White Moon Light’s Exclusive Alpha

Xue Mengmeng was sitting in the cozy and elegantly decorated dining room box. She was a little cramped. This was her first date with Moby Dick.

The beluga across the table was not wearing all black, but a light blue sweater and denim trousers, and his half-length hair was tied behind his head, revealing his handsome face. Appears smaller.

Xue Mengmeng looked at the knee-length sweater and slim trousers on her body, feeling a little old-fashioned.

I was older than others, how could I be so careless about my clothes?

She regretted for three seconds in her heart, and then showed a bright smile, "Can you eat spicy food?"

This sentence is considered a courtesy. Xue Mengmeng has already investigated Beluga's hometown and naturally knows the taste there, so she specially chose this restaurant famous for its spicy food.

"Okay..." Beluga nodded and looked at the woman in front of him.

Although she still had that wooden face on her face, there was something new in her heart.

Whether it's Xue Mengmeng who doesn't know what to say is a good look, or the atmosphere of this restaurant is too ambiguous, for her, it's the first time she's seen it.

She didn't know that the alpha who didn't know each other on the opposite side had something else on her mind, but it didn't prevent her from thinking Xue Mengmeng was interesting.

Although a woman is indeed not as good as her in fighting, she can probably dump her eighteen streets just by talking.

Moby-Dick looked at Xue Mengmeng, who could talk freely even in the face of her taciturn self, with envy for a while.

But she didn't know that Xue Mengmeng had already started to sweat like crazy.

As far as Xue Mengmeng was concerned, this was indeed the most embarrassing dinner she had ever experienced.

In the past, no matter how cold the atmosphere was, it was long overdue to break the situation and have a good time when she was so humiliated by her.

But the beluga whale on the opposite side is still in a deserted look, just quietly watching her from the sky to the ground, from the south to the north, and occasionally accompanied by a simple answer to indicate that she is listening.

Xue Mengmeng felt like a monkey, and Beluga became a monkey player unknowingly.

At the same time, she also determined that Beluga is not pretending to be cold, she is really cold.

Although it was always like this in the village, Xue Mengmeng never expected that Moby Dick would still be so cold in such an atmosphere and at such a time.

She sighed, thinking that she was not looking for trouble, so she was teased by the words of Beluga's ice-melting snow during the snowball fight, and she just rubbed her face up to block the iceberg.

But she really wanted to see a beluga with a different expression.

She looked at a bowl of soup that was almost cold on the table, thinking that if she poured this bowl of soup on Beluga's face, she wondered if she could call out another expression on her face.

In that case, I probably wouldn't be able to go out alive, Xue Mengmeng thought, and was amused by her own brain.

Moby-Dick looked at her lightly, Xue Mengmeng restrained her smile, and then continued her words, "What did you say just now, career planning, right? There are very few betas who are bodyguards, what did you think at the time? "

Although today's affirmative action movement is prosperous and effective, it is not a moment to turn people's hearts around. It is generally understood in society that alpha's fighting power is stronger than the other two genders, so people with a little money will choose alpha bodyguards.

At least except for Mu Xue, Xue Mengmeng has never seen any really rich people use beta bodyguards.

She originally wanted to use this topic to praise the white whale. After all, from the results of her fight with the white whale, the white whale is definitely qualified for this position.

And for a beta to get to this point, it must have spent more energy than other alpha bodyguards.

This is an excellent opportunity to get closer to each other, and if the beluga complains to itself, so much the better. What better way to know a person than to know their weaknesses?

But what she didn't expect was that this sentence made her see a different side of Moby Dick.

The young woman in front of her slowly put down her chopsticks, and when she raised her head again, there was a little anger in her eyes.

"There's no reason, because I'm very strong." Beluga's voice was a little hoarse, although he looked at Xue Mengmeng, his eyes were distant as if he was looking at another person, "Why does beta have to think more as a bodyguard? Pay more for what?

Even if I'm a beta, I'm no worse than any alpha in this field. "

After speaking, before being stunned, Xue Mengmeng stood up and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, goodbye." He pushed open the door and left without reluctance.

Xue Mengmeng froze there for a long time before she realized that she was invited to dinner and was slapped in the face?

And she still hadn't figured out why Moby Dick was angry.

Just because of that sentence? But even if what she said was wrong, was the reaction necessary? She didn't say that beta must be inferior to alpha.

This is the second setback in Xue Mengmeng's self-confessed smooth-sailing life that left her with a deep impression. Coincidentally, the last time was also given by Beluga.

What's the matter with this guy? Either beat her with a blank face, or scold her with a solemn expression.

