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

Li Baihan's scalp exploded, and there was a muffled rumble in his ear, as if his whole world was collapsing, making him unable to react for a while.

Song Weiwei gnawed his lips in a random manner. His lips were very cool, like a refreshing oasis, which could relieve the heat in her body.

She doesn't want any dignity anymore, she just wants to get closer to him, and get closer.

But the tears couldn't stop falling with the kiss.

The scorching heat dripped on Li Baihan's eyelids, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyelids to look at her flushed little face.

The two were close, but he saw her grievance and unwillingness.

Yes.

Wronged and unwilling.

Even though they were kissing intimately, apart from the flush on her face, there was no expression of emotion on her face, which made his heart warm up and cool down quickly.

He held the back of her head and turned his head slightly to avoid her kiss.

A moment later, she came after him again.

Li Baihan was kissed on the face by her, he suddenly turned around with his arms around her, and pressed her under him.

Under the dim light, her face was flushed abnormally. At this time, her actions were hindered, and her whole body was in a state of unsatisfied restlessness and irritability.

"I said, what else do you want?"

Her hoarse voice was full of helplessness and accusation, accusing him of breaking his promise.

Li Baihan's fingertips touched her skin, the temperature was astonishingly hot, his eyes fell on her face, she seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

He is not stupid!
He had already guessed what medicine she had just taken in the kitchen, all the fire in her body was extinguished for a moment, and the embarrassment in her heart was stronger than her stiff reaction in the company that day.

How could she stab his self-esteem again and again?
He closed his eyes, and when she started to struggle and twist, he pulled the quilt aside with his big hands, and wrapped her neatly into a rice dumpling.

Song Weiwei stared at him in disbelief, "You..."

She is like this, so he actually wants to let her go?

Li Baihan leaned over to pick up the phone, quickly dialed a phone number, and the answer was answered quickly, with a sleepy voice, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Come to my apartment and bring the medicine box." After Li Baihan finished speaking, he cut off the phone without giving the other party a chance to speak.

He threw the phone aside, sat on the bed and looked at Song Weiwei with a cold expression, as if the emotion just now was just an illusion, "Why?"

Song Weiwei let out a low gasp. She writhed in the quilt, but she couldn't get out no matter what. Her cheeks became redder with anxiety, hot sweat dripped from her forehead, and it seemed that countless bugs were biting her body.

It hurts and hurts!
"Li Baihan, don't treat me like this." She cried uncontrollably in her voice, so uncomfortable that she wanted to bump her head to death.

Li Baihan looked at her quietly, no matter how much she pleaded, he would not be moved, as long as he thought of her taking medicine, his self-esteem would be shattered.

Song Weiwei rubbed against the quilt, her cheeks were so red that she was about to bleed, she closed her eyes, and tears rolled down her face, as if she knew Li Baihan's determination, so she stopped begging.

The two faced each other in silence, occasionally mixed with her uncontrollable low panting.

It wasn't until the doorbell rang that Li Baihan got up to open the door.

Li Qingcheng was standing outside the door with the medicine box on his back. Seeing his brother standing at the entrance with a frighteningly gloomy expression, he couldn't help tensing up, "Brother, are you alright?"

Li Baihan said lightly, "Come in."

Li Qingcheng stepped into the door and saw a pair of women's sneakers in the entrance. He thought, "Is there a guest at home?"

Li Baihan didn't answer, and led him straight to the master bedroom.

Li Qingcheng looked at his brother's stern back and his gloomy expression just now, and he was trying to guess what happened in his mind, so he asked his brother to call him late at night.

When he received Li Baihan's call, he thought his brother's old illness had relapsed, so he hurried over to see that he was safe and sound, and he was relieved.

At this moment, he was full of curiosity, who was the female guest staying here, and what happened between them that required him, a doctor, to intervene?

Did his brother force him?

Walking into the master bedroom, he heard a sound like a cat meowing. He looked over from behind his brother and saw a woman on the bed with her eyes closed.

The abnormal complexion and the sweat on his face gave him a bad guess.

"Brother, did you give me medicine?" Li Qingcheng stared at his brother in disbelief. His brother was usually aloof and abstinent, with a dignified appearance, but he didn't expect to be so profligate in private.

I really can't see it!
Li Bai stared at him coldly, "Do you think I need it?"

"No need." Li Qingcheng shook his head embarrassingly. He put down the medicine box and walked over. Just as he reached out to touch the quilt, Li Baihan stopped him.

"what are you doing?"

"Let's see, you wrap her so close, it's easy to faint due to high fever." Li Qingcheng's hands froze in mid-air, and he didn't dare to pull the quilt any more.

Li Baihan leaned over and pulled the quilt, and pressed the cool back of her hand to Song Weiwei's face, she immediately pressed it over and rubbed it, a comfortable sigh escaped from between her lips.

This sound made both of their scalps tingle.

Li Baihan's thin lips were tightly pursed, and displeasure gathered in his deep black eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Qingcheng standing there motionless, and he said in a deep voice, "She took the medicine, what should I do?"

Li Qingcheng took a sneak peek at his elder brother, hey, his elder brother's face is really ugly, he is so possessive, if you don't directly deal with this situation, why ask him?
"Brother, everyone is in your bed, why don't you sacrifice yourself?"

Li Baihan turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dark, and Li Qingcheng's back couldn't help tensing up, he quickly said: "I know, I know, let's take a tranquilizer first."

As soon as she heard that an injection was needed, Song Weiwei's drowsy consciousness immediately woke up. She struggled out of the quilt, grabbed Li Baihan's wrist, and shook her head in resistance, "I don't want an injection!"

Li Baihan felt that her little hand holding his wrist was like a piece of red-hot coal, which made his skin ache. He pressed her wrist, his eyes and eyebrows were cold.

"If you dare to take medicine, you have to bear the consequences of taking medicine."

Song Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were glistening with tears, she just looked at him innocently and aggrieved, "Obviously you can..."

"What can you do?" Li Baihan interrupted her, and slightly leaned closer to her ear, his gesture was intimate and gentle, but his voice was as cold as ice, "I wish I could kill you!"

She dared to ruin his self-esteem so much, if it were someone else, he would have thrown her out long ago.

Song Weiwei's pupils dilated slightly, looking at the man's stern and ruthless side face, the fire in her body was extinguished by his words.

He said he wanted to kill her.

Yeah, he's already killed her once, what else can't he do?

She closed her eyes, tears kept rolling down like broken beads, she knew it a long time ago, why is her heart still pierced at this moment?
Song Weiwei, are you cheap?

You clearly know that he doesn't like you, but you still dare to hide delusions in your heart, you deserve to bring shame on yourself here!