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

Song Weiwei shrank back subconsciously, leaning her back against the back of the sofa. Li Baihan was very close to her, and the light of the setting sun outside the window shone in and shrouded them. She could even see the fine hairs on his cheeks.

She raised her hand to push him away, but was caught by his other hand, "How is it?"

Song Weiwei clenched her lips, worried about Song Yuheng and Song Chenchen, so she had no choice but to humiliate and say, "I beg you."

"Not sincere." Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, looking very dissatisfied.

Song Weiwei glared at him fiercely, "Li Baihan, don't push yourself too hard."

Li Baihan's body pressed down again, and now their breaths were intertwined, and his body temperature was transferred to her through the shirt, making her feel uncomfortable.

She turned her head awkwardly and said, "I beg you."

This time his tone was much softer, not as blunt as before, Li Baihan knew that this was her limit, if she continued teasing, she might stretch out her claws to scratch someone, so he stepped back a little and said, "They are going back. "

Song Weiwei frowned, "My brother also drank."

"Qingcheng is here to touch the ground." Li Baihan mentioned Li Qingcheng, his brows were still furrowed, as if he still couldn't accept his younger brother's orientation, "Don't worry."

Song Weiwei was stunned for a while, "Oh."

The current situation of the two of them is not suitable for talking about this. She moved awkwardly, and just about to speak, her stomach made a long series of grunts, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

She lowered her eyelids, pressed her belly tightly, and licked her lips in embarrassment, "Then what, I'll go find something to eat, let me go."

Li Baihan laughed sullenly, as if seeing her embarrassed appearance was cute, his eyes softened a lot, and he said, "Take a break, I'll cook."

Song Weiwei stared blankly at him standing up and walking towards the kitchen. This scene was very familiar, as if back in their past, every time he finished torturing her, he would cook with satisfaction.

She sat up straight, looked at the man's back, and suddenly called out, "Li Baihan?"

"Huh?" The man paused, turned around and looked at her with doubts in his eyes.

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip and wanted to ask him if he remembered something, but seeing his eyes, she swallowed the words back. Is she some kind of panacea? One sleep can make him miss all the lost memories stand up?
"It's nothing, I want to eat wontons."

"I'll go and have a look." Li Baihan turned around and walked into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and rummaged in it. When he saw there were quick-frozen wontons, he took them out, turned on the water and started a fire.

Song Weiwei was sitting on the sofa when footsteps came from the stairwell. She looked up and saw Han Shuhuai standing there with a pale face.

The two looked at each other, Han Shuhuai turned his head away in embarrassment, and was about to leave, Song Weiwei quickly stopped him, "Shuhuai, let's talk."

Han Shuhuai paused and looked back at her. After a while, he nodded, "Okay."

Song Weiwei put on her down jacket and walked out of the villa with Han Shuhuai. The sun was setting and the sky was burning red.

The setting sun is like blood, a little sad.

Song Weiwei put her hands in the pockets of the down jacket, the cold air desperately penetrated into the pores, she shrank her neck and said, "It's so cold."

Seeing this, Han Shuhuai took off the scarf and stopped to wrap it around her. Song Weiwei quickly said, "No, you wear it so thin, so you should wrap it around."

Han Shuhuai did not accept her refusal, and firmly tied the scarf on her. He said, "Put it on. Next time, maybe I won't be able to do anything for you anymore."

"Shu Huai..." Song Weiwei was a little sad.

She knew in her heart that it was impossible for them to be friends. After all, he liked her so strongly, it was impossible for them to be friends again.

Han Shuhuai kept his hands in his trouser pockets and continued to walk forward, "Song Song, I don't seem to have formally confessed my love to you."

"Shu Huai..." Song Weiwei actually wanted to stop him, because once some words were spoken, there was no room for maneuver.

Han Shuhuai's attitude was very firm. He stopped and looked at her sideways. The affection in his eyes seemed to swallow her up. He said, "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you on the live broadcast. Getting along makes me more firm in my mind, you are very good, very good, and satisfy all my fantasies about my wife, I, I love you, Song Song."

Song Weiwei was shocked, "Shuhuai..."

"I know, today this incident will become my eternal black spot, you will not accept a man who sleeps with other women in front of you, I, I will not excuse my instinct, but my heart for you Always the same." Han Shuhuai said frankly, the affection in his eyes was gradually replaced by sadness.

