Every day I want to end the Alpha hair loss

Jiang Feiyu was used to being teased by him, used to being fierce, and also used to him always having only spikes in front of him.

Seeing his barking teeth and claws too much, Jiang Feiyu never thought that one day Le Wangjiang would be able to speak in front of him without hostility.

It doesn't matter to him anyway.

Whether it's Lewang Jiangna's bad personality, or he always deliberately wants to bully him, Jiang Feiyu can accept everything according to the order.

Because it is the Lewang River.

It's someone he likes.

But now that Lewangjiang softened his posture a little, Jiang Feiyu's heart immediately softened.

It was as if a thin rain had fallen, washing and watering out something that had been deeply buried.

Those repressed delusions began to spring up again like mushrooms after rain.

Jiang Feiyu's Adam's apple slid a bit. In fact, he is not afraid of pain, and he doesn't feel how painful his hand is.

But when Le Wangjiang blew it lightly, it seemed to really hurt.

He said hoarsely, "A little bit."

However, Le Wangjiang, who asked him in a slow tone just now, showed his face-changing technique in a second: "Oh."

He raised his eyes and glared at Jiang Feiyu angrily, slightly raised one corner of his mouth, and said mockingly, "Why don't you hurt me to death?"

Jiang Feiyu let out a sigh of regret in her heart.

Then he heard Le Wangjiang continue to ask: "How did you get this hand injury? You haven't told me yet."

"It's nothing." Jiang Feiyu lowered her eyes and said lightly, "I accidentally broke the cup."

He didn't lie to Le Wangjiang, but he didn't tell the whole story.

The wound on the palm of his hand was indeed caused by the cup.

It was because Jiang Wuji told him that if Lewangjiang found out that his alpha value had exploded after taking the test, Lejia would not allow them to interact for the time being.

At that time, Jiang Feiyu was taking medicine. When she first heard this, she pinched the cup in her hand and burst the glass deeply.

It also made Jiang Wujie stare at him for a long time.

But in the end he didn't say anything, just called the doctor to treat his wound.

Hearing what he said, Le Wangjiang frowned: "Which young master are you?"

He let go of Jiang Feiyu's hand speechlessly: "You are so grown up and you can accidentally break the cup...it's as if you can't hold it."

Jiang Feiyu moved her lips, but before answering, Le Wangjiang stood up directly.

At this moment, the self-study is not over yet, Le Wangjiang subconsciously lowered his movements, the class was not quiet, so no one noticed his movements.

Only Jiang Feiyu looked at him.

Le Wangjiang reached out and put his index finger on his lips, making a gesture of silence, which made Jiang Feiyu's eyes glued to his lips and couldn't move away for a while.

Although Le Wangjiang's lips are thin, they are light red, matching his fair skin, it looks like a piece of pink cherry falling in the snow.

He always likes to slightly raise one corner of his mouth, which seems to be ridiculed and careless, but it is actually just a small habit.

It is said on the forum that he is the standard old boss with a wicked smile, but he looks so awkward that he can pick out a sea view villa, but he is naturally flirtatious.

Everyone said he was a prodigal son.

In fact, just a fool.

"Skip class." Lewangjiang didn't notice Jiang Feiyu's mistake: "Cover me up."

He didn't wait for Jiang Feiyu to nod, and slipped out through the open back door.

Although Le Wangjiang is not a good student, there are really no such cases of skipping classes in the middle of the class.

Especially since this is a self-study in the afternoon, and there is no teacher to supervise, he usually doesn't run away.

But this time Le Wangjiang skipped class and didn't run to the rooftop.

He stepped into the infirmary with ease, but he didn't expect that the school doctor who was supposed to take a nap was still in the infirmary.

And there are other guests in the infirmary.

Le Wangjiang raised his eyebrows: "Hey, which pig's head is this with a blue nose and a swollen face?"

Huang Mao gritted his teeth immediately, and gave Le Wangjiang a hard look.

However, just this little action involved his wound, and tears welled up in his painful eyes.

"Don't move around!" the school doctor yelled, with a helpless tone: "You alphas, I really rely on you to support my salary!"

His words were fierce, but the action of applying the medicine was gentle: "Is it necessary to succeed and fight with prestige at this moment? Your teeth are loose! After another punch, you will lose two teeth!"

Huang Mao didn't dare to say who beat him, so the school doctor only thought that he was fighting bravely with people from other schools again. After all, this happened not once or twice.

Le Wangjiang had no interest in admiring Huang Mao's miserable condition, so he walked to the school doctor and flipped through his medicine box without looking outside: "Brother Lu, I'll get some medicine and bandages."

The school doctor frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

"It doesn't hurt a little bit," Le Wangjiang pointed to his neck, and shook his hand: "I don't like the smell of your disinfectant, go back to class and apply the medicine."

The school doctor looked at the iodine disinfectant, painkillers and bandages he was carrying, and confirmed that he was not carrying any dangerous medicines, so he waved it carelessly: "I didn't see you being so particular before."

In the past, when Le Wangjiang got into a fight with someone, he would sarcastically call someone to send him to the infirmary, and he would lazily lean against the door frame with a little scratch on his skin, or sit beside that person and mock him.

The school doctor reprimanded him a few times, but he didn't make the kid restrain himself a little bit, so he just turned a blind eye and pretended he didn't see it.

Anyway, at least he was kind in his heart, and he knew how to send someone to the infirmary to treat the wound.

After Le Wangjiang took the medicine, he watched the hard medical cotton swab in his hand stop, and finally took the tweezers that the school doctor had just used, and the half pack of cotton balls.

