White Moon Light’s Exclusive Alpha

At 9:30 in the morning in summer, the sun already has the scale and momentum to dominate the world.

But even so, there is still nothing that can be done about the person hiding behind the heavy curtain.

On the white bed, the slender woman sank into it, her eyes were peaceful, and she slept soundly on her side.

She was wearing a light light blue cotton pajamas printed with cute white bears, and her slender legs, uncovered by shorts and a thin blanket, showed a lustrous white in the dimly lit room.

Tang Xiaoyang, who pushed in the door, saw such a picture that challenged her a bit.

Fortunately, she was used to it. If she couldn't get used to it, Mu Xue probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed.

The woman wearing the same pajamas sat gently at the end of the bed with a smile on her lips, and stretched out her hand to stroke her smooth and tight calf.

The hand that had just finished cleaning up the tableware was a little cool, tickling the woman on the bed like a tickling.

Soon, the woman frowned slightly, her warm calf trembled, and she indented into the quilt to escape someone's malicious harassment.

Tang Xiaoyang looked at Mu Xue's aggrieved face, and his smile deepened.

Get up and walk to the front of the bed, scratching the palm of the woman on the side of the pillow.

The palm was tender and warm, and it felt very good to the touch. Tang Xiaoyang unconsciously changed from scratching to kneading, like pinching a kitten's pad, and couldn't stop at the beginning.

The person who got off the bed could no longer sleep peacefully, and finally let out a vague murmur, "Little sheep, don't make trouble..."

His eyes were still closed, unwilling to wake up.

Tang Xiaoyang rolled over onto the bed, kissed and pinched her cheek, and said with a smile, "Oh, let me see if this is Xue Xue or Pig? Are you still in bed when the sun is drying your ass?"

The woman who was kneaded by her let out a dissatisfied hum, opened her pale gray eyes, and looked at Tang Xiaoyang with a three-point dissatisfaction and seven-point confusion.

Tang Xiaoyang raised his hand in surrender, "Didn't you tell me last night that I must call you before ten o'clock?"

The woman rolled her eyes, probably because she remembered something, she put her head in Tang Xiaoyang's arms, rubbed it twice, and gave a low response, "Well, I'll get up..."

Tang Xiaoyang rubbed her hair lovingly, "If you're really sleepy, just sleep again, there's nothing else to do anyway."

"No..." Mu Xue was confused and resolutely refused.

When the two got married, Mu Xia gave a large flat in the city center as a wedding room. The house was very close to Mu's Media, saying that it was convenient for Mu Xue to commute to get off work.

But Mu Xia only knew that since her sister returned to the country, 80 percent would not want to be idle, but she did not know that someone could force her to rest.

After marriage, Tang Xiaoyang did not return to work immediately, and he euphemistically called it a honeymoon.

This honeymoon was once half a year.

In Mu Xue's view, she had lived a more depraved life than when she was with Tang Xiaoyang.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the color that makes the mind dizzy and full of warmth.

At that time, both of them still had jobs, unlike now that one retired and the other went on strike.

Exercise well at night, eat well during the day, and after half a year, Mu Xue's routine has really become like a retiree who goes to bed early and wakes up late.

Anyway, no matter how late you get up, there are ready hugs and hot meals.

Anyway, no matter how late you go to bed, the sheep that delays her sleep will sort everything out for herself.

Fortunately, Teacher Mu, who has been self-disciplined for most of his life, was only addicted for a short time, and still urged Tang Xiaoyang to take a scene and tried to restore his routine.

Mu Xue's head tickled in her arms, Tang Xiaoyang's smile deepened a little, and he reached out and picked her up from the bed, "Then let's wash?"

Speaking of the biggest gain in the past six months, it is probably that Mu Xue has gained a little weight again.

Although he barely managed to get out of the weak line, Tang Xiaoyang was already very satisfied.

Mu Xue buried herself on the side of her neck and took two deep breaths, as if to cheer herself up, and got out of Tang Xiaoyang's arms.

"I will do it myself……"

Tang Xiaoyang complied with her intention, and after a while, the two people who had been tidying up sat facing each other at the dining table, chatting while eating breakfast.

Tang Xiaoyang was reading news on the TV with the remote control in one hand, shaking his head and criticizing, "Now these young people, the filming is not very good, and there are quite a lot of tricks."

She was talking about a little flower who was new recently, and she took a picture

Two films won two awards, and all kinds of brilliant press drafts were flying all over the sky. Tang Xiaoyang was the hardest hit area, and Mu Xue temporarily escaped the disaster because the gap was too big and he retreated for a long time.

Mu Xue, who was drinking rice milk, said with a smile, "How old are you than her?"