Song Weiwei was sad, she took a step forward, and gently hugged him like a friend, "Shuhuai, I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier, I only have Li Baihan in my heart, I like him, from the first time we met, he I fell in love with him when he saved me, and I haven't been able to forget him for so many years, I'm sorry."

Han Shuhuai's hands were hanging by his side, he really wanted to hug her tightly, but he didn't move at all, "It's okay, Song Song, as long as you are happy, it doesn't matter whether I give it to you or someone else, I just want you happiness."

Song Weiwei had a sore nose, "Shu Huai, you deserve a better girl. I believe that there will be someone who will love you more than anyone else."

Han Shuhuai smiled wryly, closed his eyes, and said, "I hope."

Song Weiwei let him go, she took a step back, the tears on her face were blown by the cold wind, her face hurt from the cold, she wiped her face quickly, and then saw Li Baihan standing not far away.

She was a little dazed, not knowing when he came.

Li Baihan walked over slowly, stood beside the two of them, and said, "The wontons are cooked, go back and eat them, they won't taste good when they get cold."

"Well, thank you." Song Weiwei nodded and turned to look at Han Shuhuai.

Han Shuhuai waved at her, "Go, I want to walk around here."

"Well, then don't stay outside for too long, it's too cold and you'll catch a cold." After Song Weiwei finished speaking, she walked towards Li Baihan, who was just about to go back to the villa with her, when Han Shuhuai's voice came from behind, "President Li, please Stay!"

Song Weiwei looked back at Han Shuhuai, then at Li Baihan, who patted her on the back and said, "You go back first, I'll have a chat with Mr. Han."

"Oh, then you don't know how to fight?" Song Weiwei was a little worried, after all, Han Shuhuai had a lot of resentment towards Li Baihan upstairs just now.

Li Baihan smiled softly, "I'm not underage, so I can punch my fist every now and then, go."

Song Weiwei pursed her lips. After all, hunger overcame anxiety, she turned and left.

After watching her go away, Li Bohan walked towards Han Shuhuai. Li Bohan was a few centimeters taller than Han Shuhuai, and when they stood together, he was imposing.

Han Shuhuai looked at him, and the two walked towards the lake. The tent was in a mess. Instead of going there, they walked towards the ice, until they reached the three snowmen.

The snowman was wearing a navy blue hat, and looked extraordinarily cute.

Han Shuhuai stopped and said, "I knew a long time ago that as long as you are still alive, I will definitely not be able to compete with you. Li Baihan, I didn't lose to you, but to Song Song's persistence."

The corner of Li Baihan's mouth curled up, "If you think so, you will feel better."

Han Shuhuai looked up at him. Apart from being handsome and rich, what was so good about the man in front of him?
He pursed his lower lip and continued: "If you treat Song Song badly, I will take her away no matter what time."

Li Baihan's eyes fell on the snowman wearing the red hat, and he said, "I won't give you this chance."

"You'd better do what you say, otherwise..." Han Shuhuai finally closed his mouth, otherwise what, he has already suffered a crushing defeat, and now it is only because he is not reconciled that he wants to speak harshly, making Li Baihan feel a sense of crisis .

He was still staring at him behind him all the time, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Li Baihan glanced at him, and seemed to see his struggle and entanglement. For the first time, he felt sorry for his rival in love. He reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Han Shuhuai, you deserve better, don't make yourself a prisoner." .”

Han Shuhuai's heart was sour, and when he looked at Li Baihan's victorious face, he felt angry again, and said, "I haven't given up yet, don't be too happy."

After speaking, he slapped his hands away, turned around and strode away.

Li Baihan rubbed the back of his hand that hurt from being slapped. He looked down at the snowman of the family of three, especially the snowman wearing the red hat, and said viciously: "Look at you attracting bees and butterflies."

After Song Weiwei finished eating the wontons, she saw Li Baihan came back, she glanced behind him, but didn't see Han Shuhuai's shadow, she said: "Where is Shuhuai, you two won't really fight, are you?"

She looked him up and down, and was relieved when she found that there was no sign of a fight on his body.

Li Baihan walked in, leaned against the entrance and looked at her, and said, "Are you so worried that I'll beat him down?"

