Female president pregnant with poor Alpha's child

Xia Tingwang lay on the bed, patted the bed to Sang Ying who was standing behind the door, "Come here."

Her voice didn't fluctuate, she was lying on her side on the bed, the suspenders were loosely draped over her shoulders, and the V-neck let her chest shine out.

The white dough, the deep grooves, everything made Sang Ying's throat tighten.

"Come here." Xia Tingwang urged, "Why are you in a daze."

Xia Tingwang's room is the master bedroom, with a large balcony and a double bed bigger than her room. Xia Tingwang is lying in the middle of the bed, and Sang Ying is not close to her no matter where she is. Some strangeness in my heart.

Sang Ying sat by the bed, feeling a bit cramped, not knowing what to do.

Xia Tingwang threw off the quilt, "Come in."

Sang Ying didn't dare to move, because Xia Tingwang's movements made her chest more obvious.

"If you don't get closer to me, how will the baby feel your pheromone?" Xia Tingwang looked at her.

"Oh." Sang Ying hurriedly got into bed, and leaned side by side with Xia Tingwang, the scent of shower gel on Xia Tingwang's body permeated her thoughts.

Suddenly there was something more in his hand, and he looked down and saw that it was a book.

Xia Tingwang lay down and pulled the quilt up to his shoulders, blocking the scenery that made Sang Ying wander.

"Tell me and the baby a story to sleep." Xia Tingwang looked at her.

It's a novel, Sang Ying opened it, tried not to look at Xia Tingwang's big eyes, cleared her throat and began to read, "Early in the morning, Irwina sat on the bench in the park as usual, didn't she wake up? It was early, she was sleeping, and the sweepers in the park were used to meeting her here."

Sang Ying's gentle and gentle voice was next to her ears, no longer across the screen every night, the faint pheromone of mint made Xia Tingwang very comfortable, she bit her lip to keep herself from laughing.

Her eyes were fixed on Sang Ying's hand holding the book. It was thin, long, with well-defined joints, not white, and had a healthy complexion. Following the movement of turning the pages of the book, the veins and bones on the back of her hand squirmed regularly.

Xia Tingwang swallowed her saliva, and gently twisted her body so that she could touch Sang Ying. She felt that Sang Ying's whole body froze.

"Don't stop..." Xia Tingwang closed his eyes, "Continue."

Sang Ying lowered her head, Xia Tingwang leaned against her very reassuringly, her forehead touched her waist, her face was calm, her heart softened.

I think it's pretty good just like that, that is;

She withdrew her thoughts and opened a page of the book, "Bread is the best food in her eyes. Every Tuesday, you can try your luck in the trash can in front of the bakery on the corner of the street, but these shop assistants usually stuff the bags by themselves, and she occasionally gets some. Wrapping paper with crumbs."

Irwina looks like a homeless tramp with some mental problems. After reading five chapters carefully, I found that she has serious psychological trauma. It seems that her son died because of her carelessness when she was four years old. .

Sang Ying stopped after reading this, it seems that this is not a suitable story to tell at the moment, she lowered her eyes, and the hands of the person next to her were placed outside the quilt at some point, making her chest almost visible to Sang Ying exhaustive.

Sang Ying put down the book, and gently raised Xia Tingwang's hand, but the other party didn't respond, and slowly put her hand into the quilt, using the quilt to block the scene that Sang Ying didn't dare to take a second look at.

Xia Tingwang who was asleep was very quiet, and her sleeping position was also very cute. Sang Ying looked at it for a while, and felt that there was some disobedient reaction in her, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, turned off the light and gently closed the door.

He stretched out his hand and tugged on his pants, and let out a heavy breath.

Xia Tingwang slept very comfortably, her body and mind felt good, and a good sleep made her feel good. She stretched herself, and there was no mulberry shadow on the bed, so she probably woke up early.

She walked out of the bedroom, a small apartment is no better than a big villa, you can smell the smell of the kitchen as soon as you leave the bedroom, she walks over, there are two people in the open kitchen, one is a chef, and the other is Sang Ying wearing an apron.

