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

Li Baihan's deep voice came through the electric current, and Song Weiwei's earworms itch slightly. She moved the phone away slightly, "Buy some food, I'll go to your house to cook for you."

Li Baihan chuckled twice, and he didn't know if it was because she avoided talking about the word date, or because she said she would cook for him, and said in a cheerful voice, "Turn around."

Song Weiwei turned around wonderingly, and saw the man standing less than ten meters behind her, she was startled, "Are you following me?"

Li Baihan walked towards her while talking, "I was passing by just now and saw you standing by the side of the road in a daze, don't you know where to go?"

During the conversation, the distance between the two shortened from ten meters to five meters, and finally only one meter remained.

Song Weiwei took off the phone and hung it up, with her hands hanging by her side, she looked up at him.

Today is a fine day, the sun shines through the gaps of the tall buildings and falls behind him, covering his whole body with a halo.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and pointed to the supermarket beside her, "If there is no one who can carry a shopping bag with a cart, I can only think of Mr. Li."

"Use me like a coolie, have you thought about the reward?" Li Baihan was not annoyed, and reached out to scrape the tip of her nose, his tone obviously tinged with pampering.

Song Weiwei's nose numb, and she turned her head away from his hand, "Isn't cooking for you a reward?"

Seeing her walking into the supermarket, Li Baihan took a long legged step and chased after her, "It doesn't count, I want other rewards."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Today was the weekend, and there were many people in the supermarket. Song Weiwei grabbed the last shopping cart and walked towards Li Baihan proudly.

Li Baihan took the shopping cart from her, seeing her proud little appearance, couldn't help laughing, "There are so many people today, please follow closely later, I'm afraid you will be squeezed out because you are so skinny."

Song Weiwei tilted her head to look at him, "I'm not thin, I'm very fleshy."

"Well," Li Baihan sized her up from head to toe with a half-smile, "Go back and take it off for me to see, and I'll personally identify where all your flesh is growing."

Song Weiwei: "..."

It's not too bad, but it's not too bad!

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes flickered elsewhere, she picked up a box of cookies, and changed the subject, "Do you want to eat this?"

Li Baihan lowered his eyes and studied the ingredients of the cookies, "This kind of cookie is not tasty and has preservatives. If you want to eat it, let's buy flour and bake it ourselves?"

"You will?" Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"No," Li Baihan shook his head, "but I can learn."

Song Weiwei looked at him suspiciously, "I doubt your ability to learn, it's better not to waste flour."

Li Baihan pushed the cart and continued to move forward. Passing the potato chip area, he subconsciously reached for the potato chips, and saw the other hand stretched out, and the two of them were holding the bag of potato chips at the same time.

The two were startled at the same time, and they remembered that the first time they met was for the last pack of white rabbit toffee.

In the end, it was Li Baihan who put the potato chips back into the shopping cart. The supermarket was noisy, and loud music sounded in his ears, but there was silence between the two of them.

The two walked forward slowly. When they passed an aisle, a supermarket worker came over pushing a cart full of goods. The man yelled to give way, but he didn't have the slightest intention to stop, and directly bumped into them.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Li Baihan grabbed Song Weiwei's waist and pushed her back. The cart hit the shopping cart, and the contents on it fell down.

Li Baihan raised his arm to block it, so the cargo didn't hit Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei bumped into Li Baihan's chest, and a muffled groan sounded from above her head. She backed away quickly, and when she looked up, she saw the goods slipped from the outside of his raised arm and hit the ground heavily.

In a hurry, she grabbed his arm and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, did you get hurt?"

Seeing her anxious, Li Baihan saw that her arm was in burning pain, but at this moment he was in the mood to tease her, "Well, you hurt her chest."

Song Weiwei raised her eyes and saw the teasing smile on his lips. Realizing that she had been cheated, she pushed him and said coquettishly, "You hate it to death."

Li Baihan was taken aback for a moment, seeing her turn around and walking forward, he wondered if she was acting like a baby to him just now, if it wasn't for the crowded supermarket, he would have dragged her over to kiss her.

Realizing his thoughts, Li Baihan was taken aback again.

He didn't seem to have this kind of feeling similar to falling in love for a long time, no, or he never had it, and Song Weiwei and Song Weiwei also fell in love with each other after they got married.

When he realized he couldn't leave her anymore, he had to let her go.

He pushed the shopping cart to catch up with her a few steps, reached out to grab her wrist, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear: "Be careful, don't bump into it again."

Song Weiwei was locked between his chest and the shopping cart by him, with her back pressed against his chest, and the two of them walked forward on top of each other.

It's a little strange that others look at them from time to time.

Song Weiwei was in a lot of embarrassment. When she was chasing the [-] o'clock TV series, she thought it was a plot of an idol drama. In reality, who would stick together like this?

