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

Li Minglan's back was against the cold wall, and her hot chest was pressed against her front. It was a world of ice and fire. She turned her head to avoid the man's breath, "Song Yuanzhuo, let me go!"

Song Yuanzhuo bit her earlobe viciously, and his voice was particularly ambiguous, "Didn't you just wait, why did you ask me to let you go?"

Li Minglan's ears were bleeding red, she didn't expect Song Yuanzhuo to be such a bastard, she turned her head and stared at him, her eyes were bloodshot, "Is it fun to tease me?"

Song Yuanzhuo looked into her eyes, those eyes contained tiny rays of light, reflecting his face, looking a little pitiful, his heart was burning like fire, he leaned over and kissed her eyelids.

Li Minglan trembled all over, her eyes closed subconsciously, she felt the man's scorching breath spraying on her face, her eyelashes kept trembling, and her heart seemed to be filled with something.

Her voice suppressed sadness, "Song Yuanzhuo, you know that there is no result between us, why don't you let me go?"

Song Yuanzhuo pursed his lips, "You provoked me first."

Li Minglan opened his eyes tremblingly, and looked at the handsome man who was close at hand. In fact, his outline did not resemble Song Weiwei's. If his facial features were more three-dimensional, he would appear very cold.

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

Song Yuanzhuo didn't want to see her cry, so he lowered his head and kissed her, wrapped his hands around her waist, and whispered on her lips, "If you don't want to wear shoes, then I'll just hug you like this."

Li Minglan's legs were wrapped around his waist, and he carried her upstairs and into the bedroom.

The night is cold as water.

Song Weiwei came out of the shower, and saw Li Baihan leaning on the bedside with a file reading. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking luxurious and abstinent. He looked up at her and saw that she was wiping her hair. He rushed to her He beckoned, "Song Song, come here."

When Song Weiwei walked to the bed, he clasped her wrists and sat beside him. He took the towel away from her hand, and he gently dried the water droplets on her hair.

"Are you tired?" Li Baihan stuck close to her and whispered in her ear.

Song Weiwei shook her head, "Not tired."

Although this day was like a war, switching from one play item to another, but seeing Song Chenchen was very happy all day, even if she was tired, she felt it was worth it.

"Chenchen has never been so happy as today." Song Weiwei said with emotion.

In the past, Song Yuanzhuo and Song Yuheng would take Song Chenchen to the amusement park when they had time, but he was still young at that time, seeing that other people were accompanied by his parents and he was only accompanied by his uncle, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He knew that he didn't have a father, and he never came to ask her. He was so sensible that it made people feel distressed.

Li Baihan paused as he wiped his hair. He looked at Song Weiwei's side face and said, "We will often take him to play in the future, okay?"

Song Weiwei turned sideways and looked at him, "That also requires him to have time, he can go anywhere in kindergarten, and only winter and summer vacations in elementary school, and he will spend most of his time studying in the future."

"Then you don't have to study hard, you still have to combine work and rest."

Song Weiwei's eyes were filled with a smile, and she said, "You are really a good and understanding father."

Li Baihan held her shoulders with both hands, and stared at her non-stop, with a particularly solemn expression, which made Song Weiwei suddenly uneasy, "What's wrong?"

Li Baihan's gaze was fixed on her face, and he asked, "When will Miss Song make my father a regular?"

The man's voice was low and bewitching, like an affectionate proposal, but also like a casual tease. Song Weiwei's heart trembled leisurely. She closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder.

"too fast."

Maybe it was because they had already been married once, so she didn't want to get into marriage so soon, she felt very good in this state, without the shackles of marriage, they could withdraw at any time.

Li Baihan frowned lightly, slid his hands along her shoulders to her waist, and hugged her weakly, "How fast?"

Song Weiwei rubbed against his neck, as docile as a kitten, with a soft voice, "I don't want to wear Mrs. Li's logo so quickly, Li Baihan, give me a little more time."

Li Baihan closed his eyes, he couldn't help but satisfy her request, he sighed softly, "But Song Song, I can't wait."

Song Weiwei wrapped her arms around his neck, and sat on his lap. She raised her head and looked at him with pitiful eyes, "Then wait for me for a while, okay?"

Li Baihan leaned over and pecked her lips lightly, "Okay."

The kiss gradually deepened, and Song Weiwei fell onto the bed in his arms. She closed her eyes and concentrated on kissing him.

