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

Song Chenchen's eyes lit up suddenly, he raised his chin, looked at Song Weiwei happily and said, "Mummy, can we live with Shushu?"

Song Weiwei regretted it as soon as she said it, and seeing Song Chenchen's expectant face, she said helplessly, "Next time, Chenchen can ask Shushu if he would like to live with us."

"yeah!"

Song Chenchen excitedly jumped three feet high, startling Song Weiwei, fearing that he would hit the coffee table, she quickly hugged him back into her arms.

Song Chenchen threw herself on Song Weiwei, and kissed her madly in the face.

The little guy's lips were soft, and there was still saliva on the cheek when he kissed him. She quickly dodged, but she couldn't hold back his excitement and enthusiasm, and was kissed several times in a daze.

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, her silver bell-like laughter was full of joy.

Aunt Rong watched the mother and son being intimate, and an aunt's smile slowly appeared on her face.

At night, Song Weiwei put Song Chenchen to sleep. She sat by the bed, looked at his flushed cheeks, leaned over and kissed him, "Good night, baby."

She got up and walked to the door, and turned off the headlights, leaving only a small night light.

Under the orange light, the child fell into a deep sleep, and vaguely heard his gentle breathing, Song Weiwei closed the door and walked into the living room.

Aunt Rong sat on the sofa and watched TV.

The sound of the TV was very low. Song Weiwei sat down and looked at the TV. An anti-Japanese drama was playing on it. Aunt Rong handed her the remote control board.

"Change the channel by yourself if you want to watch something."

Song Weiwei shook her head. She sat cross-legged on the sofa and hugged a pillow in her arms. She stared at the TV. Not all anti-Japanese dramas were divine dramas, but there were some excellent ones.

This play is about the heroine who was separated from her beloved during the War of Resistance Against Japan. Her lover participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan, and finally survived in a thrilling manner. Then, in order to obtain the Japanese army's combat plan, she became a pretender.

At the same time, the heroine survived the harsh living environment and became a member of the underground party, also coming to get the battle plan.

The two are in two camps, but the purpose is the same.When they reunited, the hero has not changed at all, but the heroine has changed a lot.

The male protagonist saw that the female protagonist was still not sure if she was his first love, so he tested her in various ways, and the rivalry between the two was very attractive.

Aunt Rong said: "The male lead is so stupid, why hasn't he recognized the female lead, she looks exactly the same as before, and she can't be recognized with makeup?"

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing when she heard her complaining, "Aunt Rong, you have to be patient in following the drama."

"I've been waiting for them to reunite since they separated in the first episode. When they finally reunited, they just didn't recognize each other. I was so anxious to see them."

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, Aunt Rong was a true portrayal of a drama chaser.

In the middle of the advertisement, Aunt Rong turned to her and asked her, "Song Song, how are you and Mr. Li doing? I think he really cares about you. Will you get back together?"

Song Weiwei was startled, then shook her head, "No!"

She gave a firm answer, not to be questioned, and Aunt Rong sighed, "Mr. Li doesn't look like such a heartless person, did he have some misunderstanding back then?"

"Aunt Rong," Song Weiwei called her, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed, and you should go to bed earlier."

After all, she got up and walked to the master bedroom.

Aunt Rong looked at her back and sighed helplessly. She thought Song Song and Li Baihan were so close, and asked Chenchen if she wanted to live with Li Baihan, and she already planned to forgive him in her heart.

Unexpectedly, she didn't intend to get back together with him at all.

Although even if she is pregnant with a second child, the Song family will take good care of their mother and child, but some love can only be given by the father.

No matter how much others give, it is not as good as my father's company.

But what happened back then, even if there was any misunderstanding, the fact that Mr. Li abandoned Song Song was a firm fact, not to mention that Song Song didn't forgive him, and the Song family wouldn't forgive him either.

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Song Weiwei returned to the bedroom and was just about to go to the bathroom to wash up when her cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Li Baihan's video invitation, she hung up expressionlessly.

Two seconds after hanging up, the video invitation was sent again.

Song Weiwei hung up in seconds.

She didn't want to make a video call with Li Baihan, and she had nothing to say to him.

However, the man persevered, and the video invitation was sent again in seconds. Song Weiwei was irritated, she pressed her finger to the green button to connect, and asked impatiently, "Are you annoying?"

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, and teased, "You're so angry, do you want me to help you clear it up?"

Song Weiwei couldn't help rolling her eyes, the video froze for a few seconds, just when Song Weiwei rolled her eyes, Li Baihan raised her hand to stop it.