Now the scene reappears, and she is the protagonist.

At once……

She was quite embarrassed to be stared at by people coming and going. She turned her head to look at Li Baihan, only to find that this man was really thick-skinned, with a calm and breezy appearance.

Mostly I am not embarrassed, embarrassing is what other people mean.

Song Weiwei: "..."

A boss is a boss, she convinced her!

"Don't you think we are like Russian dolls?" Song Weiwei whispered.

A couple on the side just passed by. Hearing what she said, the girl covered her mouth and snickered, and said to her boyfriend, "I want Russian dolls too."

With a helpless look on his face and doting on her, the boyfriend took her into his arms.

Song Weiwei: "..."

Li Baihan smiled without saying a word, with a gentle expression on his face, and protected her to go to the fresh food area. Fortunately, there were not many people here, and the two bought a lot of ingredients before going to check out and go home.

Walking out of the supermarket, it was already dark outside, and the street lights on both sides of the street were lit up, like a long river of time.

Li Baihan took the bag of things in Song Weiwei's hand, and he took her to the side of the road to take a taxi, and it was past seven o'clock when she returned to Century Garden.

After entering the door, Song Weiwei was changing shoes in the hallway, looking at the two well-raised Strelitzia orchids, she walked over slowly, "It's pretty good, I thought I would collect their bodies when I came again."

Li Baihan: "..."

He carried the shopping bag to the kitchen, and when he came out, he saw her standing in the middle of the living room, and said, "Are you tired, do you want to watch TV for a while?"

Song Weiwei shook her head. The smart heater in the room was turned on before she went home. The temperature was just right. She took off her coat and raised her hand to unbutton her shirt.

When she raised her eyes, she saw the man staring at her for a moment.

She raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

The man's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing her looking over, he didn't know what magical switch he had touched. He suddenly walked up to her, bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

Song Weiwei was dumbfounded by his kiss, she stared at him blankly, her slightly parted lips pleased the man, and he lowered his head and pecked lightly at the corner of her lips.

This kind of intimacy between couples made Song Weiwei's heart flustered, she stared at him blankly, "You..."

Li Baihan patted her head, and the gust of wind brought up could still smell the residual alcohol on his body, "Watch TV, I'll cook for you."

Song Weiwei looked at him with tenderness in his eyes.

Probably no one could refuse the tenderness of such an outstanding man, Song Weiwei's heart was beating wildly.

For a moment, she thought her heart was going to pop out of her throat.

Li Baihan withdrew his hand, and took off his coat as he walked towards the bedroom.After a while, he changed into a dark gray sweater and slacks, and he looked much softer.

He saw that Song Weiwei was still standing there, wondering what he was thinking.

He walked to her side and said in a low voice, "Don't you want to watch TV, then help me choose vegetables?"

Song Weiwei felt that her soul was a little out of her body now, and she felt that she should stay away from him, so as not to be bewitched by him, but her body followed him involuntarily.

The kitchen was as clean as new. Song Weiwei was peeling a potato in her hand. She watched the man who threatened to cook for her cut the meat in a strange way.

"How long has it been since you cooked?" Song Weiwei asked.

Li Baihan cut several times before he gradually became proficient. He glanced at her and said, "It's been a long time, what's wrong?"

"I'm a little scared," Song Weiwei said, "Boss Li, if I have diarrhea, does it count as a work-related injury?"

Li Baihan: "..."

In fact, although Li Baihan's knife skills are very good, but the taste of the dishes he cooks is unique, very much his personal style.

After eating and cleaning up the kitchen, it was already late at night.

The sound of water in the kitchen stopped, and Song Weiwei sat on the sofa in the living room, watching TV absently.

She didn't watch what was playing on TV, she thought about saying goodbye to Li Baihan for a while.

Li Baihan walked out of the kitchen, turned off the kitchen light, the surroundings suddenly became dark, Song Weiwei's nerves seemed to be stung.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man who came over, "I..."

"Do you want to take a bath?" Li Baihan interrupted her, "I'll get you the toiletries, and if you wear my clothes, I'll prepare a set for you next time."

There was no discussion in the familiar tone.

Song Weiwei swallowed back all the words she had planned to say goodbye to, and looked at the approaching man, her neck was stretched straight and slender by the movement of raising her head, as if it could be broken with a slight bend.

"Boss Li, are you staying with me overnight?"

Li Baihan leaned down slightly, stroked her slender neck with his fingers, felt her carotid artery beating under his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice: "When you enter my house, you have to leave something behind, right? ?”

The man's fingers were slightly cold, covering her neck, she trembled sensitively, her heartbeat stopped, "You..."

Adult men and women don't need to be so straightforward, they can tell what the other person wants with just one look.

Song Weiwei understood that she couldn't leave today.