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

Song Weiwei looked up at him, the man's handsome face was blurred by the smoke, and it was hard for her to ignore his straight eyes.

She licked her somewhat dry lips, and just about to speak, the man suddenly approached and pecked lightly on her lips.

She froze immediately.

Li Baihan kept leaning slightly, the tips of their noses almost touched, and he could even see the astonishment in her eyes.

"you……"

Li Baihan kissed her lips again, and at the same time her waist was embraced by his strong arms, she felt herself being hugged and turned around by him, and her back was pressed against the thick tree pole.

The force on his lips was very strong, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Her breathing was very short, her lips were hot, and there was a mint smell between her lips and teeth, which was a bit cold, but it was quickly dispelled by the man's lips and tongue.

She subconsciously raised her hands to his chest, trying to push him away, but in the next second, her wrists were grasped by those cool hands and clasped against her side.

The tip of his nose lightly touched hers, and the streetlights came from top to bottom, and the shadows of the two fell on the ground, entangled tightly, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Li Baihan kissed her, the distance between the two was negative, but he still felt that he hadn't touched her, and she didn't respond to his kiss, but just endured it blindly.

And he.

Want her to respond.

Song Weiwei opened her mouth slightly, her breathing was so urgent that she couldn't catch her breath, her heart was beating wildly, and her brain felt itchy again and again.

Her wrist was restrained, and she was still moving, but her strength was not as strong as Li Baihan's. Her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and she slid down the tree trunk.

Li Baihan let her go slightly, stretched out his arms to pick her up, couldn't help but cursed with a smile, "Qixi, did your legs go weak so soon?"

Song Weiwei breathed the fresh air and felt that she had finally come alive. She hung in the man's arms and refused to admit defeat: "Whoever said that my legs are weak, I, I just can't stand."

Li Baihan let out a muffled laugh, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Why are you so cute?"

Song Weiwei was so thundered that her hairs stood on end. She raised her eyes to look at him. His brows and eyes were gentle, and his eyes were full of affection.

She had never seen such a look in Li Baihan's eyes.

he……

Seeing her staring blankly at him, Li Baihan thought, leaned over to sip at the corner of her lips, and let out a big bang.

The air suddenly quieted down.

The tips of Song Weiwei's ears burned up a little bit, she pushed him away, and unexpectedly found that Li Baihan's face seemed a little red, she squinted her eyes to take a closer look, the man suddenly took a step forward, and hugged her again.

He rested his chin on her shoulder and nuzzled her like a big cat, "Why didn't you wait for me to come back?"

Song Weiwei leaned on the tree trunk to support herself, and was able to barely support his weight. She said: "I was absent from work openly, and I was still sleeping soundly on the boss' bed. I felt that my conscience was disturbed, and I couldn't sleep well."

In fact, it was his breath that made her unable to sleep.

Li Baihan opened his mouth and took a bite on her collarbone, and finally gave her a comforting kiss, like hitting a stick and then giving a sweet date.

Song Weiwei almost laughed at his childish behavior, "Are you a dog?"

Li Baihan's irritability had already been vented, he hugged her, his empty heart gradually filled, he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to my place tonight?"

Song Weiwei was taken aback by the straightforward invitation.

Of course she knew what Li Baihan meant, if she agreed, she would definitely not sleep separately like last night when she went to his house, but she was not yet mentally prepared.

"I……"

Li Baihan let her go gently, he looked at her face, took a full view of her hesitation, and slightly pursed his thin lips, "You don't want to go..."

"I'll go!" Song Weiwei interrupted him with a desperate tone.She couldn't delay any longer. Even if she conceived a child, she would still have to wait nine months.

Nine months are so long, no one can tell what changes will happen in the middle, she can't waste time to entangle.

Li Baihan looked down at her expression, feeling inexplicably that her expression looked a bit like she was about to go to the guillotine, he licked the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and said slowly: "What is your expression?"

Song Weiwei lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, and said, "Wait for me, I'll go up and change."

After finishing speaking, she didn't look at Li Baihan, and quickly ran into the unit building.

Li Baihan looked at her back, his eyes narrowed slightly, he always felt that Song Weiyi's reaction was not right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Song Weiwei returned to the apartment. She changed her clothes and put another set of clothes into her bag. She walked to the bedside table, leaned over and opened the drawer, and took out two medicine bottles from it.

One medicine bottle contained ovulation medicine, she unscrewed the mineral water bottle directly, took out the pills and took them, and she put the other medicine bottle in her clothes pocket.

She asked Song Yuheng to prepare this bottle of medicine for her, and she had to take it as a last resort.

She came out with her backpack and saw Aunt Wu standing in the corridor with her clothes on. She glanced at the children's room, "Aunt Wu, I'm going out tonight."

Aunt Wu knew where she was going, she nodded, "Go, I will take care of Chenchen, don't worry."