*
During the [-]th holiday and the hospital's rest, Li Qingcheng did not return to Li's house. He bought a late flight and flew to Jiangcheng. It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night when he arrived in Jiangcheng. The red-eye flight made him very uncomfortable.

However, when he took his luggage and went out from the exit, and saw the man waiting for him leaning against the car, his eyes suddenly lit up, and all his fatigue was swept away. He trotted over and stood in front of the man, "What are you doing?" Come to pick me up?"

Song Yuheng stood up straight, took the small luggage bag from him, opened the back door of the car to put it in, and said calmly, "Get in the car."

Li Qingcheng didn't get the answer he wanted, so he wasn't discouraged, he pulled the passenger seat and got in, and then the car body sank, and Song Yuheng got in.

He was about to pull on his seat belt when Li Qingcheng leaned over, with most of his body lying on top of him, and Song Yuheng's body tensed up at that moment's approach.

Li Qingcheng paused, even though his heart was surging, he didn't do anything inappropriate. He pulled the seat belt, put it on with a "click", and then walked back silently.

"When I got on the plane, I just casually mentioned to you that I wanted you to leave the door open for me, but I didn't mean to ask you to come pick me up in the middle of the night." A certain person was acting good when he got a bargain.

Song Yuheng glanced at him while starting the car, and he said calmly, "Fasten your seat belt."

"Oh." Li Qingcheng put on his seat belt obediently, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly fell into silence. He leaned on the back of the seat and turned his head to look at Song Yuheng. A lot of dazzling brilliance.

He squinted his eyes, unable to see whether he welcomed him or not.

But he is not young anymore, even if he does not welcome him, it is impossible to lose his temper with him, but he is going crazy with joy because he came to pick him up in the middle of the night.

He said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you."

They are very busy at work. Dr. Song spends most of the day in the operating room, and observes patients in the ward when he is not operating. When he finally has time to take care of him, he is in the operating room again.

Occasionally, neither of them had surgery, and he would make a video call to him, even if he didn't talk about anything, he would feel satisfied just watching him quietly.

Song Yuheng gave a soft "um" and there was no follow-up.

Li Qingcheng turned his head to look at him, it was too difficult to hear the same words from his mouth, he sighed helplessly, his eyes fell on his hands on the steering wheel.

Dr. Song's fingers were long and slender, with beautiful joints. Because of holding a scalpel all year round, his palms were covered with a thin layer of calluses. He felt it when he held his hand last time.

At this moment, the hand was close at hand, and his heart was beating.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he moved his body to get closer to him, then he pretended to inadvertently raise his hand, and put it on the back of his hand accurately, exerting a little force on the hand under the palm.Buckle up the steering wheel.

When he was uneasy, Dr. Song didn't wave his hand away, as if acquiescing, Li Qingcheng seemed to have a villain jumping up and down in his heart.

He felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by happiness.

When he held Dr. Song's hand last time, he was very uncomfortable. He only let him hold it for two seconds before withdrawing his hand, but today he has acquiesced. If it continues like this, next time he comes, can he kiss her? him?

The corners of Li Qingcheng's mouth were so happy that it almost reached behind his ears, his heart was pounding, he just held his hand like this, and then heard Dr. Song say: "You will hinder me from driving like this."

It's okay to keep straight, but it's not very convenient to hold hands when changing lanes or turning.

"Oh." Li Qingcheng withdrew his hand, only to feel that his palm was empty, and his heart was also empty. Is it still not working?

But this time there has been a little improvement. He held it for at least 1 minute, and 1 minute is also very fragrant.

He clenched his fist tightly and pressed it to his lips, and he smelled a faint fragrance, which was the smell of the hand cream Dr. Song used.

He took a deep breath, like a pervert, "Doctor Song, what hand cream do you use, it smells good, and buy me the same brand next time, so that I can use it in Beicheng."

Out of the corner of Song Yuheng's eyes, he caught a glimpse of his movements, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he was staring straight ahead. At this time, there were no cars on the road, and occasionally a taxi passed them by.

He said: "I have a lot in the locker in my dormitory. If you like it, you can take two with you when you go back."

"Okay." Li Qingcheng said.

Four or ten minutes later, the car drove into the community next to the hospital. Song Yuheng parked the car in the parking space, took off his seat belt, and said to the people beside him, "Get out of the car."

Li Qingcheng unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

Song Yuheng went to the back seat to take out his luggage bag, and when Li Qingcheng took it over, their hands touched each other, neither of them moved for a moment, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Just as Li Qingcheng was about to make a joke, he suddenly felt a light flash in front of him. He squinted his eyes and looked towards the light, and saw a man hiding behind a tree secretly, as if he was secretly taking pictures of the two of them.

