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

He Lanzhou stopped, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked serious, "Song Song, I don't allow you to belittle yourself like this. Li Baihan is nothing. As long as you are willing, I will marry you immediately."

Song Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and when she met his serious and serious handsome face, she suddenly burst out laughing, "Why are you so serious?"

The atmosphere suddenly disappeared, He Lanzhou let her go, a little annoyed, "I'm serious, why are you laughing?"

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing more and more presumptuously. Under the dim streetlights, the neighborhood was very quiet, and her silver-bell-like laughter was pleasant to the ears.

He Lanzhou was annoyed, and soon lost his temper.

"Okay, stop laughing."

Song Weiwei smiled, and finally shed the light. The two walked out of the neighborhood side by side. Outside, there was a lot of traffic and colorful neon lights, which immediately brought the two of them into the bustling bustle.

The bakery Song Yuanzhuo mentioned is on the right side of the community. Their ice cream is freshly made, and Song Weiwei bought a box.

"Eating ice cream in such a cold day, I don't know what my second brother thinks." Song Weiwei complained while scanning the QR code. Looking back, she saw He Lanzhou staring at the cake in the window in a daze.

She took a plain ice cream and waved it in front of his eyes, "What are you looking at, do you want a cake? I'll buy it for you on your birthday."

He Lanzhou came back to his senses, took the ice cream and licked it, "Then we have agreed, you will buy me a cake for my birthday."

"Okay."

Seeing that he was eating with gusto, Song Weiwei hesitated and asked, "Isn't it iced?"

"Hot pot and ice cream go well together to relieve the heat," He Lanzhou said.

Song Weiwei suddenly thought that Li Baihan was sweating profusely from the heat, he really can't eat too spicy food, but the second brother punished him, and even added spicy millet pepper to him.

She was carrying the bag, "Let's go back, the ice cream won't taste good after it melts."

He Lanzhou did not suspect him, and followed her out of the bakery.

The autumn night in Beicheng is very windy. Even if there are tall buildings blocking it, it can't stop the pervasive sandstorm. Sometimes you can eat a mouthful of sand with just one mouth.

The two of them walked forward facing the night wind, and were completely chilled.

He Lanzhou didn't bother to eat ice cream, so he took Song Weiwei's wrist and trotted into the community. The green belt in the community was very well done, and the wind was getting weaker.

"Hairdos are all messed up." He Lanzhou scratched his hair, "If it weren't for the capital city, I wouldn't like to come here in Beicheng. Every day I go out and wear it, and when I go home, I'll be covered in sand."

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, "You're the only one who dislikes it so much, you haven't seen so many North Drifters, the chance is as big as the wind and sand here."

He Lanzhou sighed, "Am I missing a chance?"

Song Weiwei thought about it seriously, the He family is also one of the most wealthy families in Jiangcheng, so naturally there is no shortage of opportunities and money, "You don't lack any shortage, why come to Beicheng to join in the fun?"

"You are here, so I am here." He Lanzhou said casually.

Song Weiwei curled her fingertips up, and answered heartlessly, "Then just bear with it, the air here is a bit drier except for the wind and sand, and the winter is a bit colder, but it's actually a pretty good city."

He Lanzhou: "..."

The two returned to the apartment and turned on the heating at home. Song Weiwei took off her coat, walked into the restaurant with ice cream, and saw the situation in the restaurant clearly. She almost lost her mind.

The two bottles of Moutai are already empty.

Even though Song Yuanzhuo had a good drinker, he was also put down at this time, and Li Baihan was also put down. One of them propped himself on the table and the other leaned on the back of the chair.

"What happened to them?"

Song Yuheng said indifferently: "I didn't eat two bites of food, I went to drink, and I didn't hold back."

In fact, as soon as Song Weiwei left, Li Baihan showed his true colors, from a bullied little sheep to a cunning black-bellied fox.

Li Baihan took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair. When Aunt Rong saw him, she immediately got up and picked up his coat, and hung it on the coat rack in the entrance.

When he came back, he rolled up his sleeves slowly and gracefully, and showed a gentlemanly smile to Song Yuanzhuo, "Have you ever heard of the drinking order, Mr. Song?"

Song Yuanzhuo raised his eyebrows. When he was in the shopping mall, he had never seen any tricks to persuade people to drink. Naturally, drinking orders are not a problem.

"Of course!"

Li Baihan picked up the wine bottle and filled their glasses casually, "Then let's play the simplest guessing game today, whoever loses will drink."

Song Yuanzhuo narrowed his eyes, "Okay."

In the past few years in Beicheng, he has intentionally or unintentionally heard many people mention Li Baihan, saying that he is not a womanizer, does not smoke and drink, and is simply a representative of the new three good men.

Of course, he doesn't go to entertainment venues, he lives a pure and ascetic life, and he is always aloof and reserved at dinners, never giving anyone a chance to drink him.

Therefore, listening to him talking about playing guessing boxing, he didn't pay attention to him at all, and wanted to force him until his stomach bleeds.

Seeing this posture, Song Yuheng winked at Aunt Rong, and Aunt Rong immediately coaxed Song Chenchen to follow her.

However, Song Yuanzhuo got off to a bad start, he played scissors, Li Baihan played rock, and after he drank a glass of wine, he lost a lot.

Song Yuheng was sitting by the side, seeing Song Yuanzhuo drank the fifth glass of wine, and was about to ask them to eat something, but Li Baihan lost the first game tonight.

He drank happily, did not give Song Yuanzhuo a chance to eat, and continued guessing.

Next, he adjusted the winning and losing at a ratio of 5:1. Even though Song Yuanzhuo had a good drinker, he was too unlucky. After finishing the last two bottles of Moutai, Song Yuanzhuo was poured down.

Song Yuheng witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, and he has a new understanding of Li Baihan in his heart. How can a man who can sit on the head of the Li family be a good stubble?
The eyes of the two met quietly for a few seconds, until the sound of "beep" came from the entrance, and from the corner of Song Yuheng's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Li Baihan picking up the wine in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

When he looked away from the entrance, the man who was not drunk just now turned red, as if he was quite drunk.

Song Yuheng: "..."

Song Weiwei saw two empty wine bottles on the table, she frowned and looked at Song Yuheng, "Brother, why didn't you persuade them to order, the dishes haven't moved much yet, why are they all drunk?"

"Brother persuaded me, so don't blame him." Li Baihan held her wrist, and hiccupped before he finished speaking, "It's because I can't drink too much."

Song Yuheng caught a glimpse of the corner of Li Baihan's mouth hooked up, and he was almost out of breath.

This man is so bad!
After plotting against Yuan Zhuo, he still sold Song Song's sympathy.

Song Weiwei was grabbed by his wrist, and his normally cool fingers were astonishingly hot. Seeing that his face was still blushing, she said, "I'll help you lie down on the sofa for a while."

Li Baihan stood up with her strength, his eyes fell on Song Yuheng, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Song Yuheng watched him pretend, and spat hard in his heart.

Gan!
No one thought that Li Baihan would be even darker than Song Yuanzhuo, and his skills in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger were full, even Song Yuanzhuo was no match for him.