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

There is a thousand-year-old pagoda tree in the back mountain of Dabei Temple.

Under the tree, there were many tourists taking pictures and checking in, and there was a fortune-telling booth not far away. Tourists lined up and waited for the lottery to be released. Seeing this, Song Weiwei couldn't help but hide the lottery in her sleeve.

Suzuki Koizumi looked at the thousand-year-old pagoda tree in amazement, and said with a strong accent, "Mr. Song, let's take a photo together."

With that said, he unlocked the phone, looked at Li Baihan who was following, "Mr. Li, can I trouble you to take a photo for us?"

Seeing the two of them standing together, Li Baihan was depressed at first, but now the corners of his mouth drooped, showing a little listlessness.

He took the phone and stepped back.

Suzuki Koizumi and Song Weiwei stood side by side, and there was no intimacy, but it still made Li Baihan feel uncomfortable. He hasn't taken a photo with Song Weiwei yet, why should this person do it?
Suzuki Koizumi saw him raised his mobile phone, he made a gesture, with a bright smile on his face, of course, only Li Baihan's eyes were pierced.

His phone was tilted, and the camera was only aimed at Song Weiwei. In the camera, Song Weiwei's lips were slightly hooked. Although she was smiling, there was no smile in her eyes, and she seemed very worried.

He frowned, obviously when she climbed the stairs just now she was still in high spirits, why did she go to the main hall and come out, the whole person became lonely.

Suzuki Koizumi's face stiffened from laughing, seeing Li Baihan still holding up his cell phone, out of politeness, he could only make persistent efforts and force himself to continue laughing.

He smirked for 5 minutes, seeing that Li Baihan was still holding his phone, he couldn't be polite anymore, because he felt his face cramp from laughing, and the hand holding the scissors also cramped.

He rubbed his cheeks, "Mr. Li, are you ready?"

Li Baihan regained his senses, he put down the phone, walked up to them, and handed the phone back to Suzuki Koizumi.

Suzuki Koizumi thanked happily, took the phone and opened the photo album, and immediately turned into a bitter face.

How on earth did Li Baihan make him so ugly but Song Weiwei so beautiful?
This contrast is really tragic. It is normal for him to not find a face of his own in the dozen or so photos, and he is almost annoyed.

After taking the photo, Suzuki Koizumi took the sign and went to undo it. Li Baihan stood in front of Song Weiwei, "Weiwei, we haven't had a group photo today, let's take one."

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip, she looked not far away, the blue sky and white clouds, the sun was shining brightly, she gave a soft "um", Li Baihan took out his phone and called up the front camera.

He reached out to wrap his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his arms. He was a bit taller than her, and his chin naturally rubbed against the top of her hair.

A faint smell of shampoo rushed into his nose, and it smelled very good. He rubbed it affectionately, and instantly caught Song Weiwei's slightly uncomfortable eyes in the camera.

His eyes were full of smiles, he stretched out his long arms, found the best angle, and quickly pressed his fingers a few times.

After taking the photo, Song Weiwei immediately withdrew from his embrace. Without the hot temperature of his embrace, she should have felt cooler, but Song Weiwei felt a little empty.

She didn't lean over to look at the photos, but just stood aside.

Li Baihan looked down at the photo. In the photo, the two were in an intimate pose, like a couple in love. His chin rested against her ear, as if he was kissing her cheek.

And Song Weiwei's cheeks were a little flushed, and she looked particularly provocative.

When he looked into her eyes, he realized that her eyes were a little empty, as if she was in a daze in the void, but also seemed to be full of thoughts.

He set this photo as the wallpaper of his mobile phone, and looked up at Song Weiwei. She was standing on the small road with people coming and going, but she was full of loneliness, and she was really out of tune with these happy tourists.

He walked to her side with his mobile phone in his hand, "You can get the lottery over there, why don't you go?"

Song Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her eyes, but her expression didn't change at all, "Just take it casually, don't need to untangle it."

Seeing her indifferent expression, Li Baihan felt inexplicably uncomfortable. She obviously cared a lot, otherwise she wouldn't be preoccupied after the lottery was drawn.

At this moment, Suzuki Koizumi came back after unscrambling the paperwork, and said to the two of them, "Should we go shopping again, or go straight down the mountain?"

They went up the mountain in the afternoon, when tourists started to walk down the mountain.

Dabei Temple is not over-developed like other scenic spots. It still retains all the original things. You need to walk up and down the mountain. There is no cableway.

