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

Song Weiwei glanced at him quickly, wondering if it was because the lights were too bright, but his eyes were very bright, reflecting the light.

"No." She answered simply.

Li Baihan's eyes dimmed, and his eyes fell on the hair on the top of her head. He hadn't noticed it before, or Song Weiyi had never squatted in front of him like this.

Only then did he realize that the hairpin on Song Weiwei's head was in the shape of a heart, which was quite special.

and many more!

He seemed to have seen the same hairpin in the shape of a heart before, and a picture suddenly flashed in front of him, a girl squatting in front of him in a pink skirt.

He lowered his eyes, put his fingers lightly on the hair curls on top of her head, and teased softly: "Why is the hair curls also heart-shaped?"

The girl raised her small face, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she smiled like a crescent moon, "Because even the hair is in the shape of loving you."

Li Baihan was stunned, but was pulled back to his senses by a cool stabbing pain. He lowered his head, his eyes flicked past the heart-shaped hair, and landed on the woman's hand.

With a cotton swab in her hand, she was disinfecting his toes.

He shrank his feet subconsciously, and was held even tighter by her, and a numb itching came up from the place where their skins touched.

It is said that ten fingers connect with hearts.

His heart was also numb from the itching, and he even forgot the pain.

"Does it hurt?" Song Weiwei raised her face and asked him.

Li Baihan lowered his eyes lightly, looking at her slightly upturned face, the light shone on her, her eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars.

For a moment, the person he missed in his mind gradually overlapped with the person in front of him, and he couldn't even tell who was who.

He stared at her blankly, and whispered softly, "Weiwei..."

Song Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and she was about to respond subconsciously, and she came to her senses all at once.She bit the tip of her tongue and raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Li, you think of me as your ex-wife again."

The confusion in Li Baihan's eyes faded, "What ex-wife?"

Song Weiwei didn't shy away from talking about "Song Weiwei" with him. She said, "Isn't your ex-wife called Song Weiwei? She also has my last name, Song Weiwei, Song Weiwei, tsk, even the name is very similar."

She knew in her heart that the calmer she was, the less suspicious Li Baihan would be.

On the contrary, she avoided talking about it. The more secretive she was, the more suspicious she would be.

Li Baihan frowned, "Who told you that she belonged to my ex-wife?"

Back then, Song Weiwei was forced by him to sign the divorce agreement, but she fell off a cliff and died before going to the notary to get the divorce certificate, so the divorce agreement was also invalidated.

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows, "If she's not an ex-wife, she should be a dead wife, right?"

"You!" Li Baihan's expression suddenly became sullen, he stared at her, but he couldn't say anything harsh, "Don't talk nonsense."

Song Weiwei shrugged, feeling that she might have poked his sore spot, she was very happy, "You don't like to hear the facts and forget it."

The corner of Li Baihan's mouth twitched, suddenly remembering the reason why he came to her house to squat with her today, but he was disturbed by the Song brothers and almost forgot.

"Song Weiyi, I remembered something."

Holding the nail scissors, Song Weiwei looked down at Li Baihan's bloody toenails, wondering where to start so as not to hurt him.

She should be casual, "What?"

Li Baihan's line of sight was blocked by her head, and his eyes fell on the heart-shaped hairpin, "The day of the team building, why did you go to Weiwei's tomb... hiss..."

Accompanied by the sound of Li Baihan's pain, the sound of nail clippers also sounded.

Li Baihan's brows were throbbing in pain, he wondered for a while whether Song Weiyi was deliberately revenge on him, "Do you want to murder me?"

Song Weiwei raised the nail scissors in her hand and shook them, "Are you kidding me, whoever murders someone uses nail clippers, no matter how bad it is, they have to use scissors, right?"

Li Baihan: "..."

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids and saw that his toes were oozing blood again. She wiped them with a cotton swab and felt the muscles under her fingertips tense.

She said: "The flipped nails need to be cut off, otherwise you won't be able to wear shoes."

Li Baihan was in a complicated mood, even though he and Song Weiwei had been married for a year, they were not close enough to let her cut his toenails.

"You..." Li Baihan's voice paused, "Don't you think it's dirty?"

Song Weiwei glanced at him, and half-jokingly said: "Mr. Li is full of dignity, and you are willing to let me touch your feet. It is a blessing I have cultivated in three lifetimes. How dare you dislike it?"

Li Baihan gritted his teeth, raised his hand and pinched her earlobe, "Speak human."

Song Weiwei turned her head to avoid his hand, and stared at him in embarrassment, "Why do you keep moving?"

"If you come and go, believe it or not, I'll kill you here?" Li Baihan gasped.

I don't know if this girl is deliberately embarrassing him, since just now, she has been talking about you one by one, as if he is already seventy or eighty years old.

Song Weiwei snorted softly, "You are physically disabled, so you should set an example."

Li Baihan: "..."

It is worthy of the Song family's yin and yang strange energy.

Song Weiwei was squatting at first, but now she had been arguing with Li Baihan for a long time, and her legs were numb, so she sat next to the sofa on the carpet.

Li Baihan tugged at her hair, not too hard to hurt her, "Let me ask you, what did you do in Weiwei's tomb on the day of the team building?"

Song Weiwei turned her back to Li Baihan, leaning against his knee, he couldn't see her expression from this angle.

She didn't know how Li Baihan knew that she had been to the Clothes Tomb that day, and what she knew, what should she say so as not to let him know.

While trimming the rough edges of her nails, she thought about it and said, "I was just curious about what kind of person Mrs. Li is, so I took a look."

"Curious?" Li Baihan was not satisfied with her answer, "By the way, take away Weiwei's photo?"

Song Weiwei's hands trembled, she narrowed her eyes, so Li Baihan has been to the Clothes Tomb, no wonder he knew she had been there.

The photo on the tombstone is gone, and he will definitely not let it go.

She turned sideways and looked up at him, "I didn't take the photo, what would I do with Mrs. Li's photo, and I don't have a crush on her."

The corners of Li Baihan's eyes twitched, and he pulled her hair lightly, "Speak well."

"Boss Li, if you pull it any longer, you will go bald." Song Weiwei quickly covered her head with her hands. Urban people's hair volume is already worrying. If he pulls her like this again, she is afraid that he will make her bald.

Seeing her anxiously protecting her hair, Li Baihan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Song Weiyi, is it killing you if you tell me the truth?"

"Boss Li, you are pulling my lifeline right now." Song Weiwei said blindly.

Li Baihan: "..."

In fact, he knew very well that even if he came to ask her, he would not get anything out of her mouth.Just like the last time he broke the mother-child relationship between her and Song Chenchen, she could still tell him bluntly that she had nothing to explain.

What's more, he didn't have any real evidence in his hand, even if he knew she was talking nonsense, he couldn't do anything to her.

"What about the photo?"

"lost."

Li Baihan: "..."