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

Song Weiwei was blocked by him in the cramped space, and was forced to raise her head and endure his thunderous plunder, until her lips were red and swollen from his bite, causing a burst of burning pain.

She couldn't bear to push him away, tilting her head and panting.

Li Baihan didn't know if it was a good kiss or not, but he didn't force her anymore, and stood a step away from her to watch her panting.

His eyes are deep, and the fire light is beating secretly, like a beast trying to plunder its prey, with an urgent desire to conquer, trying to make her submit to his charm.

Song Weiwei's eyes were slightly red, and it took her a long time to breathe less quickly. The air was silent and ambiguous, and the man's gaze on her seemed to eat her.

He said he wanted to eat people.

Sure enough, he didn't bluff her!
After her breathing calmed down, she stared at him in embarrassment, "President Li's way of welcoming people is too warm, I can't stand it."

Li Baihan put his hands in his pockets, his handsome face was full of gangster anger, "This is too much? If I really bring you to bed, don't you cry and beg for mercy?"

"you!"

Song Weiwei's ears were burning hot, and she stared at him intently. This rascal seemed to be killing him. She pursed her lips, and her voice sounded a little bit aggrieved.

"Obviously you were the one who started the cold war with me, so it's fine to bully others now, and humiliate me."

There was a suspicious glint in her eyes, and after saying this, she turned her head aside again, as if she was suppressing the grievance in her heart, and refused to show weakness in front of others.

Li Baihan's heart ached, he took a step forward, hugged her into his arms helplessly, and patted her on the back lightly, "Okay, okay, I didn't mean to humiliate you, just flirting, flirting..."

Seeing his appearance, people in the mall probably couldn't believe that a man who has always been ruthless has such a helpless side.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyebrows to hide the slyness in her eyes. When dealing with Li Baihan, she would naturally not go head-to-head with him, because this person has always been soft rather than tough.

As long as she pretended to be about to cry, he would soften three points first.

"You're too bad, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Song Weiwei endured the turmoil in her heart, and forced herself to say this extremely sweet sentence.

The corner of Li Baihan's mouth curled up into a smile, "Didn't I love you?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

Scumbag, if you are violent, you will be violent, say what hurts or not!

Seeing that she was silent, Li Baihan stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and his eyes fell on her red and swollen lips. He really lost control just now.

Her lips were bitten red and bloodshot, and there were still two tooth marks on it, all of which were the marks left by him. He felt distressed, but there was a bit of deformed pleasure, and the mixture made his mouth dry. Dry tongue.

He hugged her into his arms, stroked her back patiently with his palm, and finally stopped on Song Weiwei's neck.

A shudder ran from the back of her neck to her whole body, Song Weiwei was like a cat that had been sucked seven inches, wishing it could soften into a puddle of water.

She obediently leaned into his arms, with the clear hormonal breath of the man lingering in her nostrils, she felt dizzy for a moment.

After a while, Li Baihan let go of her, held her hand in one hand, picked up snacks in the other, and walked to the rest area by the French windows.

Song Weiwei followed him obediently, and sat down on one of the sofas. Li Baihan sat beside her, and unwrapped the package carelessly.

The afternoon snacks at Starbucks are exquisite, but a bit sweet. Li Baihan twisted a piece and took a bite himself, frowning, as if it was too sweet.

He rolled his eyes and fed the snack to Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei looked at the snack that was handed to her mouth. There were teeth marks from the man's bite on it. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, thinking that she even ate her saliva. What is eating what he ate?
She opened her mouth obediently and ate the half of the snack.

"What have you been up to these days?"

"Busy about the studio, the police didn't find any evidence for the fire. They said that the fire was caused by a short circuit. It is estimated that this matter will not be resolved in the end."

Li Baihan inserted the straw into the cup, the dessert was so sweet that he had to drink some coffee to dilute the cloying sweetness in his mouth.

"The police only talk about the evidence in handling the case. If they can't find any other evidence, there is no need to drag this case on. What are you going to do?"

"The case is closed, the studio can't be delayed. I have to renovate and open before I go to the United States. Fortunately, the loss is not heavy. Master's posthumous works have not been damaged. It is a blessing in misfortune." Song Weiwei said.

Li Baihan nodded, "If there's anything I can help with, just ask."