Tang Xiaoyang, who was choked for no reason, gave her a wrong look and handed over the peeled egg in his hand, "One year old is too old."

Mu Xue smiled, "Yes, I really envy you young people."

Tang Xiaoyang's mouth was flat, "Little friend Mu, I advise you not to push yourself too far."

The person opposite her was wearing a cute bear pajamas, her face was ruddy, her skin was delicate and smooth, and she had a brisk smile on her face, how could she look like a middle-aged person.

Not many people would doubt that she was younger than Tang Xiaoyang, who was unconsciously stern.

In fact, according to Tang Xiaoyang, the current Mu Xue is closer to the state of 20 years old than the 30-year-old Mu Xue. Of course, there are reasons for recovering from serious illness and being well taken care of, but more importantly, it is the change of spirit.

Although Mu Xue today is not as sharp as he was when he was young, he is not as alienated and depressed as before, and his whole person is full of upward vigor.

This is another test of Tang Xiaoyang's self-control.

For example, now, Mu Xue blinked, pure and seductive, "Why not?"

Otherwise, I think you want to eat this meal in bed.

Tang Xiaoyang tried his best to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with a straight face, "Eat..."

She knew that Mu Xue was deliberately teasing her, and she naturally knew how to break the trick. She would press Mu Xue on the dining table, and the woman would beg for mercy 100%.

But she was reluctant, and Mu Xue knew it.

She Mu Xue knows everything.

So Tang Xiaoyang could only bear it.

After dinner, Mu Xue sat on the carpet in the living room and played puzzles. This was a new interest she recently found. Her excellent memory and observation skills made her invincible in the battle against Tang Xiaoyang.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaoyang didn't care about winning or losing, she just accompanied Mu Xue.

Of course, this doesn't prevent her from acting like a spoiled brat when she fails.

When Tang Xiaoyang's jigsaw puzzle was just half completed, Mu Xue had already closed the last piece of the missing piece and looked at her with all her leisure time.

Tang Xiaoyang threw away the small puzzle in his hand as usual, and lay on the table, looking at Mu Xue pitifully, "Mr. Mu bullies people."

Mu Xue glanced at her dark and charming eyes, sighed, silently pushed her puzzle aside, crossed the table and kissed her on the forehead, "Is that so, okay?"

Tang Xiaoyang shook his head angrily and pointed to his cheek, "Two more..."

In the living room shrouded in warm sunshine, a woman as delicate as a porcelain doll took off her cold and hard shell, and lay there softly like a child who didn't grow up, begging for a kiss from her older lover.

The sun hit the snow-white carpet and the low wooden table, giving the woman's face a beautiful golden glow.

Being so close, Mu Xue could see the thin fluff on her face.

So lovely, so beautiful, so young, so loyal, her lover.

Mu Xue's beautiful eyes were filled with unresolved love, she walked around the table, and in Tang Xiaoyang's smug eyes, she put her lips on her.

Tang Xiaoyang squinted his eyes in satisfaction, put his hands on the woman's delicate waist, and fell into another tenderness.

Mu Xue knew everything.

But Mu Xue loves her.

After a hearty lunch, the afternoon is Tang Xiaoyang's time. Compared with the real retiree Mu Xue, Tang Yingying, who is at the peak of her acting career, is still very self-aware. Although she is idle at home, she will still spend some time. Hone your acting skills.

And she now has the best audience and opposite actors.

Perhaps the most loyal fan.

Tang Xiaoyang remembered the scene when he played against Mu Xue for the first time.

"Just now, you missed a line." Mu Xue said seriously.

Tang Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then he said, somewhat surprised and moved, "Did you watch my movie when you were in country S?"

Mu Xue lowered her eyebrows and nodded.

"More than once?"

nod……

Tang Xiaoyang threw himself into Mu Xue's arms like a bear child who was rarely praised for a long time.

Only then did he raise his head, his eyes sparkling, "What were you thinking when you watched?"

Mu Xue looked to the side subconsciously, which was a sign that she didn't want to answer.

Mu Xue is not good at lying. But at the same time, few people can force her to answer what she doesn't want to answer.

But unfortunately, Tang Xiaoyang is one of those few.

She clasped the woman's chin and forced her to turn her head, her voice soft as a kind of bewitching, "Sister Mu, tell me, okay?"

Mu Xue could not stand neither her expression nor her voice, so she could only retreat and surrender obediently.

And once a decision was made, Mu Xue would no longer avoid or be shy.

The woman's originally erratic eyes looked straight at Tang Xiaoyang's expectant eyes, and her voice was low and stern, "I miss you so well, I miss you so good, I miss you too."

