The Peerless Berserker of the Beautiful President

"Mom! Are you checking your account?"

Li Xinran asked impatiently.

At the beginning, she was a little happy. In fact, she couldn't tell how she felt about Yang Xu.

But this question made her nervous all of a sudden, she knew what was going on with Yang Xu.

Li Xinran's words made Song Wanru a little surprised, she gave Li Xinran a hard look, and said reproachfully, "What's the matter, Mom is talking to Xiao Xu, why are you so anxious?"

"Just eat well when you eat, why are there so many problems?"

Before Li Xinran finished speaking, Yang Xu chuckled and said, "It's fine to bring my parents to play, I don't even know who my parents are."

"Uh... that..."

Song Wanru said a little at a loss.

"Women are like this, so don't pay attention to Aunt Song. Come to Xiaoxu, try this wine. I saved this wine when Xin Ran was born, the puree Wuliangye! I spent all my possessions at that time! Originally I plan to give it as a dowry to Xinran, and now in this society, what kind of packaging is all that matters, and people might dislike this kind of unpackaged things when they are taken out. Let's try it first."

Li Zhiqiang poured Yang Xu a glass of wine and said with a light smile.

I don't know if it's because of the rare relaxation due to the sudden drop in pressure, or because the scars have been uncovered.

Yang Xu was rarely drunk.

He didn't even know how he got back to the room.

The extreme thirst made him regain some sense, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them at all.

He licked his lips with some difficulty, and the wetness on his tongue made him feel a little better.

And at this moment, a strange softness from his arm made his heart tighten.

He tried to move his arm, only to realize that his arm had almost lost its intuition.

"Ah."

Yang Xu couldn't help swallowing his saliva for a moment, because he was sure that there was a woman lying beside him, and she was holding his arm!
Yang Xu turned his head carefully like a thief.

Sleeping next to her was actually a little demon, and what's worse, she was wearing a silk pajamas!

What's worse, she half-stretched her body on top of herself, and hugged Yang Xu's arm tightly in her arms.

Yang Xu only felt a buzzing sound in his head, a sore nose, and a stream of scorching blood gushing out from his nostrils.

He didn't care about those anymore, he pulled out his numb arm, and rushed to the bathroom in a few steps.

After cleaning the nosebleeds off his face, Yang Xu washed his face vigorously a few times, and only then did he feel a little better.

"This crazy girl!"

Yang Xu couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "It's simply lawless, I really want to see what is stuffed in her mind! If you don't teach her a lesson, you will go to heaven!"

While speaking viciously, he stretched out his hand to open the door.

When the toilet door opened, Yang Xu froze there.

Because the instigator was standing at the door, staring at himself with a smirk on his face.

"Boss, you can't solve it yourself, can you?"

What the little demon said made Yang Xu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"What do you think? What are you pretending to be in your mind? Don't you understand whether men and women kiss each other?"

Seeing her, Yang Xu felt outraged and scolded with a straight face.

"Why are you angry? It's not like you haven't slept."

The little demon looked at Yang Xu with disdain, and said disapprovingly.

Yang Xu swallowed his saliva, pondered for a long time before continuing: "Can this be the same? How old were you at that time? Besides, it's a ship, okay? There are no extra guest rooms! You don't have a room, and you still squeeze me on the bed !"

"I just don't have a room!"

The little demon said with an innocent face.

"You don't have a room? Li Xinran didn't arrange a room for you?"

Yang Xu asked a little speechless.

The little demon nodded seriously, and said with certainty: "No, she and I are rivals in love, would that vixen be kind enough to arrange a room for me?"

Yang Xu couldn't help giving Xiao Yao a white look, and his eyes fell on her bumpy body again. He felt that the blood in his head was about to run wild again, and he turned his head and said, "What a girl, be more careful in the future! What kind of thing are you wearing? For pajamas, you should buy cotton ones, which are close-fitting and comfortable.”

After finishing speaking, Yang Xu went to get his clothes, and ran to the door as if hiding from a plague god.

As soon as he walked to the yard, he saw a familiar figure.

I saw Li Xinran sitting on the yoga mat, doing a series of simple yoga preparations.

Yang Xu trembled a little with a guilty conscience.

Li Xinran acted as if he hadn't seen him at all, doing his own actions.

"Didn't you learn to fly, why did you practice Ah San again?"

Yang Xu was just looking for something to say, pretending to be calm.

"What kind of person does what kind of morning exercise? Feitian is good, but the person who taught me is a shameless, vulgar, money-grubbing, and lustful man! So I dare not practice, for fear of being contaminated with bad smell!"

Li Xinran's indifferent words made Yang Xu's face blush, he could only smile embarrassingly, and then went to do the routine five kilometers in the morning.

When Yang Xu came back, the situation changed again strangely.

Xiao Yao and Li Xinran seemed to have made an agreement, they confronted each other silently, but treated Yang Xu as a transparent person.

No matter what I say or do, no one cares.

But they ate the breakfast they made by themselves.

This made Yang Xu feel depressed.

When he arrived at the company, seeing the familiar faces of Qiangzi and the others, Yang Xu felt a little moved.

The lunatic was easy to arrange, and he became Li Zhiqiang's bodyguard directly.

And Li Xinran didn't have the habit of bringing bodyguards, so in order to avoid attracting the attention of interested people, he announced that Xiao Yao was a special assistant to the president, in charge of some foreign trade business.

This way can be regarded as adapting to local conditions, and with the IQ of a little monster, she has easily learned the languages ​​of more than a dozen countries and places, and even dabbled in ancient Greek.

No matter what, it's just temporarily begging the sticky little demon.

Yang Xu, who had finally regained his freedom, was squatting next to the company, chatting comfortably with Qiangzi and the others, smoking a cigarette, when he suddenly received a call from Wu Xue.

When the phone was connected, there was a rush of voices.

"Hey, you, are you Yang Xu?"

"who are you?"

Yang Xu asked suspiciously.

"It's me, it's me, I'm Zhang Li, it was my classmate's birthday, and we had dinner together."

Yang Xu was taken aback by the voice on the phone, so he naturally remembered Zhang Li.

So he said even more puzzled: "Remember, how did you use Wu Xue's mobile phone to call me?"

"Oh, oh, yes, yes! The big thing, the big thing is not good, Wu Xue, something happened to Wu Xue!"

Zhang Li seemed to be slow, and then she became anxious again and stammered.