She was crazy to get tangled up with this ice cube.

Xue Mengmeng slapped her chopsticks angrily, "Who are you, I'll be an idiot if I ignore you!"

At this time, in Mu Xue's private kitchen, Tang Xiaoyang was standing beside Mu Xue, his eyes fixed on Mu Xue's meat-cutting hand.

Mu Xue was stared at by her, unable to laugh or cry, and her hand became hesitant to use the knife, "I will be careful, you go to rest."

"It's okay, you just treat me as non-existent." When Tang Xiaoyang thought of Mu Xue holding a knife in the kitchen, a thousand scenes of tragic images of a woman cutting into his hand flashed in his heart, where would he dare to rest.

After Tang Xiaoyang was discharged from the hospital, he naturally went home to recover from his injuries. Mu Xia originally wanted to choose two capable life assistants to take care of their diet and daily life, but Mu Xue refused to see Tang Xiaoyang's unhappy appearance.

Tang Xiaoyang really didn't want people to disturb her and Mu Xue's two-person world. But now, after Mu Xue sternly refused her request to cook with the injury, and decided to cook for her by himself, Tang Xiaoyang truly regretted it.

She would rather have an extra class of elementary school students in this house than Mu Xue get hurt in order to cook for herself.

After all, judging from the self-heating food she had packed up before, Mu Xue probably never cooked by herself.

This is indeed the case. Although the woman's way of holding the knife is correct, she is not skilled.

And Tang Xiaoyang didn't care about the details at all. After the woman successfully cut a piece of beef without hurting her hand, she was relieved as if relieved.

But Mu Xue's expression was a little dignified, staring at those strangely shaped pieces of meat.

He had already done his homework in advance, how could he still be cut like this.

She remembered the beef stew with potatoes that Tang Xiaoyang made before, and then looked at her own staff, she couldn't see it.

It seems that such things as cooking skills cannot be improved in a short time. Mu Xue thought a little disappointed. She pulled those steaks aside and looked at Tang Xiaoyang cautiously like a primary school student who failed the exam, asking for her opinion. "Otherwise, let's order takeout."

Although she still wanted to cook for Tang Xiaoyang, it was somewhat inappropriate to ask a wounded person to eat something unpalatable.

"Ah?" Tang Xiaoyang was still immersed in the happiness of the woman successfully cutting the meat, and suddenly heard that the woman who was in high spirits at the beginning was about to give up, and couldn't help but wonder, but when she saw Mu Xue's tangled expression, she suddenly understood.

Her sister Mu has always been good at being strict with herself and being lenient towards others.

"No need..." Tang Xiaoyang smiled, "This dish is mainly made from stew, so it's okay to cut it unevenly."

"Really?" Mu Xue was skeptical, mainly because Tang Xiaoyang was very likely to force himself to follow his own will.

"Is it true, just do it and you'll know it?" Tang Xiaoyang was very affectionate towards the now less confident Mu Xue, and she rarely had the time to encourage and guide Mu Xue.

"Well..." Mu Xue looked at the girl's loving and encouraging eyes, and felt a little firm in her heart, she must make this meal.

The final result was indeed as Tang Xiaoyang said, although the dishes out of the pot didn't look good, they still tasted okay.

Except that the beef that was cut into small pieces was a little old, and the taste was no different from that made by Tang Xiaoyang.

But Tang Xiaoyang was very enthusiastic, the girl held the bowl with her injured hand, and kept praising in the interval between gulps, "Delicious, delicious!"

Mu Xue is sincerely embarrassed to praise her. In all fairness, she thinks that she still has a lot of room for improvement, "Eat slowly, don't choke... I don't think this is as delicious as yours."

"How come?" Tang Xiaoyang took it for granted, "Just because you did it, it is hundreds of times better than what I did."

"How can there be such a reason?" Mu Xue wanted to laugh and was moved, but seeing the girl gobbling down, she felt a little sense of accomplishment in her heart.

She had always felt

The so-called washing hands and making soup for her lover is probably impossible for her.

Because cooking is a waste of time and mind, she eats self-heating food herself, so how can she cook for others.

But now, looking at the girl's satisfied chewing face, she suddenly felt that this matter was full of interest and meaning.

As Tang Xiaoyang said, just because it can make the lambs happy, it is worth her doing hundreds of times.

When Tang Xiaoyang's hand basically recovered, she also received a return notice from the program team.

The last competition is about to start, and the remaining top eight will perform single-player performances just like the audition at the beginning, and finally the professional judges will give the scores to determine the ranking.

In fact, in the fifth scene, Wang Jin originally planned to let the audience and the judges score together.

