Every day I want to end the Alpha hair loss

As soon as the curtain opened, deafening screams began to resound in the auditorium.

Le Wangjiang stood at the other end of the stage holding a sword and picking his lips. He was in a good mood at first.

Jiang Feiyu, an old dog, was wearing a black robe with gold patterns, which made his skin pale and made him look more mature.

Quite good looking.

Lewang Jiangxin said, like a prince.

When the guard played by Huang Ya reported to Jiang Feiyu that the box had been stolen, Jiang Feiyu raised her lowered eyebrows slightly and said softly, "Little thief."

His voice itself is cold, and he likes to suppress his voice when he speaks on weekdays.

And more people have only heard his tone without any emotion and waves.

At first hearing that he slightly raised his voice, the deep and hoarse voice had a different flavor.

As a result, the screams in the auditorium became more enthusiastic, and even the posture almost toppled the entire roof.

Lewangjiang actually liked hearing Jiang Feiyu talk like this.

He doesn't really like Jiang Feiyu who is as stable as a robot, so when it's just the two of them in private, Lewang Jiang always likes to tease Jiang Feiyu.

Hearing him sigh, listening to him laughing and talking to him, listening to his helplessness being choked by him...

But those were only shown to him alone.

Even if it was a show, Le Wangjiang was still very upset if so many people heard it.

How does this old dog act so well?

Le Wangjiang twirled the tassels around his ears depressedly, wishing to draw his sword now.

Especially Le Wangjiang heard several "clicks" of the camera.

He couldn't see what was going on under the stage, but Alpha's excellent hearing ability allowed him to guess.

There must have been many people who raised their mobile phones and took pictures of Jiang Feiyu.

It's like there are always posts about secretly taking pictures of Jiang Feiyu in the forum.

Every day, it's annoying to watch.

What to shoot.

Le Wangjiang's hand holding the sword tightened slightly, and his knuckles protruded.

He said in his heart, his people, they shoot without his permission, looking for beatings.

But he definitely can only say this in his heart, Le Wangjiang still has this sense of propriety.

It is precisely because of the knowledge that they are now in puppy love that Le Wangjiang is even more irritable.

He wanted to go faster, earlier.

He wanted everyone to know that the old dog Jiang Feiyu belonged to him.

No one is allowed to get involved, and Xiao is not allowed to think about it.

When Lewangjiang comes on stage again, it will be a fight with Jiang Feiyu.

In fact, they haven't faced each other a few times in this fight.

I have only practiced twice in total, both of which were interrupted due to various reasons.

But fortunately, this is not a very formal performance for them, it's just a school performance, even if it is not done well, no one will say anything.

It's about participation.

But before Le Wangjiang took the stage, whether it was Lao Zhu who was guarding with them in the background, or other classmates, they all reminded Le Wangjiang: "Be gentle, don't hurt anyone."

Le Wangjiang: "...What kind of image do I have in your hearts?!"

Huang Ya thought for a while: "That kind of image where one hits ten?"

Le Wangjiang raised his leg without hesitation.

Huang Ya hid before he kicked over: "Old Zhu! Brother Le hit someone again! Hurry! Arrange for a [-]-word review!"

There was a burst of laughter in the background.

Lao Zhu protected Huang Ya with one hand, and said with a smile, "You monkeys."

That's what he said, but when he looked at these boys and girls, his eyes were full of doting.

Anyway, he treats these children as his own.

Lewang Jiang raised his sword and rushed forward to fight Jiang Feiyu.

Although he felt helpless about their exhortations, he did pay attention to the strength of his hands.

After all, in the script itself, he was fighting Jiang Feiyu with his sword and his bare hands.

It was broken, and the group of screaming Omegas below would be whining at most, and it was him who really felt distressed.

Le Wangjiang won't allow himself to suffer (?)

But in the fight scene between the two of them, the group of Omega under Lewang Jiang swung his sword would scream once, and the group of Omega under Jiang Feiyu's palm would scream again.

Le Wangjiang kept screaming in his head, and finally when his sword was knocked down according to the script, he couldn't help but let out a "tsk" when he flipped back.

Quarrel.

It's fucking noisy down there.

He reckoned that there must be many people holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of him and Jiang Feiyu, so he was a little annoyed.

But thinking about him being in the picture this time, at least he was standing with Jiang Feiyu, so he barely felt better.

Then Le Wangjiang had to follow the script, and was almost caught by Jiang Feiyu during the fight with Jiang Feiyu, and finally left with his own lightness.

He has learned taekwondo and practiced martial arts, so some difficult moves such as somersaults and 540s in the air are not a problem. The problem is how "accidentally" he will be caught by Jiang Feiyu.

Le Wangjiang was afraid that his instinct would be out of control, so he punched Jiang Feiyu.

But very happy Wangjiang realized that his worries were unnecessary.

He did two tricks with Jiang Feiyu according to the script, and was thinking about how to let Jiang Feiyu catch him easily, when he was distracted, he was directly subdued by Jiang Feiyu.

Suddenly, more fiery screams sounded from the audience.

This time Le Wangjiang was in no mood to feel annoyed.

Because his whole body was imprisoned in Jiang Feiyu's arms.

Jiang Feiyu grabbed his wrist with one hand and folded it back, while the other hand hugged him directly by the waist and took his other arm together.

Looking at the empty scene ahead, Le Wangjiang felt his back pressed against Jiang Feiyu's chest with his hand and Jiang Feiyu's hand in between, and his head was instantly stunned.

Even though so many things were separated, Le Wangjiang could feel it strangely.

It belonged to Jiang Feiyu's body temperature, and the vibration behind him resonated with his heartbeat.

