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

Song Weiwei's squinted eyes opened instantly, and she struggled to sit up from the bed, the pain in her waist made her groan.

Mother Song's voice suddenly became anxious, "Song Song, what's wrong, where did you hit?"

"No, no," Song Weiwei rubbed her waist with one hand. Last night Li Baihan didn't know why he went crazy, and he was too ruthless. Later, she even crawled into the bathroom, but couldn't escape his claws.

Thinking of this, her cheeks were stained with a blush.

Song's mother probably guessed something, and said: "Song Song, you are not in good health, young people should be more restrained, even if you want to get pregnant, you don't have to work so hard."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She blushed so much that she was about to bleed, and changed the subject, "Mom, Chenchen and I overslept, and we won't go to kindergarten today. I'll call their teacher to ask for leave later."

"I've already invited you, just to ask what's the matter with you, then you can continue to sleep, come back for lunch... take him with you." Mother Song hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

Song Weiwei stared blankly at the phone, and didn't realize what "bring him" meant for a moment, but after a while she realized that it meant bringing Li Baihan.

Song Weiwei actually didn't want Li Baihan and the Song family to get too close. Sooner or later, they would break up. At that time, the current closeness would only add to the sadness.

She scratched her hair and looked at Song Chenchen who was sleeping soundly next to her. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After taking a shower, Song Chenchen was no longer on the bed, the quilt was neatly spread, and her mobile phone was placed on the bedside table.

She took her mobile phone and went out. As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard voices coming from downstairs. She went down half of the stairs but didn't see anyone.

When we got to the first floor and turned a corner, we saw one big and one small having fun in the game area.

A city fortress was built in front of the two of them, and Song Chenchen held a fighter jet that he had built himself, and whispered, "Boom...boom...the fighter jet is coming..."

Li Baihan was wearing home clothes, with soft brows and eyes, he completely lost the expression he had when he was fighting fiercely on her last night, and looked at Song Chenchen with doting eyes.

Hearing the movement here, he turned his head.

The eyes of the two touched lightly in the air, and memories of last night flooded Song Weiwei's mind, full of yellow waste.

She coughed lightly, stood up straight and walked over, "When did Chenchen wake up?"

Song Chenchen raised her small face and looked at her eagerly, her voice was clear and milky, "Mommy, I didn't see you when I woke up, so I came downstairs to find you."

Song Weiwei leaned over and touched his head, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I want to wait for you to eat together." Song Chenchen put down the fighter jet, and Li Baihan stretched out his hand to help him stand up, his gaze fell on Song Weiwei, with a sense of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Did you sleep well?" The man's voice was low.

Song Weiwei raised her hand and brushed the hair on her cheeks behind her ears. She could no longer avoid his gaze, so she could only look at him, "Yeah."

"Is there any discomfort?" Li Baihan asked.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids, the man's eyes were too hot, she couldn't keep looking at him, "Well, it's okay."

Li Baihan walked to her side, and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Last night you said it hurts, but I was still worried, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Song Weiwei choked on her own saliva, she raised her eyes and stared at the innocent and pure man, thinking that what was he talking about, this man was so shameless.

Song Chenchen didn't hear them talking. When he saw Song Weiwei coughing, he stood on tiptoe and raised his little hand high, trying to pat her on the back.

The watery eyes were full of concern, "Mummy, do you have a cold? I'll pat you to stop coughing."

Song Weiwei choked until tears came out, Li Baihan stretched out his hand to comfort her, leaned into her ear and said shamelessly, "I was very satisfied last night."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Satisfied you bastard!
Until after breakfast, Song Weiwei was still awkward when she saw Li Baihan. She is not alone today, and she has to go to the studio after breakfast.

Recently, there are too many orders backlogged in her hands, coupled with the serious shortage of goods in the studio store, she has to recruit a few more engraving designers.

Only when there are works on the cabinet can customers be retained.

Li Baihan prepared her outing clothes in the villa, and after breakfast, she went upstairs to change. When she went downstairs, Song Chenchen was reading a picture book.

She didn't know where these picture books came from, so she took the time to look through them, which was very beneficial for Song Chenchen's age group.

Li Baihan was beside him, with a laptop in front of him, probably dealing with work, "Do you want to go out?"

"Well, there are a few interviews in the afternoon." Song Weiwei said, looking at Song Chenchen, "Chenchen, be good, don't cause trouble for Shushu, Mommy will pick you up in the afternoon."