Song Weiwei responded and went to the entrance to change her shoes. Aunt Wu watched her push the door and go out. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh when the light in the entrance dimmed.

Li Baihan saw her coming out with a backpack, he put out his cigarette, walked over quickly, took the bag from her hand, took her hand, and said, "Let's go."

His cool hand held her hand, and at that moment, Song Weiwei had the illusion that they were a pair of lovers who liked each other.

But the reality is that there is a gap between them, and no one understands the other.

She struggled a bit, but was immediately held tightly by the man. He turned his head to look at her, and said softly: "My hands are a little cold, please warm them up."

Song Weiwei didn't struggle anymore.

Li Baihan's car was parked outside the community, and the two of them walked out of the community holding hands, like an elopement couple, but when Li Baihan opened the back seat and let her sit in, the atmosphere changed completely when he drove in front.

It only took 5 minutes for the car to drive back to Century Famous Garden, and 10 minutes later, Song Weiwei stood at the entrance of Li Baihan's house to change her shoes, and everything was still the same as when she left.

Li Baihan changed into his slippers and went in, took her backpack to his bedroom, he had already taken off his suit jacket when he came out, and rolled up his sleeves as he walked.

"I haven't eaten yet, shall we make it together?"

Song Weiwei raised her eyes and glanced at the clock in the living room. It was almost twelve o'clock. He took her home so late just to cook together?

She bit her lip, took a step forward and hugged his neck, exhaled like a dragon and said, "Compared with rice, you don't want to eat..."

She said the last word close to his ear, and after she finished speaking, she deliberately kissed his earlobe, and the man's originally relaxed body tensed instantly.

"you……"

Song Weiwei looked up at him, her eyelashes trembled slightly, Li Baihan's heart was numb, and he almost lost his mind, but he remembered her stiff reaction when he touched her last time.

He took a deep breath and gently pushed her away, "Fill your stomach first."

Song Weiwei gritted her teeth, stared at his back, and said provocatively, "Li Baihan, are you a man?"

"Am I a man, didn't you really realize that night in the hotel?" Li Baihan didn't turn his head, "If you really want to seduce me, don't shake so hard."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She looked down at her hands, and she didn't even realize that when she hugged his neck just now, her whole body was trembling.

She closed her eyes, put her hand into her pocket, and touched the bottle of medicine. She decided in her heart that as long as there was medicine, she could do it.

The sound of dripping water came from the kitchen. Song Weiwei struggled for a long time, but she still walked slowly towards the kitchen.

The lights spread all over the floor. The man was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves half rolled up above the forearm. He was washing potatoes under the faucet. His eyes were focused, as if what he was washing was worth more than a billion dollars.

In fact, Li Baihan was frantic in his heart. On the one hand, he regretted that he didn't put her in bed immediately, and on the other hand, he persuaded himself to calm down.

He still doesn't know Song Weiyi's real purpose for approaching him, what he wants to get from him, he can't rashly develop an intimate relationship with her.

When she was downstairs in her house just now, her expression was clearly struggling, she just went up and changed her clothes, she was like a different person, obedient and full of provocation.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

He wants to see what kind of fairy she is.

Sensing her gaze, he turned his head to look over, and hooked his lips at her, "Can you wash the vegetables, come and help me."

Seeing his seriousness, Song Weiwei couldn't complain. He asked her to come to his house, as if he really planned to have a simple meal and then go to sleep.

But he obviously took her backpack into the master bedroom just now, and the implication is so strong, but he is here to cut potato shreds, what on earth is he trying to do?
The aroma of late-night rice fills the restaurant. There are three home-cooked dishes on the table. Potatoes are shredded with a fine knife, and the roots are distinct after being stir-fried over high heat.

Song Weiwei looked at the bowl of white rice in front of her, and looked up at the man sitting opposite. He brought her to his house, really just to make her full?

Li Baihan chewed his food slowly, and glanced at the absent-minded woman opposite him from time to time, "The food is not to your liking?"

Song Weiwei picked up a grain of rice and put it into her mouth without knowing the taste, "I've already had dinner, I'll get fat if I eat it again."

"You're too skinny, those few ounces of flesh will hold you tight, and you won't gain much weight if you gain another ten pounds." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei: "..."

Nobody let you hug me either!
She said something in her heart, and suddenly wanted to ask him, why did he bring her here, was it just for cooking?
After eating, Li Baihan took the bowls and chopsticks back to the kitchen, sorted them into the dishwasher, started the dishwasher, and walked out of the kitchen.

Song Weiwei was sitting on the sofa, picking up a cup of magazine and flipping through it. Seeing him approaching, she closed the magazine and looked up at him, "Are you going to sleep?"

"I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed and wait for me."

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat. These words were too suggestive. Is it finally coming?