It's hot, and it's getting more and more compact again and again, making it look messy.

Le Wangjiang thought that his body would rely on muscle memory to step back without hesitation and step on Jiang Feiyu's instep, and then take advantage of his strength to loosen and throw him over the shoulder.

Kele Wangjiang found that his muscles were like Alzheimer's.

Nothing happens at all.

This is obviously a self-defense technique that he has practiced thousands of times and tens of thousands of times.

Obviously, when he practiced with Le Qi before, he almost broke the old man's bones.

Le Wangjiang took a deep breath, and moved his wrist amid the screams that were loud enough to pierce his eardrums, trying to struggle out and continue the next scene.

But Lewangjiang didn't expect that Jiang Feiyu's strength was stronger than he imagined.

He moved.

Jiang Feiyu didn't move.

So this scene changed from a ten-second catch to 20 seconds...or even longer.

They don't have mics on them anymore, so Le Wangjiang can't say anything.

So even if he knew that Jiang Feiyu did it on purpose, he could only raise his hand that was in Jiang Feiyu's arms, intending to give the old dog an elbow.

However, before he could hit it, Jiang Feiyu took advantage of his strength to stop him.

In the eyes of others, he struggled out.

Le Wangjiang glanced back, and took a light look at Shang Jiang Feiyu.

He didn't want to talk, and just left the scene according to the script.

But when he got backstage, Meng Tao hurriedly said "Your earrings fell off", and Le Wangjiang realized that the earrings had just fallen on the stage because he didn't wear the plugs.

And Jiang Feiyu, who stayed on the stage, obviously also noticed the dazzling white.

So he bent down to pick up the tassel, fiddled with it with his hands down his eyes.

"Little thief."

The meaning of this impromptu line added by him is a bit unclear, but it happens to match the line he said when he first appeared on the stage.

It's just that this time there was a faint smile, and the deep voice was lighter, revealing a deep meaning.

As the main writer of the script, Ye Xinlu stared at the scene on stage, and held Meng Tao's hand tightly: "Exactly. The last sentence of a thief mocked and stole his things, this sentence of a thief Feeling stole his heart, woo woo woo, is this fairy love?"

Le Wangjiang, who played the role of the little thief and was next to him: "..."

He doesn't understand the world of cultured people.

He didn't want to understand either.

When their performance is over, they go to the bathroom together to change their clothes.

Because there is a camera in the dressing room, there is only one compartment without a camera, and the inside is crowded with people. Although the weather is getting colder, it is also hot because it is wrapped in three layers of ancient costumes.

Nobody wants to sit through the heat waiting for the powder room cubicle to be vacated.

Le Wangjiang and Jiang Feiyu walked at the end as usual, now that there is no Mai, Le Wangjiang can also settle accounts with Jiang Feiyu in a low voice: "You did it on purpose when you were playing."

Jiang Feiyu looked at him frankly: "You go to watch a few more costume dramas, and you will find that it is normal."

Le Wangjiang was suspicious: "Then why don't you let go?"

Jiang Feiyu: "I didn't expect you to be unable to break free."

Le Wangjiang: "..."

He raised his fist: "You say it again?"

Jiang Feiyu lowered her eyes to look at his hands, then glanced at Huang Ya and the others who were chatting with each other.

He raised his hand and wrapped it around Le Wangjiang's fist, Le Wangjiang's eyes widened immediately, and his ears started to chatter again.

It was not the discussion of the students, nor the applause and laughter in the auditorium, but the beating of his heart.

After Jiang Feiyu grasped his fist, he pressed down lightly, and with the help of his loose robe, he wrapped the hands of the two people.

Lewangjiang wanted to pull his hand out, but after moving again, he finally turned into holding Jiang Feiyu's hand.

The others also walked towards Jiang Feiyu, getting closer.

The toilet cubicles are limited, and Lewangjiang and Jiang Feiyu came too slowly, and the seats have already been taken up.

So the two could only wait outside with the rest of the people.

Huangya is on the waiting list.

He turned his head to look at the two people whose shoulders were glued together with 502, and asked doubtfully, "Two gods of learning, aren't you hot?"

heat.

Le Wang Jiang Xin said that he was so hot that his underwear was soaked: "It's okay."

The weather is a bit cold, and Fengman has no money to turn on the air conditioner when the weather is [-] or [-] degrees.

So Lewangjiang is really hot.

Especially Jiang Feiyu's temperature is so high for some reason.

But even though it's hot, I can hold hands with Jiang Feiyu more...

A ba came out after changing clothes.

Lewangjiang let go of Jiang Feiyu's hand without hesitation, and cut in line decisively: "I'll change first."

He's not in love, so he has as many opportunities to hold hands as he wants. He can glue his hands to Jiang Feiyu's by the end of the week. There's no need to die of heat today just to hold hands.

And Jiang Feiyu, who was thrown by him, quietly leaned against the wall and waited.

The number in his heart kept increasing, and when he counted to 63, he heard a frustrated voice from inside: "Hello, Jiang Sanhao."

Jiang Feiyu responded lightly.

Le Wangjiang said depressedly: "Come in and give Dad a hand, Dad won't remove this wig."

Jiang Feiyu knocked on the door leisurely, listening to Le Wangjiang unlock the door and let him in.

After stepping in, he saw Le Wangjiang pulling his hair a little messy, and his hands were still struggling with the knot on his belt.

"Clothes," Jiang Feiyu lowered her voice, "Do you want me to take them off for you?"

The author has something to say: Yes!

In addition, I actually want to mention it to everyone. This is a pure daily cookie. There is no main line and the number of w words is not sure. It depends on whether there is any inspiration. If you think of it, add it. It's over_(:з”∠)_

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