Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

The second the get out of class bell rang, Jiang Xian felt better than an orgasm.

He was the first to slip out of the classroom through the back door, and ran downstairs without looking back.

Just after running around the corner, he bumped into the girl who was going upstairs with a "boom", knocking the books in her arms to the ground.

Jiang Xian had no choice but to squat down to help pick up the books.

The other students after class gradually left the classroom, and there were more people in the corridor, and the hustle and bustle made him even more anxious.

I don't know who said it first: "Is that person Jiang Xian?"

Discussions suddenly increased.

"Why is he here?"

"I heard that Fu Boyuan came here as a substitute teacher today. They are not really in love, are they?"

"This is obviously here to accompany the object."

Jiang Xian was taken aback, clutched the edge of the mask with a guilty conscience, and rushed downstairs at a speed of sprinting [-] meters.

Knowing that he was in trouble again, he simply took a taxi to the company.

On the way, I took a look at Weibo, #江贤南影# This topic has exploded, and Fu Boyuan has also been promoted to the hot search.

The comments below are getting more and more outrageous.

[The love/interest of movie kings is really special. 】

[Last time we played in the dressing room, this time we played with teachers and students, and next time we dreamed of a formal attire/teaching. 】

[Finally found a family member with the same number as me hehe!I have always thought that Fu Boyuan is restrained in a suit, and his expressionless face is too dom, I want to be dragged by his neck/circle for a walk, shasha]

[When I came in, I tripped over the pants of the teacher upstairs. If I went too far, I mean...]

When Jiang Xian walked into the conference room, he felt that he had finished reading a fanfiction/article in the comments.

It's outrageous.

There were two thick documents spread out on the desk, and the boss sat in the chair with his legs crossed. Seeing Jiang Xian coming, he gave him a thumbs up: "Big star, I really have you."

Jiang Xian waved his hand: "Thank you."

Shen Qiu had been tortured for several days and didn't sleep well, he explained weakly: "This is a contract after negotiating with Fu Boyuan's studio, you can see if there is anything you want to change."

Jiang Xian has always left things like contracts to the company, and he can't understand it himself.

Only noticed a few lines in bold——

【Love contract】

1. The two parties cannot create real feelings through fake plays, and the party who violates the contract shall bear full responsibility; 2. Both parties are obliged to have physical contact when necessary, and they must not conflict or resist cooperation if they need to live together or other special circumstances; work and private life.

After Jiang Xian confirmed that there was no problem, he signed his name very coolly, and showed another document to read.

This one is twice as thick as the contract just now, with a total of more than 100 sides.

He propped his chin with his hands, not energetic: "What is this? "On How to Fall in Love with Fu Boyuan"?"

Shen Qiu said helplessly: "You guys have been in an underground relationship for a long time, and you treat each other as opposites in order to hide the relationship. This is Fu Boyuan's personal information, you should read it carefully when you go back, and they should have marked it down if you need to remember it. .”

"After the official announcement, the media interviews will definitely ask you relevant questions. Don't reveal your secrets at that time. It is written in the contract that if you lose the chain, you will be responsible at your own risk, and the other party also has the right to unilaterally terminate the cooperation."

"We have also sorted out your information and sent it to Fu Boyuan."

Fu Boyuan's schedule has always been tight, and he has to catch a plane to Ningcheng in the afternoon to make up some movie shots.

A total of six hours of flight time, after arriving at the destination, directly shoot the big night scene.

Because of the careful arrangement of the film crew, the whole crew will wrap up in two days, and he will also attend the celebration banquet, and then return to Nancheng to shoot magazines.

Ningcheng has a relatively high altitude, so even in summer, the temperature should be very low when you arrive.

The assistant Zhou An felt sorry for the boss who hadn't slept well for a few days, so he hesitated for a while and said, "Why don't I help you pack your luggage this time."

Fu Boyuan was reclining in the back row with his eyes closed. His hair on his forehead was a bit long and hadn't been trimmed in time, and his eyes were fainted with a faint bruise.