Tang Xiaoyang raised his head and looked at Mu Xue's face. The woman sat in the back light, the less dazzling sunlight brushed past her thin body, and the woman in the shadow had a beautiful face that made people dare not blaspheme.

But her expression was so gentle and sweet, as if she had completely entrusted herself to the person in front of her.

He can own her, even possess her, as it should be.

So beautiful, so gentle, so forbearing, so heart-wrenching, her lover.

Tang Xiaoyang burst into tears for some reason, while Mu Xue gently wrapped her.

The night was usually when Tang Xiaoyang was happiest and wantonly, but today he had to be forced by Mu Xue to call Jin Jin to withdraw his troops in advance.

She rubs against the woman like an under-fed feline, trying to whet her desire for herself again.

But Mu Xue's attitude was firm, "You are going to the crew tomorrow, go to bed early today."

Tang Xiaoyang sighed, "Why does this conversation always feel familiar?"

Mu Xue laughed at her pitiful appearance, patted her head, and said comfortably, "Good..."

The soothed Tang Xiaoyang took the woman into his arms and muttered like a bear holding a honey pot, "Good night, baby..."

And Mu Xue replied with a gentle rub, her voice soft, "Good night, little sheep."

On the first day of Tang Xiaoyang's work, although he wasted his strength, he sent his lover who was pestering him into the car.

But when Mu Xue really returned to her spacious room, she rarely felt a bit lonely.

On the shoe cabinet at the entrance was a sticky note left by Tang Xiaoyang - "I think about myself three times a day, are you full? Are you warm? Are you asleep?"

Mu Xue smiled involuntarily, but then quickly restrained her smile and entered the room.

The room was certainly too spacious, but when Tang Xiaoyang was there, Mu Xue didn't feel it at all.

Now she felt that this bright and open room was a little too deserted.

If it was normal, Tang Xiaoyang would be sitting on the sofa now waiting for her to do the puzzle.

Mu Xue sighed, unwilling to sink in the thoughts of the long-distance lovers.

Tang Xiaoyang's work is definitely going to continue, and she has to find something for herself to do.

The woman in a simple suit stretched out, letting the greedy sunlight outside the window caress her waist.

"Thank you so much! President Mu..." The person in charge of Mushi Media's film and television project department held Mu Xue's hand with a star-filled eye.

After Mu Xue retired, she was in a hurry, and the KPI of the project department fell horribly for a period of time, which made the person in charge have a deep understanding of Mu Xue's positioning.

What actresses and producers are obviously cash cows, or the kind that are especially dedicated and responsible, and the films she handles ensure quality and quantity, as well as money.

Mu Xue chose one of the latest projects that was pleasing to the eye and went to participate in the planning, but under the double pressure of Tang Xiaoyang and Mu Xia, she no longer did it herself, but was only responsible for some decisive things. Count on leisure.

Tang Xiaoyang is not so lucky. Her film is positioned as a commercial action film. The general atmosphere is that Weiya keeps hanging, bombs keep going off, and there are a group of good-looking teammates who often make mistakes in acting.

This made Tang Xiaoyang act like a spoiled brat with Mu Xue every day.

It's not that she hasn't encountered more bizarre ones before. After all, her company is not the kind of Mu Mo's that only engages in big productions, and it is inevitable to occasionally fall into a hole.

Tang Xiaoyang had never complained of bitterness before, nor did she feel bitterness.

But now, as soon as she saw Mu Xue's gentle and concerned eyes, and heard the woman's low and gentle voice, she felt that her whole body was hurting, and it would be better if she kissed her.

It's a pity that today, each party has no relatives.

"You still say I'm young..." She muttered, calling Mu Xue as she walked to the hotel, "It's only been like this after hanging for a long time. I used to be fine for a day."

There was a hint of distress in Mu Xue's tone, "Remember to apply the medicine when you go back, communicate with the director, and shoot other scenes first."

"I know, don't worry too much." Tang Xiaoyang acted like a spoiled child, but Mu Xue was really hurt, and she was afraid that the woman would be too worried.

You are so old, how can you keep worrying about your wife.

While Mu Xue was dealing with the matter at hand, she wanted to continue to explain a few words, but she heard screams coming from Tang Xiaoyang's earphones.

"Xiaoyang, sister, look this way!"

"Xiaoyang Xiaoyang, I love you like a mouse loves rice." "Sister marry me!"

Tang Xiaoyang over there clicked his tongue a little displeased, and whispered, "If you have fans, go back and talk about it."

The connected phone was hung up in a hurry, and Mu Xue's fingers flexibly tapping on the keyboard suddenly stopped.

A trace of unpleasantness climbed up the woman's brow along the misty radio waves.

The author has something to say: Sister Mu: Who to marry?

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