But considering that Tang Xiaoyang's current popularity can basically crush the remaining seven people without injury, he finally decided to use only professional judges.

Although the form of performance this time is the same as the audition, it is a single free performance after the specified topic, but the pomp is much bigger than the audition.

The contestants not only have the scene set up to match the topic, but also follow the instructors who are drawn by the machine to perform in pairs.

Of course, the roles of the mentors this time are similar to NPCs, and they can only respond to the script according to the students' performance, and cannot play freely.

This time, the time from when the students got the title to when they performed on stage was only ten minutes.

If the audition is about basic skills, the finals are about talent.

Who can make the most brilliant performance in such a short period of time?

Tang Xiaoyang didn't know, she hoped it was herself. But at the same time, she is not 100% sure.

And she has to win the championship no matter what.

The top four can freely choose which guide to cooperate with, in other words.

If the first is taken away by someone else, the chance to make a movie with Mu Xue will also be taken away by that person.

Tang Xiaoyang couldn't accept such a result. The thought of standing on the stage and Mu Xue's hand being held by another person made her feel uncomfortable.

At the same time, she was worried that she would be selected to play against Mu Xue in the finals. The last time she appeared in the play, she relied on a solid script to create two skins before she escaped.

But with a one-sentence title and a short preparation time, how can we prevent the drama from happening?

Tang Xiaoyang couldn't think of an answer.

When you cannot accept the consequences of failure, you rehearse failure a hundred times in your mind.

He Xuan's performance is much more stable than her own, in case...

Can I play in such a short time?

What if it fails?

And then fell into endless anxiety.

A week before the competition, Tang Xiaoyang began to lose his appetite and lethargic. When he was eating, he sat in a daze and grabbed two bites of rice. He plunged into his room and began to read various acting books, trying to get some real comfort from it. .

And Mu Xue girl had a somewhat gloomy back, thinking about ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ within ten minutes, her mind was interrupted by all kinds of chaotic thoughts.

Tang Xiaoyang tugged at his hair in pain, trying to force himself to watch it on the one hand.

On the other hand, because of the image of Mu Xue being pulled away by He Xuan in his mind, he was so sad that he almost split.

A soft knock sounded from the door.

Tang Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and his mind was calm for a moment.

She knew who was knocking on the door, so she suppressed the fear that was burning her like fire, and tried to keep her voice calm, "Sister Mu, come in and say something."

A woman in simple home clothes pushed in the door, but held a small box in her hand.

Tang Xiaoyang remembered that before the fourth competition, Mu Xue said that he wanted to give something to himself.

Later, Mu Xue did not mention it, and Tang Xiaoyang almost forgot.

"How's the preparation going?" Mu Xue didn't say anything straight to the point, but looked at the book on the girl's desk.

Tang Xiaoyang hurriedly closed the wrinkled book that was being rubbed by the irritable self, and squeezed out a smile, "It's good..."

"That's good..." Mu Xue nodded and handed over the box in his hand, "I thought it was a gift for the end of the last game, but if it is delayed until now, it will be a blessing for the next game."

Tang Xiaoyang took it carefully. The small box was very delicate and had a little weight.

She opened it slowly, and inside lay a glass sheep.

Time has not done any harm to this small object, and it has been well preserved by people.

The only change is that the

Broken horns were mended with gold.

The repairer's technique is quite good, and the golden angle is exactly the same as the other glass angle, as if it was originally one.

Just like it is not a defective product, but a perfect handicraft loved by countless people.

Tang Xiaoyang froze for a moment, then looked up at the woman in disbelief.

The woman just leaned down and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"You said that when you came to play with me, I would give it back to you. Now, I give it back to you."

"No matter what the result is, I am sincerely proud of you, and you fulfilled my promise."

"So don't be afraid, you just have to do your best, and I believe you can win."

Tang Xiaoyang held the wooden box holding the glass sheep tightly with one hand, while the other hand pulled the woman into his arms and hugged it tightly.

The girl's gnashing teeth sounded in her ears, "I will definitely win, I don't want to watch you give awards to others!"

There was warm liquid hitting the back of her neck, but Mu Xue didn't dodge, she just hugged the girl back gently, patted her tight back gently, and said softly, "Okay..."

The author has something to say: Sister Mu is also a good master at attacking people.

Again ps: The next chapter should be about confession. How about everyone making a lot of money at the beginning of the new year?

I took a look at my current single chapter's highest comment of 156, commented 200 or voted for 50, and I stayed up late to send a confession to the lamb.

Again ps: I'm happy if I can't reach it, and I'll update it tomorrow if I can't reach it. I wish you all happiness forever.