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

On the bridge, they stood on both sides, the ginkgo leaves whirled and floated down, Li Baihan stretched out his hand towards her, and looked at her affectionately, what kind of ancient idol drama is this?
Song Weiwei started frantically brushing the barrage in her heart again.

Why doesn't Li Baihan act in an idol drama?

Look at his actor-like acting skills, he can completely dominate the entertainment industry.

Especially when the scene reappeared at this moment, his original promise seemed particularly ridiculous.

He said he would not want her.

But now, they are standing here, and things have changed.

"President Li, it's a big loss without you in the entertainment circle, why don't you change your career?"

The tenderness in Li Baihan's eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, he glanced down at his too stupid hand, and calmly retracted it.

As long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Silence spread between the two of them, and after a long time, Li Baihan opened his mouth and said, "Shoes rub your feet?"

Song Weiwei walked such a long distance with Li Baihan in ten-inch high heels, coupled with the dull pain in her lower abdomen, she was so worn out by him that she lost her temper.

"Shoes don't grind your feet, but you do."

Li Baihan: "..."

He looked around, he couldn't take a taxi on the bridge, he turned his back, put his hands on his knees, "Come on, I'll carry you over."

Song Weiwei's pupils trembled again.

what is he doing

Not to mention that she is just Li Baihan's secretary now, she was not treated like this six years ago.

At that time, Li Baihan came back to find her, and after her crying stopped, the driver had already driven over and stopped by the side of the road, and she was carried into the car by Li Baihan.

"President Li, stop joking, how dare I let you recite it?"

Li Baihan tilted his head slightly, "Stop talking nonsense, come up if you are told."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She looked at his broad shoulders in a daze. Why did he carry her on his back? Was it because he also remembered what happened here six years ago?
Li Baihan didn't wait for her reaction for a long time, he looked sideways and saw the confusion flashing in her eyes, he couldn't hold back his face.

But the words spoken are like water poured out, and if he wants to take them back, it is tantamount to slapping himself.

He took two steps back, wrapped his hands around her knees, and carried her on his back.

Song Weiwei was taken aback, and quickly supported his shoulders. In order to reduce the contact area between the two of them, she stood upright, like a golden cudgel that stood upright.

"Li, Li Boss, you're hurting me like this, you'd better let me down."

Li Baihan walked forward calmly, with someone on his back, but he didn't feel any burden at all, he walked like flying, and walked a long way in no time.

"If you really think it's breaking me, don't stick it like a mallet," Li Baihan said, "It's very hard to carry it like this, and I don't care if I throw you off later."

"..."

For her own safety, Song Weiwei had no choice but to lie on his shoulders.

The bodies of the two were inevitably stuck together, and Song Weiwei was very uncomfortable. She had nothing to say, "Mr. Li, you are so familiar with the movement of carrying people, didn't you often carry people in the past?"

Li Baihan said without expression: "You are the first one, maybe I have a talent for betraying people."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She doesn't know if he has the talent to back people, but he has the talent to hate people.

Li Baihan carried her off the bridge, but no one noticed that a red Maserati was following them far behind.

Miaoyi, who was sitting in the cab, was full of resentment, her knuckles turned white from the force she was holding on to the steering wheel.

Damn it, why did Song Weiyi let Brother Han carry her on his back?