Before Song Chenchen could speak, Li Baihan closed the computer and said, "I'll drive you there."

"No, I called Uncle Xu, he came to pick me up, you can stay at home with Chenchen." As for the fact that her mother said to take him back for dinner, she pretended not to know.

Song Weiwei went out with her bag. The garden was full of roses. She didn't notice it when she came last night. Only now did she see that the roses in the yard were in full bloom. They were so red in the morning sun.

She stopped in her footsteps, and Li Baihan, who came out after her, followed her gaze, and also saw the red roses fluttering in the wind in the garden.

He slowly walked to her side, "I don't know when it opened, I didn't even pay attention."

Song Weiwei turned her head, but saw him passing her by, went to the garden, picked a red rose with morning dew on it, turned and walked towards her.

At that moment, Song Weiwei was so panicked that she wanted to turn around and run away, but her feet were firmly planted on the ground.

Li Baihan gave her the rose, his eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, which was a little scary, "Song Song, I give it to you, I..."

Song Weiwei quickly took the flowers, and before he finished speaking, she hurriedly turned around and walked out, "I'm going to be late, let's go first."

Li Baihan watched her quickly cross the yard and open the door to go out, the light in his eyes dimmed, is he a poisonous snake and beast?

She is so afraid of him!

Song Weiwei got into the car and told Uncle Xu to drive. She leaned on the back of the chair and let out a heavy breath. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the red rose in her hand, and her heart was still beating irregularly.

Uncle Xu glanced at the rearview mirror and saw her staring at the roses in a daze, so Uncle Xu smiled, "Song Song, who sent the red roses, I heard that one represents a lifetime, you young people are quite romantic .”

Song Weiwei's heart was burned by the phrase "forever and ever", she threw the rose aside and stopped looking at it, "Uncle Xu, do you still know this?"

"I didn't know about it at first, but I heard the second young master mention it."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Song Yuanzhuo has been in puppy love since junior high school. Except for the time when he was working hard in Beicheng, he had no girlfriend, and there were women around him.

Compared with Song Yuanzhuo, Song Yuheng is much more devoted, waiting for his first love to come back wholeheartedly.

Uncle Xu saw that she didn't seem to want to talk, so he said, "If you are tired, go to sleep for a while, and I will call you when I arrive."

"It's okay, Uncle Xu, I'm not sleepy." Song Weiwei said lightly.

The car slowly drove out of the villa area and merged into the traffic flow.

*
Song Yuheng had just finished an operation and finished dealing with his family members. He went to the public bathroom to take a shower, wiped his hair, and came out with a bottle of milk in front of him.

His gaze slid over the bony finger and landed on the face of the person in front of him. The person was about his age, with short chestnut hair, and looked at him with crooked smiling eyes.

"What are you looking at me for? Drink it quickly. Your brain surgery lasted more than ten hours. Are you exhausted?" Li Qingcheng inserted the straw and passed the milk to his mouth.

Song Yuheng stepped back, took the milk, and thanked her.

Li Qingcheng hooked his lips, "Why are you being polite to me, maybe we will become in-laws in the future, everyone should help each other."

Song Yuheng took a sip of the milk, but he didn't know where he bought it. It tasted different from the canned milk he usually drank, and the taste of this milk was stronger.

"Whether we will be in-laws or not will be decided after Mr. Li catches up with my sister." Song Yuheng said lightly.

Li Qingcheng walked forward side by side with him, "Actually, my brother had a desperate need... Okay, okay, I won't speak for him, so don't stare at me."

Song Yuheng withdrew his gaze, paused for a moment, then turned to look at Li Qingcheng, "When did you know?"

The two of them knew exactly what Song Yuheng was asking, Li Qingcheng scratched his head, looking a little naive, "That's what my brother told me, besides, I'm a little discerning anyway, my brother sent someone to go crazy like a while ago I was looking for my sister-in-law, but suddenly I stopped looking, and I also relied on a girl who looked a little like my sister-in-law, and this girl blocked the knife for him, I understood immediately."

"Hehe!" Song Yuheng sneered.

Seeing his attitude, Li Qingcheng smiled and said: "My brother was quite a scum back then, it's better to let him suffer a little now, don't be angry."

Song Yuheng said: "I have nothing to be angry about. You tell your brother that he wants to marry Song Song from our family. In the next life."

Li Qingcheng: "..."

The angry doctor Song is so handsome!

He said cautiously: "Doctor Song, if you are angry with my brother, you won't blame me, right? We are still good colleagues and buddies, right?"

