang was invited into the guest room by Mu Xue. Mu Xue said that there was still work to be done, so she left her to clean up the room.

Is she afraid that I will regret it? Tang Xiaoyang slandered in his heart as he folded his clothes and put them in the closet.

The phone rang, Tang Xiaoyang picked it up, and then heard Duan Sisi hurriedly said: "Yang, are you alright? You hung up the phone in such a hurry just now, you said a friend came to pick you up, who is it?"

"Uh, I'm fine." Tang Xiaoyang hesitated to tell Duan Sisi about Mu Xue, but she was not worried that Duan Sisi, the paparazzi leader, would leak the secret.

Mainly, there are 4 people in Dormitory No. 415, which is well-known and well-known. Except for himself, all of them are fans of Mu Xue. Duan Sisi is the best among them. It belongs to the kind that requires ten brushes for every work that Mu Xue participates in the production of.

For Duan Sisi, who has a high salary but never spends a penny, it can already be called true love.

"Just, my former good friend, I happened to meet her today, so I came to live with her first."

Tang Xiaoyang finally decided not to talk about it, saying that she was really worried that Duan Sisi would be transferred to the police station for attacking the villa area.

"Hey, that's good, settle down first and then think of a way." Duan Sisi breathed a sigh of relief and added, "I'm going to work overtime recently, but our boss Le Wuyou, who has been skipping work all the time, is going to come back to work tomorrow, and he has to work overtime. Hold a meeting and say what dangerous person the company wants to sign."

"It's been hard work..." Tang Xiaoyang remembered that Duan Sisi's company seemed to be called Xinyue Media, and it was considered famous in the circle.

But unlike Lexiang Entertainment's small workshops that squeeze employees, Xinyue Media is nicknamed "Charity Media".

It is said that he often invests in projects that are stranded due to insufficient funds, and occasionally signs some little-known artists. The treatment is acceptable, and the artists never stay if they want to leave.

"Let's not talk about it, I will tell the boss about your problem tomorrow and see if she can do anything."

Duan Sisi, Marketing Director of Xinyue Media, closed the line and continued to bury her head in her work.

The rooms in Mu Xue's house are very spacious and clean, and it can be seen that someone takes care of them regularly.

However, most of the furniture is in a simple style. Putting on the cups and alarm clocks with various cartoon patterns of Tang Xiaoyang looks very inconsistent.

When Tang Xiaoyang cleaned up the house, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She had eaten breakfast so far today, and was tossed and ran around. Now she is hungry.

But there was no movement on Mu Xue's side. Isn't that girl hungry at all?

It is because of this that the body is so poor.

The girl with thick brows and almond eyes frowned, went out and went upstairs to knock

He opened the thick wooden door of the study twice.

"Please come in..." Mu Xue's voice came from inside, Tang Xiaoyang pushed the door with a stern face, and saw Mu Xue sitting in front of the large desk, with a pile of documents in front of him, he was fascinated, and he didn't want to eat at all. look.

"I'm hungry..." Seeing this situation, Tang Xiaoyang was even more annoyed, and his tone was naturally not very gentle.

Mu Xue looked at her watch like a dream, and smiled apologetically at Tang Xiaoyang: "I'm sorry, I didn't check the time."

After saying that, he was about to get up, but suddenly his body softened. Tang Xiaoyang quickly went up and supported the woman who almost fell back to the chair.

Mu Xue seemed a little unresponsive, staring at Tang Xiaoyang blankly, like a pretty scared kitten.

It's hard to imagine that she is the same person as the cold woman who threatened Tang Xiaoyang just now.

Tang Xiaoyang frowned: "Are you low blood pressure?"

"One thing..." Mu Xue stabilized her body, and gently wrestled from the girl's hand, smiling, "Maybe it's also hungry."

Tang Xiaoyang's face was so gloomy that water was dripping, and a few words popped out from between his teeth, "Where is the kitchen?"

If Tang Xiaoyang's original level of anger was only 60%, when he entered the kitchen, it would be a complete shock.

The kitchen is very clean and the kitchen utensils are complete. Unfortunately, not only are there no ingredients, but the lockers are also filled with all kinds of fast food products. There are so many types and quantities that it is possible to hold a party about self-heating rice, hot pot and instant noodles. .

"Do you usually eat these things?" She angrily turned her head to look at Mu Xue, preparing to publish a whole bunch of theories about the unhealthy diet of fast food products.

Mu Xue, as if she didn't notice Tang Xiaoyang's rampage, raised the phone she'd been flipping through just now, "I want to eat this."

On the screen of the mobile phone, there was a Weibo post by Tang Xiaoyang, with a picture of a pot of tomato brisket that looked very good.

With text: In winter, I still eat more hot meat.

Tang Xiaoyang was speechless for a while, looking at the woman's expectant face, the fire in his stomach suddenly disappeared.

"I'll do it for you..."