The Almighty God of War of the Female President

His son is not at home?
As a result, there were only the two of them in this luxurious and warm suite.There are no middlemen and obstacles, just a familiar set of furniture.

Ye Xiang felt that the atmosphere in the room became ambiguous, he turned around and asked Song Xiaowen:

"Where's Xiao Bao?"

Song Xiaowen stared at him sweetly as if her eyes were coated with honey and said:

"He's at his grandma's house. Grandma missed him and asked my sister to pick him up and stay there for a few days before sending him back."

In fact, she sent Xiaobao to her mother's house, saying that she was busy with work and asked her mother to take care of her for a few days.She sent her son away for a few days, trying to hurry up and make Ye Xiang hers.

She wants to repay Ye Xiang's kindness, and also wants to grab his heart. Ye Xiang is very useful to her and Xiao Bao.

Guan Xiaobao will be in charge of the Guan family business when he grows up, and he cannot do without Ye Xiang's support.More importantly, she also likes Ye Xiang.For some reason, she missed him more and more, sometimes so much that she couldn't sleep at night.

After the divorce, she didn't have no suitors, but too many.There are also many kind-hearted people who acted as matchmakers for her.But the failure of her first marriage made her extra cautious about men and marriage.

What kind of man are you looking for?
She herself was a little confused.She is beautiful, good-looking, and a rich female boss.She has high requirements, and none of the men around her who pursue her can fall into her eyes.

In this way, her remarriage will be delayed.And she is not a casual woman, she is a rigorous woman in life, and she is a meticulous and demanding female boss at work, so she has no man other than her husband.Several bosses, greedy for her beauty and wealth, pursued her madly, but she politely refused and avoided them.

She has been single since her divorce, keeping her vacant house alone.In fact, she is also a healthy woman, she is only 30 years old this year, thirty like a wolf.

Ever since meeting Ye Xiang, her heart that had been dusty for a long time sprouted again.

Ye Xiang bravely rescued her son. He has superb medical skills, and with just a few needles, he freed her from the pain of mental illness.He didn't want anything in return for saving people, he didn't want money when he saw a doctor, and he didn't want her body. His noble character moved her very much.

After thinking about it, Song Xiaowen felt that the man she was looking for was an excellent man like Ye Xiang.It's just a pity that in terms of age, she is six or seven years older than Ye Xiang. She is also a divorced woman and has been ill.

Apart from these three points, she thought to herself that she was worthy of Ye Xiang from any angle.She is rich and beautiful, smart and capable, which can make up for her three shortcomings.

After an ideological struggle, Song Xiaowen decided to take the initiative and use the unique weapon of a beautiful young woman to hook this little fresh meat into her hands.

If Ye Xiang can figure it out and accept her, she will formally marry him and become a loving young husband and old wife, and together they will make their career bigger and stronger.

She did what she said, first sent her son to her mother's house, and then prepared herself physically and mentally.

Last night, like she was going to be a bride, she took a serious shower and put on a newly bought underwear.This afternoon, she got off work early and went to the street to buy some fresh fruit.

Ye Xiang didn't know all of this.As soon as he walked in, he felt that something was wrong.

Ye Xiang said with some anxiety:

"Then today, it's just the two of us here."

Song Xiaowen smiled ambiguously and said:
"This way, isn't it quieter?"

Ye Xiang said with some embarrassment:

"There is a child here, and it is also lively."

Song Xiaowen changed the topic and said:
"It's still early, let's sit down for a while. You can eat an orange, I just bought it."

Ye Xiang didn't sit down, he stood up and reached into the fruit plate on the coffee table, picked up an orange, peeled it and started eating.

The air conditioner in the room has already been turned on, the air is cool and pleasant, and the atmosphere is warm and ambiguous.

Ye Xiang was eating oranges, his eyelids were drooping all the time, he didn't dare to lift them to look at Song Xiaowen.

Song Xiaowen let her long hair spread out and draped it over her shoulders.She was wearing a silk shirt as thin as cicada feathers on her upper body, and the collar of the translucent shirt was opened a little low.Her lower body was wearing a short leather skirt with arms, and two beautiful legs protruded from the skirt, shining with elastic luster.

Ye Xiang felt that something was really wrong tonight, and wanted to leave here early.

"Which side are you cooking tonight?"

Ye Xiang asked her a little uneasy.

Song Xiaowen said softly: "Today I did the front, I specially wore a thin one."

She checked the time on her phone and said:
"It's not yet seven o'clock, please sit down for a while."

She thought not to go to bed too early, if someone came, it would be dangerous.

"I'll make a cup of tea, I have good tea here."

Before Ye Xiang could speak, she stood up and went to the kitchen to make tea.

She dawdled intentionally, and after soaking for a long time, she brought it over and said:
"Ye Xiang, drink some tea, let's chat for a while."

She made a cup herself, picked it up and took a sip of tea.

Ye Xiang felt that something was wrong with Song Xiaowen, so he said quickly:
"Let's do it, do it well, I want to go back early."

"Okay, let's do it." Seeing that it was past eight o'clock, Song Xiaowen stood up and walked into the bedroom.

Ye Xiang hesitated, but still followed with his schoolbag.Walking into her bedroom, he smelled a quiet fragrance.He also felt that the bedroom had been tidied up, and the mats on the bed were also shiny with fresh polish.

The curtains were drawn tightly, the air conditioner was turned on, and the dim light on the bedside table was turned on.This appearance, this atmosphere, is deliberately creating ambiguity.

Song Xiaowen lay down on her back on the side of the big bed with her head facing east and west.Her slender figure is straight, just across the big bed from east to west.

Omg what a body this is.Ye Xiang really wanted to quit, how could he dare to look directly at it?
Ye Xiang tried his best to control himself with his thoughts, then turned to Song Xiaowen's head, and sat down with a chair.But as soon as he sat down, Song Xiaowen's body could be seen again.

Song Xiaowen tested his control and will from multiple angles.

Ye Xiang took out the needle case from his bag, and then took out four silver needles from the needle case.He still pierced her temple first, and then her front.Pricking her temples was normal, and even when his hands touched her head and face, she didn't feel anything special.

It was different in the front, Ye Xiang carefully hung his hands on it, and stabbed the silver needle in the air.He was sitting in front of her head, leaning forward so his chest was on top of her head.

Song Xiaowen was lying on her back under him, she looked at his chest without blinking, and said softly:
"Ye Xiang, I don't think your muscles are well developed, how do you have such great strength?"

Ye Xiang said:
"What I practice is a kind of internal strength condensed from essence, and when it is mobilized, it will form a huge explosive force."

Song Xiaowen said with a charming smile: "Women just like men who are powerful and explosive at critical moments."