Song Weiwei frowned, and said, "I'm not afraid. Shuhuai has learned Sanda. If you fight with him, you don't know who will suffer. After all, someone looks like he has a kidney deficiency."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked inside. Li Baihan quickly walked a few steps, hugged her from behind, and pressed her against the wall. A dangerous voice came from beside her ears, "Say clearly, who has a kidney-deficient face?" ?”

Song Weiwei felt the danger, her cheeks turned red all of a sudden, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Li Baihan smiled viciously, "You!"

Song Weiwei contacted the front and back contexts, her cheeks were so red that she was about to bleed, she twisted her body, and heard the man's breathing deepened, her heart beat wildly, "Let go of me first!"

How could Li Baihan let him go?

"Song Weiyi, Han Shuhuai has given you to me just now, and I won't allow you to have any private contact with him in the future." Li Baihan pressed against her ear, his tone threatening, "Otherwise, I will let you know, who will It's your man."

Song Weiwei was terrified, she struggled to turn around, looked up at the man's face, she said: "Li Baihan, I'm not a toy, I can come and go, let me tell you, if you dare to flirt with Xie Lingyu again , I will also let you know who is your woman."

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, seeming to be interested, "Well, how do you let me know?"

Song Weiwei thought about those explosive scenes, she coughed lightly, pretending to be fierce, "Anyway, you know, I won't make it easier for you."

Li Baihan chuckled, leaned over and pecked her on the lips lightly, "Well, what's the matter with my anticipation?"

Song Weiwei was a little dazed by his kiss, and asked some words without thinking, "Li Baihan, have you... have you recovered your memory?"

Li Baihan was stunned for a moment, and looked down at her. Song Weiwei felt nervous and looking forward to seeing him, but seeing his frown tightened, he said, "No."

The deep disappointment almost overwhelmed her, Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids, "I knew I wasn't that attractive."

She was depressed for a few seconds, and then said: "Since you haven't recovered your memory, why... why are you with me? Everyone is obviously drunk, and Xie Lingyu is your real girlfriend."

Li Baihan let her go slowly, he took a step back, looked at her expression, and said, "You are my wife in name."

Song Weiwei's heart seemed to be bitten by something, she was a little sad, "You chose me because we are still husband and wife?"

"Yes." Li Baihan said.

Under the circumstances at that time, he would definitely choose her. Firstly, they were husband and wife, and secondly, he thought Xie Lingyu was dirty, so it was impossible for him to have sex with her.

Song Weiwei gritted her teeth, suddenly raised her foot and kicked him hard on the calf, "Go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked out angrily.

Li Baihan felt a sharp pain in his calf, and he gasped in pain. He didn't expect this woman to be ruthless, but she didn't show mercy at all. When she opened the door and went out, the cold wind came in, so he hurriedly chased her out.

Song Weiwei walked quickly, she was so angry, she shouldn't have asked just now, only when she had expectations in her heart would she be disappointed.

Li Baihan caught up with her in a few steps and grabbed her wrist. Song Weiwei reacted violently and tried to shake his hand away, but because of the excessive force, she was unstable and fell to the ground.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Li Baihan quickly put his arms around her waist, trying to pull her back, but it was already too late.

He was driven by inertia to fall into the snow. Seeing that she was about to be crushed under him, he quickly grabbed her and turned over forcefully. His back hit the ground first, and then Song Weiwei fell on top of him.

That hit was a bit hard, and he grunted in pain, and his arms around her waist tightened.

Song Weiwei was scared out of her wits by this blow, she quickly got up from him, saw him lying on the ground like that, thought he had been injured, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to touch him, tears rolled down one by one.

"Li, Li Baihan, are you okay, I'm sorry, I, I didn't do it on purpose."

Li Baihan lay on the ground, slightly opened his eyes and looked at her crying anxiously, he let out a breath, and when the pain passed, he raised his hand, and she held it.

"Don't move around, tell me what you want, I, I will call an ambulance." Song Weiwei said, looking for the phone in her pocket, the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't find it, and the tears flowed more fiercely.

Li Baihan said helplessly: "Don't cry, I'm fine, let me slow down first."

Song Weiwei still didn't believe it, "It's really not hurt, I just hit you."

"Yeah, baby, you killed me." Li Baihan's voice was very gentle, with a sense of coaxing, seeing her teardrops kept streaming, he was inexplicably distressed.

Hearing his frivolous tone, Song Weiwei was relieved. Sitting in the snow, she said angrily, "It's time to smash you to death."