Recently, he could only sit in the car for a while to put on makeup, but he still shook his head and refused, because he didn't like others intruding into his territory: "Just pick me up at the appointed time."

The car parked outside the villa, Fu Boyuan opened his sore eyes, and after seeing the figure at the door, his heart almost stopped beating.

Again.

He had collaborated with Tang Le in a movie before, and he has been entangled since then.

I don't know if the other party really likes him and is pursuing him, or he is trying to suck blood from the heat.

In short, no matter how Fu Boyuan refused, Tang Le was still haunted.

Fu Boyuan walked to the door expressionlessly to input his fingerprints, as if he didn't see the person sitting on the ground.

In the next second, someone hugged her waist tightly, and there was warmth on her back.

He pinched Tang Le's wrist mercilessly, pulled him towards him and asked, with a little displeasure and disgust in his indifferent expression: "What are you doing?"

Tang Le was dragged staggeringly, and after standing still, she asked with a bit of tears: "Brother Fu, are you really in love with that Jiang Xian?"

Fu Boyuan said "hmm" without emotion: "You still come after you know?"

Tang Le held her red wrist that had been pinched, and said unwillingly: "I'm worse than him, why can't I if he can?"

Fu Boyuan slightly bent down and lowered his head, his eyes lingered on his face, as if he was looking at him carefully.

But Tang Le was overjoyed by the sudden closeness, and lowered her head a little shyly.What he likes most is Fu Boyuan's eyes, deep and clean, always looking at him with unusual affection.

Fu Boyuan didn't wait for a few seconds, and said without mercy: "It's very simple, you are not as beautiful as him."

Before Tang Le could react, Fu Boyuan quickly walked sideways into the house, taking advantage of the opportunity to close the door.

Unexpectedly, Tang Le stretched out his hand to block it, and with a "boom", his hand was caught in the door.

Fu Boyuan regained consciousness instantly, quickly opened the door to let him in, pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry."

Tang Le's right hand was already swollen, and he burst into tears and said: "Brother, I'm sorry, it's my fault." Sniffing his nose, he looked at Fu Boyuan pitifully, "It hurts, will it break a bone? Take me to the hospital?"

Fu Boyuan couldn't help it, he accidentally made someone's hand like this, he couldn't feel at ease as a "hands-off shopkeeper".

He called back Zhou An who had just left, and took Tang Le to the nearest hospital.

Zhou An was also taken aback when he came back, but he didn't want to ask any more questions, he just worried: "The flight will be late at that time, tonight's big night show, the crew is waiting for us." He looked at his phone and added, "There will be a It’s a red-eye flight, do you want to change it?”

Fu Boyuan: "Change it."

Tang Le took a deep breath, and just about to speak, Fu Boyuan seemed to have run out of patience, and said in a low and sullen voice, "Shut up."

The people in the car stopped breathing for a moment. Zhou An followed Fu Boyuan for six or seven years, and never saw him get angry.

It is really rare that someone can provoke the good-tempered actor Fu to such a degree.

Fortunately, Tang Le's hand was not broken, but the delay of several hours directly caused Fu Boyuan to be late, and the whole crew wasted human and financial resources waiting on the mountain.

Fu Boyuan's original rest time was interrupted. In order not to affect the next day's schedule, he read Jiang Xian's materials and memorized scripts on the plane, and he stayed up all night.

The official announcement date was set three days later, and the lady in the announcement department had even set the copywriting regularly and stored it in the Weibo draft box.

Jiang Xian's academic performance was not good since he was a child, and he improved a little in high school, and finally managed to get a book.

Endorsements are like torture for him.

He didn't eat when he got home in the evening, so he casually looked through Fu Boyuan's personal information first.

On the first line of the first page are printed large words——

"Familiar with the full text, the underlined part is required to be recited."

Jiang Xian: ... Chunchun is sick.