Song Weiwei smiled, "Not yet, my dad has sent someone to take charge of the reinstallation, and it should be done before I leave."

"How long does it take to go to the United States to compete?"

"At least a week, at most half a month. This time, the new competition system has been changed, and on-site carvings are required, so that the contestants cannot cheat, so it takes a little longer. In addition, there are still some trivial matters to be done before and after the competition. It will probably take more than a week before I come back."

Li Baihan turned the cup in his hand, "Are you going alone?"

Song Weiwei glanced at him, and then her eyes fell on his hand that was turning the cup. His knuckles were well-proportioned, and they were extraordinarily slender by the dark blue cup.

Her thoughts drifted away, thinking of the trembling feeling when he pinched the back of her neck just now, her eyes wandered.

"Well, what happened?"

Li Baihan raised his lips and smiled, "It's nothing."

She would have to go for ten days and a half a month. In fact, thinking about it, this time is not long, but to him, seeing each other every day is like three autumns.

How could she go away for ten days and half a month, she clearly had to go for 30 years.

The panic in his heart gripped his heart tightly, and he looked up at her, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Song Weiwei said, "I booked a hotel."

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, heard her unfinished words, but pretended to be innocent, "Oh, why book a hotel?"

Song Weiwei glanced at him, she was sure that this man was pretending, she brushed her hair, looked out of the french window, the setting sun was slanting to the west, and the golden afterglow fell on the window, casting a golden light all over the place.

"Eat, what else can I do?"

Li Baihan: "..."

But in the end they didn't go to the hotel. Li Baihan took her back to the house he just bought, which was a single-family villa not far from Song's residence.

The villa is two floors small, with its own garden swimming pool, and it is well-decorated. It has been two days since Li Baihan moved in, and nothing has been added to the villa. It looks deserted and less popular.

Li Baihan led her in, "This place is only 5 minutes away from your home, we will live together in the future, you can go home anytime you want."

Song Weiwei looked at him in surprise, "When did you buy it?"

"In the past two days of fighting with you, the company plans to open up the market in Jiangcheng. I will come here often in the future. It is not comfortable to stay in a hotel. It is said that this is the most high-end villa area in Jiangcheng. Both the property and the security and privacy are top-notch. "Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei naturally knew the advantages of the villa area. What surprised her was why Li Baihan bought a villa here, and why did he want to live here for a long time?

Do not!
She also thought about taking Chenchen to hide after borrowing the seeds, and coming back after three to five years. If he lived here and waited, even if she escaped for three to five years, he would still be here.

The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became, "You mean you want to settle here?"

Li Baihan stared into her eyes, "Song Song, what is our relationship now?"

"Ah?" Song Weiwei was caught off guard by his question, and was momentarily stunned.

Li Baihan narrowed his eyes, ever since he knew that she reappeared in front of him, it was for his seed, he knew that once she succeeded, she would leave him.

But if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple.

Now that he bought the house here, any movement of the Song family is under his nose, so he wants to see how she still runs away?
He asked again patiently, "What is our relationship now?"

Song Weiwei didn't even think about it, "The relationship between the boss and the secretary."

Li Baihan's eyes narrowed, they kissed and touched, they did everything they could and couldn't do, and she actually said that they were the relationship between the boss and the secretary.

It really makes no sense!

Song Weiwei watched his expression carefully, and when she saw that he was unhappy, she quickly shook her head, "It's the relationship between the boss and the secretary in romance novels."

She remembered that when she was in college, there was a girl in the same dormitory who liked to read romance novels, and there was a meme that lasted for a long time.

If you have something to do as a secretary, if you have nothing to do as a secretary.

It's kind of embarrassing to think about it.

Li Baihan's eyes dimmed a little, not because he knew the stalk, but simply because of the words "romance novel", his thoughts diverged, and he felt that what she said should be coaxing him.

"So what's the problem with me settling down here?" Li Baihan asked back.

Song Weiwei was asked by him. He was worth hundreds of billions, so he naturally settled down wherever he wanted, but it was outrageous for him to settle in front of her house.

"no problem."

Li Baihan led her upstairs to visit the room. At the end of the corridor was the study room, and the children's room was next to the study room. Song Weiwei could tell that the children's room had been carefully decorated, with the walls made of upholstery and the floor covered with thick carpets.

Even the wall stickers were prepared according to Song Chenchen's preferences.

