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

Li Baihan was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, holding a bowl of hangover soup just out of the pot, and there was a faint sour smell in the living room.

It's the taste of hangover soup.

Li Baihan leaned over to look at her, met her dazed eyes, smiled a little, then saw her trembling, pulled up the pillow and threw it at him, "The ghost is still there!"

Li Baihan: "..."

He raised his hand to catch the pillow, and held the bowl firmly in the other hand. The soup didn't spill out at all. He moved his upper body and said, "Did you faint from sleep? Get up and drink the hangover soup."

Song Weiwei blinked her eyes, her eyes followed the man's slender figure, she didn't have hallucinations or auditory hallucinations, so she is now...

Li Baihan's family!
She sat up suddenly, a meridian on her temple hurt, she groaned and fell back, her body bounced on the elastic sofa several times, shaking her so much that she almost vomited on the spot.

"dizzy!"

"Let you be brave." Li Baihan put down the bowl, turned around and helped her sit up slowly, her face was very pale, her lips were dry and cracked after being burned by strong alcohol all night, she looked a bit miserable.

He took the pillow she threw at him just now and put it behind her, making her sit more comfortably, and then sat next to her with hangover soup.

The bone china white bowl became much more attractive under his slender fingertips. He held the spoon in one hand and gently stirred the soup in the bowl, trying to make it dissipate heat faster.

Song Weiwei looked at it for a while, and the few scallions floating on the soup made her dizzy. She looked away and stared at the minimalist black, white and gray decoration.

Looking for something to say, "Your house is too empty."

Li Baihan paused with his stirring hands, looked up and looked around, the apartment of several hundred square meters was originally Zen minimalist style, "It's really too empty."

Song Weiwei's fingers hanging by her side were tightly clenched into fists. She tilted her head to look at the man's side face. From this angle, his eyebrows and eyes were pointed, the bridge of his nose was narrow and high, his lips were thin and crimson, and his round lips were particularly round. attractive.

She stared at that little lip bead with fascination.

Li Baihan felt her gaze, turned his head to look at her, saw her staring at him in a daze, he raised his eyebrows, "What are you looking at?"

Song Weiwei regained her senses, but she didn't feel uncomfortable, she calmly looked away, "You can put some green plants in the house, it will look full of vitality."

"It's not enough to support you." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei looked at him in surprise, "Didn't you hire a part-time worker, just water it for a day or two, or plant some water to raise plants, and water them when there is no water, it's easy to raise."

"You know how to raise?" Li Baihan asked after hearing what she said clearly.

Song Weiwei held up her chin in embarrassment, feeling that she had dug a hole for herself, "No, I have nothing to do with green plants, and I will die whatever I raise."

Li Baihan curled his lips, "Exactly, me too."

The two looked at each other, Song Weiwei took the lead to look away, and finally felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she unconsciously picked the suede of the pillow with her fingers.

She didn't expect that Li Baihan would take her home.

The spoon in Li Baihan's hand touched the wall of the bowl, making a clear sound, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her mouth, "Drink some hangover soup, it will make your stomach feel better."

Song Weiwei felt uncomfortable, she raised her hand to get a spoon, "I'll drink it myself."

Li Baihan avoided her hand, and brought a spoonful of soup to her mouth, "Drink it, don't be brave in the future, and don't use this way of killing the enemy by one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred."

Song Weiwei drank the soup with his hand, "I just want my legend to be left in the Jianghu. If someone pours you alcohol in the future, you will know that I am a ruthless person and not easy to mess with."

"You're quite proud?" Li Baihan snorted lightly.

Song Weiwei frowned, "I'm not proud at all, I feel very uncomfortable in my stomach, but I believe that in the future, no one will be so blind to persuade people to drink."

"You." Li Baihan poked her forehead lightly with his finger, with a doting and helpless tone.

Song Weiwei was startled, this feeling was novel and awkward, she quickly glanced at Li Baihan, and found that he was looking at her very intently.