I really think of myself as Teacher Fu.

There are a few lines of underlined sentences on the next page, and he closes the material to read it carefully.

"Do not drink any drinks except lemonade. Note that the ratio of lemon to water must be 1:2, and lemons must also be green and seedless."

Jiang Xian slandered, he had to recite such shit, where did the prince of the entertainment industry come from? !

"Afraid of water, afraid of the dark, and can't swim."

"I only wear boxer underwear, please ask Mr. Fu himself for the exact size."

His hands trembling slightly as he turned the pages, he could write such a private question, afraid that the next page would be full of pictures and texts, showing the various structures of Fu Boyuan's body.

Fortunately, most of the content is normal, and it is not as difficult to memorize as the text when reading, and I can get a general impression after reading it a few times.

Jiang Xian felt that his study progress was very impressive, so he went to wash up while humming a song, and by the way, he did some deep skin care for himself.

In the past few days, his mobile phone has not been quiet, it has been ringing non-stop.

Before he could take off the mask, he was irritated by the ringing of the bell again.

A dazzling question appeared on the screen: 【When did you get together with Fu Boyuan? 】

Jiang Xian didn't reply to the strange number immediately, he took off the mask and threw it into the trash can.

Made a glass of lemonade according to Young Master Fu's recipe, and when I squeezed the lemon, I happened to think of Shen Qiu's words——

The actors Fu Boyuan worked with before wanted to fire CP.

Then, after such a toss, I would kill halfway and block the way of others. No wonder they came to the door.

The other party did not get a reply, and several new messages came out aggressively.

【Unable to speak?I knew it was fake! 】

[Give you another chance, what's Fu Boyuan's favorite food? 】

Jiang Xian quickly flashed the information in his mind, thinking that this is not an open-book exam?

He even suspected that this was Fu Boyuan himself, and the purpose was to spot check his review.

So I replied: [The favorite dish is sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and the fruit is watermelon. 】

【...Then which school is Fu Boyuan Middle School in? 】

[Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. 】

[I don't believe it anymore, what are Fu Boyuan's measurements? 】

【1027597】

Jiang Xian took a sip of lemonade refreshingly, and felt that he could get a perfect score in this mock exam.

But then it seems to be a subjective question.

【What type of omega does Fu Boyuan like? 】

Jiang Xian let out a "hiss", brushed his hair for a while, and typed hesitantly: 【I am like this. 】

The other party should be angry: 【Are you sick? ! 】

He was sure that the other party was not Fu Boyuan, but that little actor who was overconfident.

A more accurate name should be - rival in love.

【I have collaborated with Fu Boyuan in so many plays, but I have never seen you visit the set. Where did you come from? Do you deserve it? 】

Jiang Xian hated others to provoke him the most, and he never restrained his temper. He replied directly: [Why, every time I visit the class, I go directly to his room, and you deserve to see me? 】

[Don't pretend it's real, do you know what Fu Boyuan's pheromone smells like!have you smelled it 】

Jiang Xian shrugged and typed: [Thank you, I smelled it last night, and now I still smell of rum. 】

[Shameless, 26-year-old omega glands are already old! 】

【Fu Boyuan is young, as long as he can bite. 】

After a few minutes, there was no new news. He felt that it was boring. There were too few questions in this mock exam.

He urged: [Next question. 】

There is still no reply, it seems that the other party is really angry.

But since acting has to be performed to the end, it's good to let Fu Boyuan owe himself a favor.

He took the initiative to send a message: [Is baby there?If I were you, I wouldn't ask questions like measurements, but would ask about the dimensions of more intimate parts, such as what size Fu Boyuan wears underpants.After all, this is the only way to find out who is his omega, don’t you think so~]

Sorry, but so happy.

Although he was also pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to know what type of underwear Fu Boyuan was wearing.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Xian: A single bet is perfect.

Thank you Luoqing baby for the nutrient solution! !Bojiε?(?<)?з