Song Weiwei stood at the door of the children's room, she said, "Why did you prepare a room for Chenchen?"

Li Baihan said: "When I settle down here, I will take Chenchen to live here. Doesn't he like me very much, and he is definitely willing to live with me."

Song Weiwei looked up at him, "But he is my child with someone else, do you mind?"

Li Baihan was also lowering his eyes to look at her, maybe it was because of the light, a dark light flashed in his eyes, "What kind of person is he?"

After Song Weiwei looked at him for a few seconds, she felt guilty. She pretended to walk to the bed, avoiding his gaze, "He's not a very good person."

Li Baihan felt as if a piece of ice had been stuffed into his heart, and his breathing was immediately frozen.

If Song Weiwei looked back at him at this time, she would definitely see the clues, but she had a guilty conscience and missed it.

Li Baihan's mouth was bitter, in her heart, he was not a very good person.

Also!

How high could she think of him when he treated her like that back then?
Song Weiwei bent down and gently stroked the quilt cover on the small bed. The pure cotton quilt cover felt soft and waxy, just like a child's skin, which shows that Li Baihan really put his heart into it.

He loves children so much, if Song Chenchen grows up with him, he should be the happiest child in the world.

Unfortunately……

She collected her thoughts, stood up straight, and turned to look at Li Baihan, "I'm a little hungry, let's go down."

Li Baihan sorted out his emotions, not letting Song Weiwei see the slightest clue, he said, "Okay."

The two of them went downstairs to the kitchen together. The refrigerator was already filled with fresh vegetables and meat. Song Weiwei's fur and evening dress were really not suitable for cooking.

Li Baihan didn't let her do anything, but let her watch from the side.

Song Weiwei couldn't laugh or cry, "I booked a five-star hotel to treat you to dinner. If you don't eat, you have to come back and ask me to make it for you. Now I won't let me do it."

"It's rare for you to wear such a beautiful dress. How can there be any reason for you to cook?" Li Baihan glanced at the slim dress on her body, the neckline was cut low, and the scenery on her chest was unobstructed.

He is crazy to let her go out dressed like this.

Song Weiwei was still thinking about inviting him to dinner. She looked down at her clothes and said, "Do you have sportswear or something? I'll go up and change, and I'll come down to help you with chores."

Li Baihan felt that standing there like that was the most beautiful scenery in his eyes, but he couldn't stop her enthusiasm. He said, "Go to the cloakroom of the master bedroom, you can wear all my clothes."

Song Weiwei snorted twice, turned and walked out of the kitchen.

When they came to the master bedroom, Song Weiwei was stunned. They had only visited the study and children's room just now, and they hadn't had time to visit the master bedroom.

At this moment, she was standing at the door, looking at the furnishings in the master bedroom, as if she had returned to seven years ago. After the wedding, she was carried into the master bedroom by Li Baihan.

That was the first time she went to their new house. At that time, she was full of happiness, but she stayed alone for a year.

She frowned, feeling ominous.

Why did Li Baihan reproduce the new house on Guangyu Mountain here? Was it to test her? If so, she would be exposed if she showed concern.

Song Weiwei felt cold all over, and didn't go to the cloakroom inside, turned around and left the master bedroom in a hurry.

Li Baihan waited downstairs for a while and prepared all the dishes, but he didn't see the woman who said she wanted to help come back. When he walked out of the kitchen, he saw the woman standing on the stairs in a daze.

He strolled over and looked up at her, "Why are you standing here in a daze, didn't you find any clothes?"

Song Weiwei regained her senses, the resentment in her eyes hadn't completely disappeared, she looked down at the man who was a few steps away, and said, "I thought about it, it's not appropriate for me to wear your clothes."

Li Baihan frowned, "What?"

Song Weiwei had already looked away, "It's nothing, I'll cook for you."

After finishing speaking, she walked down the steps slowly, the skirt swept across Li Baihan's instep, she passed him, Li Baihan grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back to his side.

"Song Song, are you unhappy?"

The master bedroom was decorated according to their original new house, and he spent a lot of effort to find all the furnishings, but at this moment, it seemed that she was not happy.

He seemed to be self-defeating.

Song Weiwei didn't look at him, but stared at a certain place on the carpet, and said softly, "I'm not unhappy, maybe I'm hungry, I feel like my stomach has begun to digest me."