She said: "Boss Li, I'm still dizzy, can it be counted as a work-related injury, and I won't go to work today?"

Li Baihan still has lingering fears when he thinks about how she drank white wine last night, and now he still has lingering fears. The jokes at the dinner table yesterday are all jokes, and he probably won't dare to drink with her in the future.

She really did it once and for all.

"Eat a bowl of millet porridge later and sleep again. Don't go to work today. I'll make something delicious for you when I come back tonight." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei blinked, "You want to cook for me yourself?"

"Ah."

"Actually, I'm a little afraid of diarrhea." Song Weiwei said.

Li Baihan: "...don't eat and let go."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She was stared at by Li Baihan after she drank the hangover soup and ate another bowl of millet porridge, and then she was driven to sleep in the bedroom. The bedroom was large, the curtains were closed, and the light in the room was dim.

She was lying on Li Baihan's bed, covered with Li Baihan's quilt, and surrounded by Li Baihan's breath, but she could not sleep with her eyes open.

Ever since she woke up from a vegetative state, she probably never thought in her life that one day she would sleep on Li Baihan's bed again and eat the meals he cooked with his own hands.

The sound of footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and soon there was the sound of the door closing, and the surroundings suddenly fell into silence.

Song Weiwei's eyes gradually adapted to the dim light, she stared at the minimalist lampshade on the ceiling, thinking about Li Baihan's attitude towards her today.

It's a bit strange.

She drank unconsciously last night, and she didn't know if she said anything to make him suspicious.

But if he became suspicious, he should expose her now and let her go, but his attitude towards her became more and more ambiguous, and he still had to cook for her at night.

just like.

Seems like they're dating.

Thinking of this, Song Weiwei couldn't lie down anymore, she lifted the quilt to get up, and walked out.

The living room was empty, Li Baihan had already left, she stood in the middle of the living room in a daze for a while, then picked up her things and left.

Back at Langji International, Aunt Wu had just sent Chenchen back to the kindergarten. Seeing her enter the door with a tired face, she worried: "Song Song, why do you look so bad?"

Song Weiwei hung her clothes on the hanger, smelling of alcohol all over her body, she said: "I drank some wine yesterday, Aunt Wu, I'm going to sleep for a while, don't wake me up at noon."

"Okay, go to sleep, I see that your dark circles are getting heavier." Aunt Wu hurriedly waved her to sleep.

Song Weiwei entered the bedroom, and when she saw the semi-finished jade on the workbench, she patted her head. How could she forget about this?

I had a good time drinking last night. If I can't finish the work on time in two days, I will lose the chain.

Thinking of this, she couldn't sleep anymore, so she sat down at the workbench, picked up the goggles, and began to carve and polish jade.

*
Bailaimei Group.

Li Baihan was half an hour late for work, no one dared to ask, and Secretary Song was absent from work, no one dared to ask, but the news in the company group exploded.

"Have you heard? Yesterday, Secretary Song poured wine on Mr. Li. Mr. Li had stomach bleeding and is still lying in the hospital."

"Just Mr. Li from Kangtai Group?"

"That's right, it's him. Their company's wine table culture is very strong. Everyone in the business department can fight, and they claim to never get drunk after a thousand cups."

"I heard from the people present at the time that Mr. Li said that since Mr. Li doesn't drink, let the secretary do it for him. Secretary Song directly took the beer cups, poured 800ml of high-strength liquor each, and directly overturned Mr. Li. Ha ha ha ha."

"I really want to watch at the scene."

"I really want to watch +1 at the scene."

Li Baihan didn't know that Song Weiwei had become a legend in the company by himself. He was eager to return to the company when he first arrived, and finally made it to four o'clock in the afternoon. He left work early and went to the supermarket.

Coming out of the supermarket, he was carrying two large bags of fruit and vegetable snacks in his hand. At this moment, his heart, which had been empty for six years, was filled to the brim like these two large bags of snacks.

When he got home, the moment he opened the door, he stood at the door and suddenly shouted to the living room: "I'm back."