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

The two were silent for a while, and music sounded in the living room. It was the end of a TV series. Song Weiwei glanced at the TV, then looked away again.

She raised her hand to hold the man's wrist, and gently pulled it from her neck. She smiled lightly and said, "What does Boss Li want me to leave behind?"

"Go take a bath," Li Baihan lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, "Huh?"

Song Weiwei just felt her heart go numb, who the hell could resist this?

She followed his wrist with her fingers, and gently hooked the collar of his sweater, her fingertips barely touched above his Adam's apple, "Do you want to go together?"

Li Baihan raised his hand to hold her troublesome hand, pulled it down and held it in his palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "Next time."

Song Weiwei was not without regrets, she lost the first time she teased a man, but she was also slightly relieved, she stood up with his strength, and went to the guest bathroom to take a shower.

Li Baihan stared at her unyielding back, took a deep breath secretly, but his eyes became extraordinarily deep, when he kissed her, she resisted, but she did not resist having sex with him.

really interesting!
If Mr. Yang hadn't exposed her as Heshoutongzi's sculptor on the spot today, maybe he wouldn't have noticed anything at all. Before he left the hotel in the afternoon, he went to his grandfather and asked him to borrow Heshoutongzi to see.

At first, the old man was reluctant to show him, and he would blow his beard and stare beside him if he touched it, for fear that he would damage it.

He looked at the boy's eyebrows and eyes carefully, and asked the doubt in his heart, "Grandpa, do you really think this boy's eyebrows and eyes look like me?"

Old Man Li raised an eyebrow, "No, it's exactly the same as when you were a child."

Li Baihan was suspicious, he was exactly the same as when he was a child, Song Weiyi should not have had the chance to see his childhood photos, so how did she sculpt his childhood appearance?
Song Weiwei was sitting on the toilet, just now she dared to flirt with Li Baihan outside, but now she panicked a lot.

Thinking of what would happen later, she felt her calves cramp with fear, and she still remembered Li Baihan's roughness last time.

She is really scared!

"Knock knock."

Someone knocked on the guest guard door, and Song Weiwei immediately looked at the frosted glass door nervously, "What, what's wrong?"

Li Baihan put the clothes on the cabinet at the door, "The clothes are left for you at the door, remember to wear them."

Song Weiwei: "..."

If she doesn't wear it, is she going to run out naked?

She hasn't been so unrestrained yet!
She responded, and saw the figure reflected on the frosted glass door fading away, and she scratched her hair irritably.

never mind!

Soldiers come to block, water comes and soil floods!
Song Weiwei stood up, walked to the shower head as if she was dead, and found out that the shower head in Li Baihan's house was built-in, and she didn't know how to use it!

Li Baihan changed the sheets and quilts himself, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, when he saw the door open a crack from the corner of his eye, he looked suspiciously, and saw Song Weiwei standing by the door with a towel on her head.

Her clothes were dripping wet, and the translucent shirt clung to her body, outlining a perfect body curve. He raised his eyebrows, "Wet body temptation?"

Song Weiwei wanted to scratch the wall in embarrassment, "I don't know how to use the shower in your guest bathroom."

Li Baihan took the changed sheets and quilts over, threw them into the laundry basket, and went out wiping her shoulders. Song Weiwei followed behind him step by step.

The two entered the guest bathroom one after the other, Li Baihan was standing at the shower, and Song Weiwei was leaning against the sink and looking at him.

I don't know what he touched, the water splashed all over his head and face.

Song Weiwei couldn't help but chuckle.

Li Baihan turned his head to look over, water drops rolled down from his handsome features, and slid into the collar of the sweater, Song Weiwei couldn't help swallowing.

Li Baihan narrowed his eyes, his eyes slid across her throat, and fell on her rosy lips, his eyes were dark, and the air suddenly became hot.

Song Weiwei met his fiery gaze, and her heart tightened, and a huge wave surged in her formerly cold and ascetic eyes, as if it was going to swallow her up.

She was so stiff that she couldn't look him in the eye.

Li Baihan pursed his lips, the sweater on his body was soaked by cold water, he stood up straight and took a step back, turning the water temperature to hot.

Song Weiwei felt the heat coming from the bathroom, and she was surprised: "Why did I boil cold water?"

"The main switch isn't turned on. You should take a shower. I'm going out." Li Baihan said as he walked towards the door. When she passed by Song Weiwei, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

The man stopped walking forward, he tilted his head to look at her, the raised eyebrow was really seductive, Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip, and summoned up the courage to ask him, "You really don't want to wash together?"

Li Baihan's breath was stagnant, and he stared at her trembling eyelashes, "Test my concentration?"

Song Weiwei's cheeks flushed, she retracted her hand in embarrassment, and looked away, "It's fine if you don't want to, I..."

The man suddenly leaned forward and blocked her lips tightly.

The air gradually warmed up, and the sound of splashing water covered up other ambiguous sounds. Song Weiwei was pressed against the sink by the man, and she leaned back.

The strength of the flexible waist supported her, her back was almost bent into an arc, her breath was taken away, and her mind went blank.

This feeling made her panic and want to run away.

She turned her head away.

The man's hot lips fell on her cheek, he paused for a moment, and went to kiss her again.

The hot air was dense, and the man's light-colored breath rolled between her lips wrapped in heat, and a slight electric current ran through her whole body. Song Weiwei could only hear the sound of her heartbeat.

The back that was fully arched trembled slightly, and then was supported by a big palm and pressed close to him.

Song Weiwei's pupils narrowed slightly, and she looked at him with wide eyes. The next second, the man left her lips, and their rapid and hot breaths intertwined.

Li Baihan laughed softly, staring at the blush on her cheeks, "It's too intense in the bathroom, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it, go take a bath, be good!"

Song Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, and she looked into the man's deep eyes.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Li Baihan suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pinched her earlobe.

The warm fingertips of his fingers pressed against the scorching earlobe, and when he pinched it, it was quickly stained with a thin red color. He condensed the blood color and used the greatest self-control in his life to leave her.

"Click".

The glass-frosted door was closed, and Song Weiwei fell to the ground with limp legs. She covered her face with her hands, her clothes were splashed with water droplets constantly falling, but her face was astonishingly hot.

He was obviously emotional just now, why did he stop again?

Li Baihan took a cold shower to calm the restless blood in his body. He leaned against the bed and watched the clock hanging on the wall go round and round.

Except for the sound of water coming from the guest guard, there was no movement.

He raised the corners of his lips, and opened the bedside drawer, and there was a box of okabooks lying in it, which he stuffed into the shopping cart when she didn't notice.

It's fine if he doesn't know her motives. If he knows her motives, then he can't let the child come in an unclear way.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the phone ring suddenly, the sound was a little far away, as if it came from the living room, he got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked out of the bedroom.

When he came to the living room, he picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID, it was Aunt Rong.

Song only had the phone, and he didn't answer it at first, but after the phone hung up automatically, he made several calls over there.

He glanced at the guest guard who was still silent, fearing that the other party was in a hurry, so he walked towards the guest guard while answering the call.

"Song Song, where are you, Chenchen fainted, hurry home!"