Even so, there are still more than tourists and pilgrims.

Song Weiwei had something on her mind, and when she went down the stairs, she almost missed her foot, but Li Baihan grabbed her wrist and stabilized her falling body.

Both of them were sweating from shock, Li Baihan held her in his arms with lingering fear, his voice was faintly angry, "Walking, what are you thinking?"

Song Weiwei looked at the long stairs. If she rolled down, she probably wouldn't be able to stop without rolling down hundreds of steps. She held her pounding heart and said, "No, I didn't think about it, I just missed it."

Li Baihan ground his back molars, put his big arms around her waist, "Concentrate on watching the road, you will be mentally handicapped if you fall down these steps."

Song Weiwei who was ridiculed: "..."

Suzuki Koizumi noticed the atmosphere between the two, he walked to the other side of Song Weiwei and said, "Are you tired?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "Not tired, really."

She exercises regularly, goes to the gym to push iron, and has good physical fitness. Mountain climbing at this level is easy for her, and she just wanders off.

"Let's walk slowly, the steps are densely packed, and occasionally our legs will be weak." Suzuki Koizumi said thoughtfully.

There were too many tourists going down the mountain, so the three of them moved to the side to make way for the tourists going down the mountain. The sun slowly fell into the horizon, and the golden light filled the earth.

Song Weiwei suddenly remembered the legend that was told when she went up the mountain, as if she saw that noble man kneeling up step by step, but finally couldn't ask for it.

She suddenly felt that even the sunset had become poignant.

After descending the mountain, the golden light in the sky disappeared, and the surroundings were dark. When they arrived at the parking lot, there were not many cars left in the parking lot.

Li Baihan was still driving, and Song Weiwei and Suzuki Koizumi sat in the back, probably because they were too tired from climbing the mountain, so neither of them spoke.

The car was very quiet, Li Baihan turned on the music.

The sound of the piano was flowing in the carriage, and Song Weiwei turned her head to look out of the window. There were no street lights on the expressway, and she could only see the gray mountains in the distance and the sparks of the village.

Song Weiwei took out the signature hidden in her sleeve, and in the flickering light, saw the word "big murder" written in cinnabar on it, and was forced to breathe out of those two words.

She really wanted to regard this lottery as a coincidence, a joke, but her heart was still heavy, as if being suppressed by something.

After a long time, she let out a long breath, lowered the car window, and threw the stick out of the car.

Li Baihan didn't notice her movements. He put his hands on the steering wheel and stared at the road ahead intently.

An hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel where Suzuki Koizumi was staying. Suzuki Koizumi said, "I would like to ask Mr. Song and Mr. Li to accompany you today. You are all tired. I will invite the two of you to a banquet another day to thank you."

"Mr. Suzuki is being polite." Li Baihan said flatly.

Although he liked it in his heart, after half a day of getting along, he probably also saw that there was no personal relationship between Suzuki Koizumi and Song Weiwei as he thought.

Suzuki Koizumi said: "It should be. It is my honor to take time out of Mr. Li's busy schedule to play with him. Then I will inform you two when I set a time. You should go back and have a good rest."

Song Weiwei waved at him, Li Baihan started the car and drove away from the hotel.

Suzuki Koizumi has been standing at the door of the hotel watching them, until the Maybach disappeared around the corner, he turned and entered the hotel lobby.

In the car, Li Baihan turned down the music and asked Song Weiwei, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"It's too late," Song Weiwei realized that her voice was a little hoarse as soon as she spoke. She coughed twice, "Just send me back. I've been tired all afternoon today, and you have to go to the hospital later."

Li Baihan looked up at the rearview mirror. Song Weiwei was sitting behind his seat and couldn't see her face. He pursed his lower lip, "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Song Weiwei was in a complicated mood, "Okay then, I don't have anything special to eat, you can just find one."

"it is good."

The car drove into the main road and drove forward all the way, and soon arrived in front of a hotel. The car stopped, and the doorman immediately came up to him and opened the back door for Song Weiwei.

When she got out of the car, Li Baihan had already walked around the front of the car and came to her side. The doorman immediately got into the car and drove the car to the parking lot.

The two walked into the magnificent hotel lobby side by side, and a waiter immediately came to serve them. The top floor of the hotel was a revolving restaurant.