The way someone rolls their eyes is also pretty.

"What's the use of President Li making three video calls in a row, I'm very busy." Song Weiwei took the phone and switched the camera to prevent Li Baihan from seeing her.

"Huh?" Li Baihan quickly stopped, "What are you doing with the furniture, I want to see you!"

Song Weiwei frowned, not sure why he could ask her so confidently, she said, "If you have something to say, just say it, I'm going to take a bath."

Li Baihan's eyes lit up when she heard that she wanted to take a bath, "Then you take your phone to the bathroom, I want to see it."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Li Baihan's mind was full of beautiful pictures of Song Weiwei in the bathroom, and the phone screen flickered, and it returned to the dialog interface.

He hooked his lips, and someone was shy.

He re-clicked the video invitation until it automatically hung up, but there was no answer. He didn't believe in evil, so he dialed several times.

He didn't put down his phone regrettably until he was sure that Song Weiwei would not accept his video invitation again.

He leaned on the back of the sofa, feeling as if his heart had been scratched by a cat's paw. He couldn't calm down when doing anything, he had to see Song Weiwei.

He was afraid that if he didn't look at her, she would disappear again.

After Song Weiwei came out of the shower, she wiped her hair and walked to the bed. After struggling for a second, she lifted the pillow and picked up the mobile phone stuffed under the pillow.

There were more than a dozen reminders on WeChat that the video invitation was over, and she frowned. Li Baihan's situation was not right, and he never thought he was so clingy before.

She put down her phone and continued to rub her hair.

After wiping her hair half dry, she found a hair dryer to dry it, then sat down at the workbench, picked up the half-carved jade and started carving.

Sculpting calms her down.

Master Muyi once said that she is the one who is the easiest to calm down among his disciples. Sculpture is particularly boring, and the hearts of modern people are particularly impetuous.

Not many people can calm down and do one thing repeatedly, so many talented people in sculpture can't bear loneliness or take advantage of opportunities or change their careers in the end.

In short, there are very few people who persist until the end.

However, Song Weiwei felt that carving was a very interesting and fulfilling thing, and it was a magical thing to carve a piece of ordinary jade into an exquisite work of art.

That's why she was obsessed with carving.

Half an hour later, Song Weiwei faintly heard the ringing of her mobile phone. She put down the carving knife, got up and walked to the big bed. She picked up the mobile phone and saw that it was Li Baihan calling.

She frowned and hung up the phone.

The next second, the doorbell rang outside the door, which was very abrupt in the quiet night.

Song Weiwei glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, who would come at this time?She struggled for a while, fearing that the doorbell would wake Song Chenchen, she opened the door and walked out.

She walked through the corridor, came to the entrance, turned on the video phone, and saw that handsome face appeared inside, she pursed her red lips slightly, "Can't you sleep?"

Li Baihan saw that it was getting late at first, so he didn't expect to disturb her, but after he got outside the door, he realized that he missed her even more.

He originally planned to make a phone call. If she fell asleep, he would stay outside the door for a while and go back. If she didn't sleep, he would meet her before leaving.

But at this moment, he only heard her voice, and he was thinking like crazy, and he didn't want to go back.

"Well, insomnia, I came to ask you for a cup of coffee." The man's brows were innocent, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes, and he didn't feel soft-hearted just by looking at him.

Song Weiwei didn't plan to open the door for him, "You drink coffee for insomnia, don't you owe it?"

Li Baihan leaned on the wall with one hand, his face was a little closer to the surveillance camera, almost covering the entire videophone, but he was clearly slapped with his face, and he still had no dead angles in 360 degrees, so handsome that everyone was angry.

"You open the door, I'll let you smoke."

Song Weiwei: "..."

In order to coax her to let him in, he was desperate.

"It's too late. The family is full of orphans and widows. It's really inconvenient for you to come in. Please come back." Song Weiwei rejected him steadfastly.

Li Baihan grinds his back molars, this girl's mouth is absolutely free, she is still alive, how could they become orphans and widows?

"If you don't open the door, then I will continue to ring the doorbell." Li Baihan had no choice but to use his trump card.

Song Weiwei stared at him, seeing that he really raised his hand to ring the doorbell, she had no choice but to compromise, went to the door and opened the anti-theft door, saw Li Baihan standing outside the door, she gritted her teeth and said: "Does your staff know that you are such a rascal? ?”

There was a smile in Li Baihan's eyes, "They don't know, only you know."

After finishing speaking, he walked over her sideways, changed into slippers at the entrance, and went in. The wall lamp was on in the living room, and the light was dim. He looked at Song Weiwei who had closed the door and put on the anti-theft chain again, "Are they all asleep?"