"Morning lady." The maid mopping the floor greeted her, and the sound of greeting made Sang Ying turn her head, put down the things in her hands, and turned on the tap to wash her hands.

"Breakfast is ready..." Sang Ying said, "Do you want to eat now?"

Xia Tingwang was curious, "What did you do?"

"Porridge, boiled eggs and buns, fried dumplings."

"You did it all?"

"The buns were made by Chef Zhou."

Xia Tingwang walked over to take a look, the dumplings in the pot were golden and burnt, very beautiful, what a pity.

She shook her head, "I don't eat too much greasy food in the morning."

Turning around and leaving to go to the bathroom to wash up, Chef Zhou put the steamed buns on a plate and comforted Sang Ying, "Miss is not picky about food, she is just picky about her appetite."

Sang Ying shook her head, "I was careless."

She should be more careful, she doesn't know anything about Xia Tingwang's liking for her, so she should be more careful.

"Sang Ying!" Xia Tingwang suddenly yelled in the bathroom.

Sang Ying was startled, and trotted into the bathroom, "What's wrong?"

Xia Tingwang stood in front of the pool and looked at her in the mirror, "Will you tie your hair?"

"Something simple."

The so-called simple one is actually a low ponytail, no matter how much Sang Ying is, she always combs herself a low ponytail in order to save time.

Xia Tingwang turned his head left and right to look at the plain low ponytail in the mirror, and was not very satisfied, "Low ponytails are also very particular. We are in the fashion industry, and we need to have a keen sense of smell and vision, especially our own clothes. random."

As she said that, she glanced at Sang Ying, she was wearing a gray sweater pull-on, very simple casual clothes, not of any brand, it could be seen that the quality of the clothes was cheap, but Sang Ying wore them like a model.

Xia Tingwang wanted to say a few words but couldn't continue.

Anyway, she is the alpha mother of her own child, but the external conditions are actually pretty good.

Sang Ying also looked at herself, "Okay, I will pay attention, so as not to embarrass VW."

Xia Tingwang was noncommittal, "Is there a makeup session?"

"No." Sang Ying shook her head.

Just as Xia Tingwang was about to say something, Sang Ying said first, "I will study hard and become a qualified anchor."

After three sentences without leaving work, Xia Ting got angry and went out with this dissatisfied low ponytail.

Xia Tingwang didn't show a good face throughout the breakfast, and even got into the car and went to the company directly after the meal.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, this is Xia Tingwang's first visit to the company after the year. There are many things to do, and the whole day's work schedule is full.

When she raised her head from a pile of plans, it was already lunch time. She raised her head and thumped the back of her neck, her stomach growling at the right time.

She walked towards the cafeteria with her mobile phone, opened it casually, there were two missed calls from Sang Ying, and she liked to mute her private mobile phone at work, so she missed Sang Ying's calls.

Just as she was about to go back, Sang Ying called again.

This was the first time she received a call from Sang Ying. Xia Tingwang raised his voice and restrained his smile, "What's the matter?"

"Did I bother you?" Sang Ying was obviously taken aback by her serious tone.

"No, what's the matter."

"I'm a bit busy outside at noon and can't cook for you. Remember to eat when it's time for dinner. I'll go there earlier in the evening. What do you want to eat?"

Xia Tingwang, who had originally planned to eat alone, was a little surprised. Sang Ying was more caring than she expected, so she stopped carrying it and lowered her voice, "What will you do?"

"There's nothing wrong with home cooking..." Sang Ying said, "You can learn even if you don't know it."

Xia Tingwang looked at the smiling face reflected on the glass door of her office, she was stunned, opened the door and walked out, "Just do what you are good at, I will try your handicraft."

"Yeah." Sang Ying hung up the phone, turned around and saw Sang Cheng standing behind her and giggling.

"Who should I call?" Sang Cheng asked.

"Oh, my boss..." Sang Ying put away her phone, "Let's go to queue."

It is the first time for Sang Ying to experience how difficult it is to see a doctor in a big city. She just waited in line all morning to find a doctor, and went to take a film without saying a word. Right now, there are three teams of people at the door of the CT room. In line.

