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

Song Weiwei raised her head and met Li Baihan's downcast eyes. She leaned her back against the back of the chair, stayed silent for a while in that eyes, blinked again, and then slowly looked away, "Okay."

Li Baihan leaned against the desk, his eyes lightly passed over her face, his lowered eyebrows looked extremely docile, but he still remembered that day when she sneered at him on the phone.

This girl is thorny!

He stood up straight, turned around and entered the office without saying a word, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door, went to the lounge to wash his hands, and when he came out, Song Weiwei was already standing at the desk.

She was wearing ten-inch high heels, standing upright, and a well-tailored business suit hung on her body, which was one size larger than before the holiday.

He frowned and swept over, only to find that her face was indeed one size smaller.Behind the thick frame, the eye sockets were pitch black, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

"What have you been doing these days?"

Song Weiwei looked up at him. The man was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers. The sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting his sharp and angular silhouette, and his perfect lines exuded a sense of sternness.

Surprisingly, his dark circles were heavy, as if he hadn't slept for a long time, and his eye sockets were slightly sunken, making his eyes look cold and sharp.

"President Li wants to check my itinerary now?"

Li Baihan walked slowly in front of her, standing still with the toe of his shoe almost touching hers, the distance between the two of them was less than one centimeter, as long as he bent down, the two of them would be cheek to cheek.

Song Weiwei's heart stopped beating, and she subconsciously took a step back.

The man shot like lightning, wrapped his arms around her waist, and turned around gracefully like a waltz. In the next second, she was imprisoned by him between his body and the desk.

Li Baihan put his hands on the edge of the table next to her legs, this action was extremely aggressive, and almost made her have nowhere to escape.

Song Weiwei narrowed her eyes, and looked at his handsome face indifferently, "Boss Li, harassment in the office is not good, right?"

Li Baihan licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, feeling even more annoyed in his heart, "I scolded me for no reason that day, won't Secretary Song give me an explanation?"

"I'm in a bad mood, do you accept this explanation?" Song Weiwei's expression was full of provocation.

"Oh!" Li Bai smiled coldly, his teeth itching with hatred, he lowered his eyes, stared at her tight red lips, his eyes flickered, "Okay, if you are in a bad mood, you can lose your temper and scold me, then I will I'm in a bad mood, how can you comfort me?"

Song Weiwei froze for a moment, "Why should I coax you?"

"Just because we are friends with benefits..." The last words were buried between the lips of the two of them, and Li Baihan kissed her forcefully.

Song Weiwei's almond eyes widened, but before she could react, he took off the black-rimmed glasses that were pressing on the bridge of her nose roughly, and he palmed the back of her head with one hand, rubbing hard on her lips.

Song Weiwei struggled for a moment before giving up.

Her hands that were originally on her waist to maintain balance slowly hugged Li Baihan's waist, and as the kiss became more and more intense, she took the initiative to pull Li Baihan's shirt.

Li Baihan's movements paused, and he let her go suddenly.

His breathing was fast and panting, his eyes were so black that it seemed that there was a vortex, he stared at her deeply, making her scalp go numb.

Song Weiwei looked at him innocently. She didn't understand why he stopped, but she didn't dare to act rashly. She breathed slowly and quickly.

"you……"

Li Baihan looked at her with extremely viscous and deep eyes. After a while, he stood up straight and tucked back the hem of the shirt that she had pulled out from the waistband of his trousers.

He didn't avoid her when he straightened his shirt, and the atmosphere fell into a strange silence.

Li Baihan lit a cigarette and held it between his lips. The cigarette curled up, reflecting his secretive expression. He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and his voice was sexy and charming.

"Secretary Song, you seem to be more interested in my body than in me." After a long time, Li Baihan said this meaningful sentence mixed with the white smoke.

The back of Song Weiwei's neck tightened, like a cat being strangled by fate, her expression froze for a moment, and then she said: "President Li is in such a good figure, everyone wants to sleep with you, isn't it normal?"

Li Baihan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, "Do you just want to sleep with me?"

Song Weiwei licked her lower lip. She had a world-weary face that clearly had no desires and desires. She was unnatural and very seductive. She took a step forward, grabbed his tie with her fingers, and made him bow his head.

Her red lips almost touched his cool lips, "Don't men and women in the city pursue fast fashion? Could it be that President Li planned to adopt me before because he wanted to have a relationship with me?"

Li Baihan's deep eyes sparkled, he was a normal man, especially a normal man who had some interest in her.

In the past few days, even if he restrained himself from thinking about her, she would come to his mind from time to time, sometimes cold, sometimes pitiful.

At this time, when she spoke, she exhaled like blue, and her cold lips touched his from time to time, how could he bear to tease him like this?

Then he is not a man!

With a cigarette in one hand, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist with the other, carried her to the desk, and slightly lowered his body to approach her, "Song Weiwei, you provoked me first."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to seal her lips again.

"Brother Han, I..." Miao Yiren knocked on the door and came in, and at a glance she saw Li Baihan pressing a woman into her arms and kissing, she was stunned on the spot, staring at them straight.

Li Baihan felt very upset when the intimacy was interrupted, especially since the other party had no eyesight and didn't know how to avoid it, he was even more annoyed.

Hearing Miao Yiren's voice, Song Weiwei was about to push Li Baihan away, but instead grabbed his tie and kissed him.

The two kissed for more than ten minutes, but there was no sound of Miaoyiren's footsteps leaving.

Song Weiwei admired Miao Yiren's strong heart, she could stand by and watch, she simply underestimated her ability to bear it.

Gradually, she couldn't go on kissing anymore, panting and turning her head away.

Li Baihan chased after her and took a sip on her lips, then turned his head to look at Miao Yiren who was standing frozen by the door, his lips were very red, but his eyes were cold, "What's the matter?"

Miao Yiren didn't know how she survived these ten minutes, she wanted to rush up and separate them every second.

At this time, Li Baihan's eyes were extremely cold, which made her heart ache.

She blinked to force the sourness in her eyes back, and she held up the paper bag in her hand, "I asked someone to carve a better snuff bottle, and I would like you to pass it on to Grandpa Li for me. "

While speaking, she turned her head to look at the woman in Li Baihan's arms, but was completely blocked by his tall figure.

The cigarette between Li Baihan's fingers was about to burn to the end, he brushed off the ash, and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "No, Grandpa has a lot of antiques, you're the one, take it back."