The restaurant was very large, and it was the peak time for dining. The restaurant was full of people, and the waiter led them to the table in front of the French windows. Li Baihan opened the chair for Song Weiwei in a gentlemanly manner, and she said thank you.

After she sat down, Li Baihan walked to the opposite side and sat down. The waiter brought two menus and put one in front of each of them.

I didn't feel hungry in the car just now, but now I'm sitting here, watching the people around me eating, the aroma of food wafting in the air, making her hungry.

She ordered a few dishes she liked, looked up at Li Baihan, "I've ordered it."

Li Baihan added two more dishes and urged the waiter to serve them quickly. After the waiter left, he stared straight at Song Weiwei without saying a word.

Song Weiwei was uncomfortable being stared at by him, and touched her face, "Is there something dirty on my face?"

Li Baihan sat upright, with his hands resting on the dining table, lightly clasped together, he looked a little serious, giving off an invisible sense of oppression, "Weiwei, you have been preoccupied since this afternoon, what happened? Can you tell me about it?"

Song Weiwei was very nervous by his attitude, "I, I have nothing on my mind."

Li Baihan narrowed his eyes, and seeing that she refused to speak, he felt more and more that she had something to hide from him, but he couldn't force her mouth open, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

"Is the marriage bell I gave you last time still there?"

Song Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect him to suddenly ask this. She put the string of bells in the bedside table at first, and then took them out and hung them on the bedside.

In fact, she knew that Li Baihan didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, a man as high as him, only believed that his fate was in his own hands, so he went to ask for the marriage bell, and today he accompanied them to the Great Compassion Temple, all because of her.

She lowered her head, "Well, it's still there."

Li Baihan's brows loosened a little, as if he was very satisfied with her answer, "There is a master who has opened the bell of marriage, no matter what you ask for, your wish will come true."

Song Weiwei's heart moved, "Isn't that for marriage?"

"Well, it's for marriage. So no matter what you ask for today, the two can cancel each other out. We won't pray to gods and Buddhas in the future, and we only care about each other's intentions?"

Song Weiwei didn't start with a guilty conscience, she felt flustered that her thoughts were seen through, she was anxious to make amends, "I, I didn't ask for marriage today."

Seeing her dodging her eyes, Li Baihan knew that his guess was close to ten, and he didn't expose her, "Well, then what did you ask for?"

Song Weiwei's lips moved, feeling annoyed in her heart, "I'm asking about my career prospects."

"Oh?" The man elongated his tone, with a narrow tone in his tone.

Song Weiwei's cheeks were faintly hot, and her fingers resting on her knees couldn't help clenching into fists. If she loses, she won't be fooled by him.

She poked her neck and said, "I'm looking for a career future."

Li Baihan smiled while nodding, obviously he didn't believe her words, but he didn't want to really annoy her, "Okay, okay, ask about career and future, our Weiwei is a career-oriented strong woman."

"I was originally a strong woman." Song Weiwei's focus was off, and she didn't refute his sentence "our family".

Li Baihan let out a muffled laugh, before Song Weiwei could get angry, the waiter came over to serve the food, and soon her attention was attracted by the delicious food on the table.

She was so hungry that she picked up the chopsticks and started to eat when the waiter finished serving the food. The hot braised pork filled her empty stomach and dispelled the sadness in her heart.

Li Baihan looked at her, she ate like a storm, but the way she ate was gentle and good-looking, which made people have an appetite just looking at her.

After dinner, Li Baihan sent her back to Song's house. The two of them didn't talk to each other until the car stopped outside Song's house.

Song Weiwei opened the door and got out of the car, and saw Li Baihan also got out of the car, she was a little surprised, "Why did you get out of the car too?"

Li Baihan walked in front of her, he was a head taller than her, and when the street lamp shone down, her whole body was shrouded in his shadow, that invisible sense of oppression came again.

Song Weiwei's breathing was stagnant, and in the next second, Li Baihan put his hands on her shoulders, his eyes fell from his eyes, and fell on her face, faintly hot.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Song Weiwei's heartbeat was very fast, especially when the man's hand pinched her chin, and his thumb gently touched her lips, she felt her heart beating up and down in her chest, and she was going crazy.

"you……"

Before she finished speaking, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips in the thick night. Song Weiwei let out a sob in her throat, her legs gave way, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Immediately, a strong arm appeared around her waist, hooking her back. At the same time, she heard a low laugh, and then she was pushed against the electric pole, deepening the kiss.