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

The two stood next to the bookshelf, and Song Weiwei saw that he was still interested. She turned on the reading light next to the bookshelf, and the soft light fell on the two of them.

Li Baihan glanced at her, changed a book and flipped through it.

Several books in succession were related to sculpture. He didn't continue to flip through them, and put the books back on the shelf. His eyes turned around the room, and finally fell on Song Weiwei's face.

Under the light, her eyelashes are long and slender, covering the top of her eyes densely, casting a faint arc shadow.

She has a straight nose, small lips, and a layer of cherry blossom pink color on her lips, which is attractive enough to pick at such a late night.

Li Baihan's Adam's apple rolled, he leaned lazily on the bookshelf, his voice was hoarse, "Why do you like sculpture?"

Mr. Li likes antiques, he has been fascinated by them, and he has also been to many antique markets, and knows many master sculptors, but most of these famous master sculptors are men.

Occasionally, there are also female sculptors, who are more exquisite in craftsmanship, but their works have lost their spirituality and are not well-known.

The objects carved by Song Weiyi, the snuff bottle and the birthday boy, are very spiritual. Even if she can't achieve the perfection of a master sculptor in details, she is already a leader in the carving world.

Song Weiwei leaned on the workbench, with her hands propped on the edge of the table beside her, "I liked drawing when I was a child, and then I was very interested in sculpture under the influence of an elder. Later, by chance, I met Master Mu Yi, who accepted me. As a closed disciple, pass on the mantle."

Li Baihan nodded thoughtfully, "When Master Muyi was young, the carving market was in a downturn. To make a living, he took on a lot of jobs, and his eyes were damaged. In recent years, he has not published any works. The old man once thought it was a pity, No one can pass on his mantle, I never thought that when he went to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate, he even accepted a closed disciple."

Song Weiwei looked down at her toes, "Maybe it's fate."

"Weiwei also likes carving very much." Li Baihan said suddenly.

Song Weiwei's heart stopped beating, and when she looked up at him, she met his gaze, she curled her lips, and a clear look appeared in her eyes, "No wonder you always think of me as Mrs Li, so we even have the same hobbies .”

Li Baihan looked at her quietly, she was too calm to see any flaws, he lowered his eyelids, "Well, I don't deny it, you are the person I have met the most like her in the past six years."

Song Weiwei smiled, "Mr. Li, you are so honest, are you not afraid that I have ideas?"

"Will you be jealous?" Li Baihan looked calm, and he didn't shy away from mentioning Song Weiwei in front of her. The woman who made him live in remorse and regret until now became a cinnabar mole that he couldn't erase from his heart.

Song Weiwei smiled and shook her head, she didn't love him, why would she be jealous?

Li Baihan looked at the smile on her face, feeling inexplicably off-putting, she didn't love him, he knew very well in his heart, but he didn't understand, since she didn't love him, why would she want to sleep with him?

To conceive a genetically superior child?
Li Baihan frowned, and suddenly remembered that he had never met Song Chenchen's father before. Could it be that she randomly found a man with excellent genes to give birth to Song Chenchen?

Thinking of this, his heart felt like a lump of ice was stuffed in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Song Weiwei stood up straight, "President Li, it's getting late, you should rest, I'll go to the children's room and have a squeeze with Chenchen."

She turned and lifted her foot, but the man grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, and pressed her on the workbench, "Song Weiyi..."

He was very close, his thin lips were almost pressed against her ears, and the scorching breath came over, accompanied by his deep voice, which made her calves go weak for a while.

"you……"

The man bit her ear, the heat between his lips and teeth made Song Weiwei's scalp numb, and her breathing became stagnant. What was he doing?
Li Baihan was satisfied to hear her gasp, and there was a touch of evil in her voice, "It's late at night, lonely men and widows, we don't do anything, as if we are sorry for the good time."

Song Weiwei was shaking violently. This man is definitely good at teasing people. She raised her hand to his chest and wrapped her fingers around his tie, "Mr. Li, you said before that you will never have any relationship with me for no apparent reason. ,you forgot?"

Li Baihan held her waist with both hands, feeling her body trembling in his palm, he was suddenly a little distracted.

"This time and the other."

Song Weiwei: "..."

This person's standard depends on his mood. When he is happy, he will be here and there, and if he is not happy, he will act as if he is not a father.

Just as she was thinking, she was suddenly picked up by the man by the waist and placed on the workbench.

His kiss fell and sealed her slightly parted lips due to surprise. The man kissed fiercely without giving her any room to think.

Song Weiwei couldn't stand it at all, her fingers on the man's chest curled up slightly.

The bright moon is shining outside the window, and the night wind comes in with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

After a while, the lips of the two separated, and Li Baihan's forehead was pressed against hers, and his hot breath sprayed on her face, "Song Weiyi, do you want to have my child?"

Song Weiwei's heart palpited for a moment, her legs began to weaken, "You..."

Li Baihan let her go, turned around, went to the bed and sat down. He leaned on the bed, hooked his fingers at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here, please me yourself."

Song Weiwei bit her lower lip, the atmosphere was obviously very good, as long as she let nature take its course, he just played like this.

If she was willing to go out of her way, it would not be impossible for her to please him in the past, but when she thought of taking the initiative, she retreated in her heart.

The last night at the hotel, he tormented her so much that she almost lost half her life.

Looking at the man now, he exudes male hormones, and his whole body is extremely aggressive, like a dormant beast, making every cell in her body tremble.

"I, I'll go to the bathroom first." After Song Weiwei finished speaking, she jumped off the workbench, her heels softened, and she quickly supported the edge of the table.

A man's low laughter came from behind her, and she fled into the bathroom in a futile way.

She put down the toilet seat and sat on the toilet seat in a daze. What the hell was she talking about?With such a good opportunity tonight, as long as she is sure that she is pregnant, she can take Chenchen far away.

But it was obviously a matter of closing her eyes and opening them again, but she flinched.

She didn't know how long she had been in the bathroom, but when she finally plucked up the courage to go out, Li Baihan had already fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

She stood by the bed and looked at the man with his head tilted against the pillow, breathing evenly. She couldn't tell whether she was relieved or disappointed.

She sighed, helped him to lie down, and pulled the quilt over him.

Just as she was about to turn around and go out, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist and whispered softly, "Weiwei, don't go..."