Li Qingcheng immediately became vigilant, he stuffed the luggage bag into Song Yuheng's arms, "Doctor Song, stand here and don't move, I'll go and have a look."

He suddenly embraced Song Yuheng, letting his body block his own.

At that moment, the two were very close, and Song Yuheng's whole body was tense, and Li Qingcheng joked in his ear: "Don't be nervous, keep this posture, don't disturb that person."

Song Yuheng stood stiffly, when he saw Li Qingcheng slowly bending down, using the cover of the vehicle body, leaning forward to approach the person who was secretly filming, his mind went blank.

They are not stars, why would someone secretly film them?

Li Qingcheng usually has a good physique. In order to maintain his health, he has the habit of running in the morning every day. He also goes to the gym every three days to exercise. He checked the distance with his eyes. When he was 20 meters away from the opponent, he suddenly rushed over like a cheetah .

The person who took the sneak shot had already noticed something was wrong when he looked at the camera, but Song Yuheng's tall body blocked the other person, making it impossible for him to take pictures of the two being ambiguous.

While feeling the excitement, he looked for a suitable angle through the camera, but he didn't realize that Li Qingcheng was approaching him rapidly.

Until a pair of eyes appeared in the camera, the man was so frightened by this weird scene that he fell to the ground, his hand was empty, the camera was pulled away by the other party, and he subconsciously wanted to get the camera back.

Li Qingcheng reacted quickly and kicked him to the ground. Holding the camera, he stepped on the man's chest so that the man could not move. While checking the photos in the camera, he asked lazily, "Who sent the man?" Are you here?"

When he rushed over to arrest them, he had already figured it out. They were not celebrities, and they usually kept a low profile. They didn't offend anyone, and no one would sneak up and take pictures of them for no reason.

"No, who said that I secretly took pictures of you, I just think the moonlight is good tonight, so I came out to take pictures of the moon." The man blushed and refused to admit it.

Li Qingcheng pulled out the photos and said with a sneer, "You said you didn't take any sneak shots. You followed me here from the airport and took so many photos. Do you think I'm blind?"

"I……"

Li Qingcheng exerted some force, and the man's chest was so painful that he was about to explode. Afraid that Li Qingcheng would kill him on the spot, he hurriedly said, "Someone hired me to follow you."

"Who?"

The man faltered, Li Qingcheng looked fierce, "Don't say yes, believe it or not, I will abolish you on the spot?"

When Li Qingcheng was studying in school, he was a thorn in the side, a figure that even the school bullies were afraid of. Now when dealing with a sneak photographer, he would not spare the slightest bit of strength under his feet, and crushed the person's heart.

The man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and hurriedly said: "The woman said her surname is Miao, and she only asked me to secretly take photos of you and send them to her, and I, I will take them today."

Li Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, surname Miao?Miaoyi people?

What did she secretly film them for?
Li Qingcheng got the answer he wanted. Seeing that Song Yuheng was already walking this way, he took out the SIM card in the camera and threw the camera back to the person, "Don't let me see you again, get out!"

The man was caught by his momentum, picked up the camera, and ran away scrambling.

As soon as the man ran away, Song Yuheng had come to Li Qingcheng's side. Li Qingcheng quickly put the SM card back into his jeans pocket. He patted the ashes on his body and said to Song Yuheng: "An astronomy enthusiast said he was out to take pictures of the moon. The two of us are handsome so we took a photo, and I have deleted the photo."

Song Yuheng stared at him, "Really?"

Li Qingcheng put his arms around his shoulders, looking like two good brothers, "Of course, if we didn't look like bad old men, who would want to take pictures of us, it's all because of this face, let's go , go home, I'm sleepy."

Song Yuheng was led away by him, and he didn't bother to investigate the matter, "Well, let's go back."

Li Qingcheng didn't expect him to be so easy to fool, he let out a sigh of relief, and scolded Miao Yiren half to death in his heart, why did she attack him suddenly, could it be because the elder brother didn't have a breakthrough and wanted to make trouble from him?

He tilted his head to look at Song Yuheng, who knew nothing about it. If their relationship was exposed to each other's family members, not to mention whether the Li and Song families would agree to their being together, even the eldest brother and sister-in-law would probably be implicated.

Song Yuheng's ambiguous attitude towards him is probably the reason.

Miao Yiren, he really underestimated her ability!