Song Weiwei raised her hand and tapped her wrist, "Don't you check the time when President Li comes, it's almost twelve o'clock."

"Oh."

He sat down on the sofa, Song Weiwei followed, seeing that he really seemed to be begging for a cup of coffee, she turned and went into the kitchen.

Her house has instant coffee, which tastes pretty good. When she wants to refresh herself at night, fearing that the sound of grinding coffee beans will disturb Chenchen and Aunt Rong's rest, she will drink a pack of instant coffee.

She made instant coffee and came out. The man who was sitting on the sofa in the living room disappeared, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at the entrance.

There was a pair of men's leather shoes on the floor of the entrance, and no one left.

With complicated emotions, she turned and walked to the bedroom.

Li Baihan was sitting on the bedside, with a pillow behind him. He was holding a book in his hand, which was placed on the bedside table. It should be the one Song Weiwei was reading recently.

The book contains the life of a French engraver and his life's works, and Song Weiwei took notes on it.

Li Baihan looked at her delicate and beautiful handwriting, only to realize that her current handwriting is completely different from the handwriting of six years ago. Six years ago, her handwriting was in Song style, which was more gentle and soft. Now the handwriting is in Xingkai, and the handwriting is more elegant and unrestrained .

She even changed the font, which shows that she wants to completely change her appearance and not want to be recognized by him.

Footsteps came from the door of the bedroom, Li Baihan raised his eyes from the book, and saw her walking over with coffee, the mellow aroma of coffee filled the air.

Li Baihan raised the corner of his mouth, "You didn't give me bitter gourd juice today, did you?"

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously, but seeing that he was teasing and had no other meaning, she frowned, "If you want to let go, you have to let Dichlorvos go."

Li Baihan: "..."

He took the coffee and saw the white foam floating on the top of the coffee, so he knew it was instant coffee. He glanced at her, "I'll come over at night, so you give me instant coffee?"

Isn't he worth a cup of freshly ground coffee?

Song Weiwei sneered, "It's good to have instant food to treat you. If you want to drink freshly ground food, there is a cafe outside the community. You can drink whatever you want."

Li Baihan: "..."

He took a sip, and the taste was not as bad as he imagined. He took another two sips, held the cup and looked at her, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Song Weiwei walked to the workbench and put on the goggles again, "The delivery date is approaching, I have to get the things out, or I won't be able to catch up with the gift-giving time."

The sound of the carving knife cutting across the jade came from my ear, but the sound was not loud.

Li Baihan looked at the woman sitting in front of the workbench. She lowered her head slightly and was engrossed in carving. Such a focused appearance made him a little bit apprehensive.

From the moment he entered the door until now, she has never looked at him with such eyes.

Holding the coffee cup, he unknowingly finished a cup of coffee, while Song Weiwei continued to sculpt. He found that once she entered the state of sculpting, she would reach a state of complete ecstasy.

He leaned against the head of the bed, staring at her, unknowingly sleepy, he yawned, wanted to ask her when she would sleep, but was afraid of disturbing her.

He took off his clothes and trousers in twos and got into the quilt. Originally, he wanted to look at her for a while, but his head was stained with the pillow, and his nose was filled with the reassuring milk fragrance from her body. He fell asleep very quickly.

Song Weiwei carved today's part, her neck was so sore, she raised her hand and rubbed her neck, and when she turned around, she saw the man lying on her bed sleeping very soundly.

He didn't move. She thought he left after drinking coffee, but she didn't expect him to sleep directly on her bed.

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips. It was obviously not realistic to wake him up and drive him back at this moment. She struggled for a few minutes, but still did not wake him up.

She tidied up the workbench, turned off the lamp, went around to the other side of the bed and lay down under the quilt.

She turned off the light, and the room was immediately plunged into darkness. There was light coming in through the gaps in the blackout curtains, so the room wasn't so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

She stared at the ceiling, listening to the man's even and long breathing, Li Baihan's attitude towards her became more and more strange, such a behavior of coming to her house to sleep in the middle of the night had never happened before.

She turned her head to look at him, only to find that the man who was sleeping with his back to her just now was lying flat.

She was stunned, the man was quiet for a few minutes, and turned to her sideways, obviously the distance between them could accommodate two adults, but he moved to her side in a few moments, his slender arms wrapped around her belly , and hugged her in his arms.

The other leg rested on her, and his foot landed on her instep. While she was dumbfounded, he completed the whole process of confining her in his arms.