School doctor: "? I only have this pack of cotton balls!"

Le Wangjiang didn't stop, and walked out directly: "You let that pig's head make it up."

He paused, gritted his teeth and secretly resented, thinking that he had a convulsion, and he had to lose face: "I'm delicate, and I'm afraid of pain."

School doctor: "???"

He almost watched Le Wangjiang leave with a horrified gaze.

Le Wangjiang took the bag he took from the infirmary, and walked slowly towards the teaching building.

He didn't regret what he said, although it wasn't true, but what could he do.

Jiang Feiyu's old dog is too good at making enemies, and there are always people who scold him openly and secretly in the forum. He is the nightmare in the hearts of many students, and he is also the "teacher's lackey" in the hearts of many people.

This is because he is perfect and strong enough now, and has no weaknesses in the eyes of others.

If I let others know that he is afraid of pain...

Le Wangjiang scratched his hair irritably.

This old dog is obviously an alpha, why does he have so many problems?

However, even if he is a pampered prince, there is only one person in this world who can bully him.

Le Wangjiang thought naively, even if other people know his weakness, they can't touch him.

Don't even think about it.

He secretly drew a circle in his heart that he had never thought of why, and only threw Jiang Feiyu into it.

It embodies Alpha's possessiveness in a very strange way, but he never thinks about why he has such thoughts.

He only knows one thing.

Jiang Feiyu once told him.

at a very young age,

He said he would never get mad at him, never leave him.

So Lewangjiang relied on this sentence, which he didn't know whether Jiang Feiyu could remember or not, and kept pulling teeth out of the tiger's mouth.

Because he knew that Jiang Feiyu, a tiger, would not keep his mouth shut.

Le Wangjiang took the bag and quietly returned to his seat through the back door, only to see Jiang Feiyu was still working on the problem.

After he sat down, he lightly kicked Jiang Feiyu's shoe: "Hand."

Jiang Feiyu looked at him without moving.

Le Wangjiang smacked his mouth, pulled his left hand impatiently, and used his elbow to press him down in front of him, then took out the medicine from the bag: "If it hurts, give it to me." I'm holding back."

Jiang Feiyu was not surprised that he would say that, but Lewang Jiang ran out to get him some medicine, and the wall he had finally rebuilt in his heart began to crumble again: "What should I do if I can't hold it back?"

Le Wangjiang stretched out his hand to untie the bandage unskilledly: "Then you have the ability to call."

Jiang Feiyu seemed to laugh.

However, when Lewang Jiang paused to look over, he saw him looking at his hands calmly with downcast eyes.

Le Wangjiang withdrew his gaze and continued to remove the bandages for him, and saw that there were indeed wounds of different shades and sizes on his palms, but...

Le Wangjiang keenly saw the bright red on the joints on the back of his hand, and was speechless for a moment.

He's not a fool, he recognized it as a scratch.

Combined with the wound on the pig's face in the infirmary...

Le Wangjiang frowned: "Did you fight with someone?"

Before Jiang Feiyu could answer, Le Wangjiang squeezed his wrist, and said in a bad tone, "He recruited you again?"

In just a few words, he revealed that he wanted to beat that yellow hair again.

Obviously he had also seen Huang Mao's miserable situation, Kele Wangjiang felt extremely uncomfortable.

He looked at the scratches on the back of Jiang Feiyu's hand, and he gritted his teeth lightly to hard, and said the words: "Why didn't you find me?"

The wound on the palm of Jiang Feiyu's hand was accidental, and there was nothing he could do about it, but the scratch on the back of his hand could have been his own.

Le Wangjiang was smoldering in his heart, and was going to turn his head to look for the yellow hair after applying the medicine to Jiang Feiyu.

He wanted to see where he had the courage to repeatedly ignore his words.

Jiang Feiyu guessed a little bit of what he was thinking, so of course it was impossible for him to go find him.

What if Huang Mao didn't care about his own face and said the whole thing...

Jiang Feiyu lowered her eyes, and it was a little tricky.

"Forget it." He said slowly: "He has also learned a lesson."

Le Wangjiang still refused to give up, so Jiang Feiyu said, "You have wounds on your hands too, don't get hurt again."

Lewang Jiang just wanted to say your father, I'm afraid this is not your father, but Jiang Feiyu added leisurely in the next second: "Or do you want me to reciprocate and blow your wounds? I am very happy."

Le Wangjiang: "..."

He gave Jiang Feiyu's hand for cleaning the wound. It was originally as stable as the hand of a professional e-sports player, but now it trembled slightly.

Lewangjiang stopped for a long time, and when Jiang Feiyu said that sentence, there was no sound in his ears.

It was as if he was deaf, but he could clearly hear Jiang Feiyu's breathing.

There were also very rhythmic sounds that came into his ears along with the faint breathing sound.

"bang bang"

"bang bang"

……

It was exactly the same as that day.

Le Wangjiang looked out of the window across Jiang Feiyu in a daze, but he didn't see any birds pecking each other again.

But the voice echoed in his ears was so clear.

He withdrew his gaze, tried his best to restrain his hands to finish applying the medicine to Jiang Feiyu, and inevitably rubbed against Jiang Feiyu's fingertips during the bandage.

Le Wangjiang thought, what did this old dog do.

Why are there so many old wounds on the hands.

What the hell did the old dog do,

Why did he help him bandage the wound?

What the hell did the old dog do,

he……

Why is his heart beating so fast.

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