The Almighty God of War of the Female President

Ye Xiang felt embarrassed for her, and quickly stopped the car on the side of the road, opened the door and walked out, and ran towards the gate of the community.

He ran to the downstairs of the building as fast as he could and looked up.

Suddenly, Song Xiaowen slid her butt towards the outside of the window sill.

"Hey, she's really going to jump off the building."

An exclamation erupted from the crowd of onlookers.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked up at her in astonishment.

"Hello, Song Xiaowen, I'm Ye Xiang."

Ye Xiang raised his head and shouted upstairs:

"What are you doing? Get in the house!"

Song Xiaowen glanced down, waved her hand and said:

"Get out! I don't know you."

ah?She doesn't know me?
Ye Xiang was a little embarrassed and stayed there.

At this time, someone in the crowd said:
"This young man is not afraid of being shy. Seeing that she is beautiful, he ran in and called her."

"It's really shameless to go under her and look up at her body."

Seeing that Song Xiaowen didn't recognize him, Ye Xiang took out his cell phone, found her cell phone number and dialed.The mobile phone is connected, but she does not have a mobile phone, so there is no response.

"Song Xiaowen, I called you, why didn't you answer?"

Ye Xiang was embarrassed to look up.

Song Xiaowen still ignored him, just dancing and talking nonsense.

Ye Xiang said to himself:

"I called you once, but you didn't answer. I thought you ignored me, so I didn't call again."

Ye Xiang wanted to go to the back of the building and go upstairs to persuade her to come down.

At this time, a policeman appeared on the balcony on Song Xiaowen's right.

When Song Xiaowen saw the police, she became even more agitated, dancing and talking, her buttocks refused to move in, but slid out.

This made the people downstairs even more nervous.

Song Xiaowen grabbed the window next to her and shrank her butt in.She bent her upper body down and reached out to pull a child about three years old from the ground.

After closing the window sill, she held the baby in her lap.Although her right hand is still holding the window on the left, the bodies of both mother and child are suspended in the air.

Everyone downstairs screamed:
"Ah—it's too dangerous, go in—"

Even the policeman on the balcony next door shouted nervously:

"Don't do stupid things, this is your child."

Ye Xiang was too nervous to breathe.

Song Xiaowen looked down, then raised her head and shouted to the policeman on the right balcony:
"You all go, if you don't go, I will push him down."

"This woman is crazy. She even pushed her own child downstairs."

Someone downstairs was discussing in horror.

The policeman on the balcony on the right quickly shook his hand and said:

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go, you must not do this."

As he spoke, he retreated into the living room.

After the police retreated, Song Xiaowen still refused to get off the window sill.She hugged the child with one arm, grabbed the window leaf with the other, and kept looking down.

The hearts of those who looked up from downstairs were almost shattered.

Song Xiaowen became manic again, and shouted to the balcony on the right:
"The police car has not driven away, if not, I will really push him down."

As she spoke, she pushed the child in her arms forward, pretending to push him down.

At this time, a 25-year-old policewoman walked to the balcony next door and leaned to the left step by step.

She said gently:
"Song Xiaowen, you can't do this. I usually treat you well, right? You just look at my face, come in quickly, don't do this, ah."

Song Xiaowen didn't sell her account, spitting like a lunatic:
"I don't want it, you don't care—"

The little boy in Song Xiaowen's arms was also aware of his danger, and burst into tears in fright.He kicked his legs and feet while crying, then turned his head and reached out to hit his mother.

This is even more dangerous, and the child is in danger of falling at any time.

At this critical moment, the police flower took advantage of Song Xiaowen's hesitation and decisively climbed up to the fence of the balcony, intending to step on the small window sill on the left, then hugged the downpipe, and threw herself to grab Song Xiaowen.

Song Xiaowen lost her mind. Seeing that Jinghua was about to crawl over, she really pushed the son in her arms down.

In an instant, the white and tender and beautiful little boy fell from the air with open arms like a big bird.

"what--"

There were screams of fear from the crowd downstairs.

Ye Xiang's scalp was also numb with fright, and his mind was buzzing.But he didn't hesitate, and immediately stretched out his hands, rushed up to hug the little boy who fell quickly.

Ye Xiang felt his eyes go dark, and the little boy's body hit his hand heavily.

After he caught the child, a huge impact force knocked his body forward greatly.If he fell to the ground with the child's body, both of them would be killed and injured.

Ye Xiang held the child in his hands, and took four or five steps forward.But at the moment when he was about to fall down, he suddenly mobilized his inner strength to stop and retract his body, and let his body lean back.

He bounced his legs like springs, and then slowly sat down on the ground, holding the child firmly in his arms.Because of the spring-like inertial support force of his legs, the child was not impacted at all and was unharmed.

The nearest crowd of onlookers breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately shouted and gathered around to watch.

The little boy blinked his two cute big eyes, and lay in Ye Xiang's arms as if he was fine.He looked at everyone curiously, with a look of surprise and ignorance.

Ye Xiang sat calmly on the concrete floor, looking at the cute little boy in a trance.

"How is it? Did you hurt your butt? Go to the hospital quickly."

Someone kindly said to Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang said calmly, "I'm fine."

"It's amazing, who is this young man?"

Someone exclaimed:
"Thanks to him, otherwise, the little boy would have died."

The police flower upstairs also performed well.

The moment Song Xiaowen pushed the child down, she froze for a moment, then immediately hugged the white downpipe and stepped on the balcony over there.

Just when Song Xiaowen was about to jump off, he reached out and grabbed her right arm. When she jumped into the balcony over there, he turned around beautifully and hugged Song Xiaowen off the balcony.

She took Song Xiaowen's hand and hurried downstairs to look.I saw a young man downstairs was stretching out his hands, rushing over to hold the child.The young man took four or five steps forward, and the moment he was about to fall to the ground, there was an incredible reversal in which he stopped, retracted, and then leaned back.

After a while, Ye Xiang hugged the little boy, turned around from the hillside of the house, coaxed him while walking, and even kissed his chubby cheek.

He walked into the suite with two policemen, put the little boy on the sofa in the living room, and looked at this luxurious suite with more than 100 square meters.Her home is luxuriously decorated, equipped with high-grade equipment, and rich and well-to-do.