Song Yuheng raised his eyes, glanced at him proudly, and said, "Our family's rule is to practice consecutive sittings."

Li Qingcheng: "..."

"Thank you." Song Yuheng shook the milk in his hand and strode away. Li Qingcheng stood behind him, looking at his back as he walked away, his heart stopped for a while.

He also thought about the fact that they were having sex in the same hospital, and it was all because he didn't have a doorman in his mouth, so it's not good to mention anything, but to mention his elder brother.

*
Song Weiwei discussed with the client about modifying the design in the morning, and finally satisfied the client. After sending the client away, Xiao Lin poked his head in and said, "Boss, Mr. Li has come to deliver your meal and has been waiting downstairs."

Song Weiwei rubbed her temples with her fingers, Li Baihan would come to bring her food, she did not expect it, she said lightly: "Let him come up."

Xiao Lin walked away quickly, and after a while, steady footsteps sounded outside the door, and a moment later, a tall man's figure appeared at the door.

Song Weiwei sat on the sofa tidying up the patterns and took a moment to glance at him.

The man was wearing a dark suit, with straight trousers wrapping his slender legs. His figure was extraordinarily slender. She raised her eyes slightly to meet his eyes.

Li Baihan came over, sat down opposite her, and put the thermos bucket in his hand on the coffee table, "I stewed beef brisket at noon, and Chenchen said it was delicious, so I brought it to you."

Song Weiwei put the drawings into a file bag and put them on the sofa.

The lid of the thermos was opened, and a smell of meat came over her face, and she realized that she was so hungry that her chest was sticking to her back. She swallowed, "It smells so good."

The smile on Li Baihanjun's face deepened, and he took out the dishes one by one. The vegetarian dish was a dish of shredded potatoes. They shouldn't have been fried too hard, but they couldn't be as refreshing as when they were just out of the pot. Crunchy, but it looks good enough.

Li Baihan put the rice and chopsticks in front of her, and said, "Eat, you've lost weight after working so hard every day, and you don't have much meat on your body."

Song Weiwei coughed lightly in embarrassment. Last night, someone seemed to be touching her bones. It turned out that she was checking whether she had lost weight.

She picked up her chopsticks and ate with small bites, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, I'll go back to eat after you finish eating." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei glanced at him, then looked at the rice in her bowl, she said: "There are bowls downstairs, I'll ask Xiao Lin to bring one up, I can't eat so much by myself."

"No need, I'll eat after you finish eating later." Li Baihan said naturally.

Eat her leftovers?
Song Weiwei felt a little hot inexplicably, eating the same bowl of rice so intimately had never happened before, didn't he think it was dirty?

She couldn't explain how she felt, but the action of grilling the rice was much faster. Seeing this, Li Baihan smiled and said, "You don't need to eat so fast, I'm not hungry yet."

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, and said angrily, "When did I eat fast, and I ate slowly, okay?"

"Yeah, I ate very slowly, and I got rice on my face." Li Baihan said, leaning over, gently rubbed the corner of her lips with his fingertips, and wiped off the grain of rice.

Song Weiwei looked embarrassed, especially when she saw him putting that grain of rice into her mouth, her cheeks burned up, what the hell is this man doing?
She lowered her head to eat, and had to say that the beef brisket tasted even more delicious than she had imagined, and she unconsciously ate more.

In fact, her stomach was not very good after the car accident, and she has been nourishing it since she woke up. In the past half month, she has been busy with work in the studio, and she didn't have time for lunch, and her stomach was already protesting.

The beef brisket was stewed soft, and even the rice was not the kind of fire-cooked rice with distinct grains, but a little bit softer, which would not burden her stomach.

"Boss Li, if you go bankrupt, you can become a chef in the future. This stewed beef brisket tastes better than a Chinese restaurant." Song Weiwei joked.

Li Baihan looked at the shallow curve of her mouth, "It's fine to be a chef. If you lack a chef at that time, you can consider giving me a chance to get a job again."

Song Weiwei let out a laugh, "Who can afford the famous President Li?"

"It's just you, I don't need a salary, just food and lodging." Li Baihan's eyes were deep, and Song Weiwei's cheeks burned unconsciously.

Song Weiwei: "..."

She finished her meal in silence, and Li Baihan really didn't mind the leftovers she had eaten, so he used the bowl she had eaten with the chopsticks she had used, and took care of the rest of the meal in twos and threes.

There is no dislike at all, and it is completely impossible to see that he was once a young master with a cleanliness.