There was no place to sit, so Sang Ying asked the hospital to borrow a wheelchair for Sang Cheng to sit and wait.

Sang Cheng felt that it would be a waste to sit with such an expensive prosthetic limb, and he didn't want to, so he insisted on walking around, so Sang Ying had no choice but to accompany him.

Sang Cheng walked slowly while leaning on the wall, suddenly turned his head and said with a smile, "You want to cook for your boss?"

He obviously heard Sang Ying's phone call.

She scratched her head, "Yeah."

"why?"

Sang Ying never lied to Sang Cheng, in order not to make Sang Cheng suspicious, she kept a calm face, "She said that she has never eaten northern cuisine and wants to try it."

"Oh..." Sang Cheng pondered, "Then you have to do well, your boss seems to think highly of you."

"Yes." Sang Ying chuckled, Sang Cheng always believed in her words, but it made her feel uncomfortable.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon after the inspection. Sang Cheng got in the car and waved his hands again and again, "I don't think these inspections are necessary. They cost money and time. Why can't the inspections done years ago not be used."

"That won't work..." Sang Ying drove the car, "We have to re-examine if we change to another hospital, and this is a big hospital, ten million times better than our county hospital."

"Hey, the money must be many times more expensive."

"It's not expensive, the treatment hasn't started yet..." Sang Ying said, "I have to wait until tomorrow to see the doctor, Dad, who told me years ago that he would listen to the doctor? Money is more important than your body?"

Sang Cheng couldn't say no to her, and whispered, "I know, I know."

Sang Ying was inexplicably saddened by her father's appearance. She changed her tone and said, "Dad, if today I was sick and needed money, what would you do?"

"Bah, bah, bah..." Sang Cheng was agitated, "What are you talking about, kid, you want to be healthy and healthy, hurry up and bah."

Sang Ying smiled, "It's quite feudal."

"Fuck off!"

"Bah, bah, bah..." Sang Ying poohed three times out of the window, "Just if, don't be nervous."

Sang Cheng glared at her, "If it doesn't work, the good ones won't work, the bad ones will."

"Okay, okay, I don't assume that, but you should understand what I mean."

Sang Cheng leaned back in the seat, of course he understood, if the position was changed, of course he would do his best to spend a lot of money and he wouldn't feel bad.

He turned his head and looked out of the window, his eyes were a little red, how could he, Sangcheng He De, have such a good daughter.

Sending Sang Cheng home, Sang Ying wanted to go upstairs to make dinner for Sang Cheng, but he stopped him, "Don't make your boss wait too long, hurry up."

"I'll cook two dishes for you soon."

"Do you think you will starve to death without me?"

Sang Cheng was annoyed to death by her, closed the car door forcefully, waved his hand to the window, "Come on, let's go, drive carefully."

Sang Ying had no choice but to watch him go upstairs, then turned around to go to Yinguan apartment.

At the apartment, Xia Tingwang was still off work, and the two servants were startled by the sound of her opening the door, and quickly stood up, "Miss Sang."

"You don't have to be so polite..." Sang Ying squeezed two pumps of disinfectant and rubbed it in her hands, "Just call me Sang Ying."

The two servants stood together with their heads bowed, trembling, what a joke, Sang Ying was the alpha mother of Xia Ting's child in her womb, so she might be another master in the future.

Sang Ying opened the refrigerator, and there are all kinds of ingredients in it. Too many choices can easily make people dazzled. She asked the two servants, "Does Mr. Xia have any taboos?"

The two shook their heads, "We don't know, we are just cleaning, you have to ask the chef or maybe the housekeeper."

Butler Xu hasn't seen anyone since seeing him last night. Sang Ying glanced at the kitchen, but didn't see Chef Zhou either, "Where's Chef Zhou?"

"Chef Zhou went back to the villa in the afternoon, and he said that the lady didn't let him come." The servant replied.

Sang Ying was stunned, and she decided to let her play freely. Fortunately, Chef Zhou told her in the morning that Xia Tingwang was not picky about food, but picky about his appetite. What does this sentence mean?

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