Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei looked away, her face was burning so that she panicked.

It was so strange, she didn't know that when he knew it was her that night, she didn't feel embarrassed at all.Now that she knew that he knew that it was her that night, she actually felt uncomfortable.

Especially when he looked at her with such deep and incomprehensible eyes, she felt like she was naked in front of him.

Her eyes fell on the sportswear on his wrist, and she took the lead to break the gradually awkward silence, "Do you want to do laundry?"

Li Baihan leaned against the door frame, Jun's face was full of anger, "Why, you want to help me wash?"

"Hehe," Song Weiwei snorted expressionlessly, "You're overthinking, at most I'll throw it into the washing machine for you."

Li Baihan looked at the flickering dull hair on the top of her head, which looked like her upturned tail, and he passed the clothes over, "Then I'll be fine."

"Boss Li, your face is like a city wall, right? How can you be so righteous?" Song Weiwei couldn't believe her ears, so please be polite.

Li Baihan directly stuffed the clothes into her arms, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "I told you I'm tired."

"..."

Song Weiwei really wanted to eat back what she just said, she carried two sets of sportswear downstairs, the clothes were stained with a faint smell of cedar, wrapping her in them.

Heat welled up on her cheeks, and she unexpectedly remembered that night when he pressed her into the soft mattress, her tall body...

Stop it, stop it!
Song Weiwei, if you think about it wildly, you will drive to the edge of the city.

Song Weiwei stood beside the washing machine, pouring laundry detergent into it, her expression a little dazed.

Even when he didn't know anything, she could still face him calmly.Now that he knew everything, she felt that the way he looked at her was hooked, which was extraordinarily seductive.

"What are you thinking, your face is so red?"

Song Weiwei turned her head abruptly, and when the two looked at each other, Li Baihan's gaze was deep, as if something hit her heart.

"Laundry liquid has spilled out." Li Baihan reminded with a smile on his lips.

Song Weiwei lowered her head and saw the laundry detergent dripping all over the floor. She quickly put the laundry detergent away, hurriedly found a rag, and squatted down to wipe the laundry detergent on the floor.

"What can I think?" Song Weiwei wiped to hide her panic, "Maybe the temperature in the room is too high."

Li Baihan took a step forward, squatted down in front of her, his eyes were full of deep meaning, "Really, isn't it a guilty conscience?"

"Guilty, guilty?" Song Weiwei stammered, and immediately said, "Why am I guilty, and I haven't done anything wrong."

"Oh," Li Baihan elongated his tone meaningfully, stroking the swaying hair on her head with his fingers, and the words fell into her ears mixed with clear breathing, "It's best that you didn't do anything wrong. otherwise……"

"Otherwise what?" Song Weiwei couldn't help answering as if she had been bewitched.

Li Baihan tugged at her dumb hair, and his eyes fell on her crimson neck, his eyes darkened, but his voice was far away, "Otherwise, I'll cook you up and eat them."

Song Weiwei: "Are you childish?"

"Whether I'm childish or not, don't you know the best?" Li Bai pointed out coldly.

"I don't understand." Song Weiwei buried her head like an ostrich. The look in Li Baihan's eyes just now, the current atmosphere, and the conversation seemed a little subtle.

It's... that subtle ambiguity!

He was teasing her?