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

The two people in front were ignorant, and after a long time, Song Weiwei's body slid down, and Li Baihan gently supported her knees and lifted her up.

The bodies of the two inevitably fit together again.

It was just autumn, and their clothes were thin. Song Weiwei lay on his shoulders, and could even feel the muscles on his back stiffened by exertion, which made her very uncomfortable. She moved uncomfortably, only to hear the man groan .

"What are you moving about?"

Song Weiwei didn't dare to move anymore, and stayed on his back obediently, "How long will it be, or you can let me go."

Li Baihan raised his eyes and looked forward, "We'll be there in one more street."

Song Weiwei saw that they had just passed a block, and calculated the distance from the hospital in her heart, which was at least three kilometers.

"President Li, I didn't expect you to be quite energy-efficient and environmentally friendly."

Li Baihan said "Yes", "Now we advocate low-carbon and green travel. As citizens, we must actively respond to the country's call."

It's outrageous!

Song Weiwei was so tired that she couldn't complain, especially when they entered the business district, the pedestrians around gradually increased, and everyone looked sideways.

Li Baihan was handsome, and now he was carrying her behind his back, making him look like a powerful boyfriend, many girls stared at her enviously.

He thought he would see a peerless beauty, but was shocked by her ordinary facial features.

Song Weiwei felt that she could see the barrage in their minds.

No way, with this appearance, you still dare to let your boyfriend carry it hypocritically, what's wrong with this world?
Why do handsome boys have girlfriends?
She even saw someone secretly taking pictures of them with a mobile phone, so she quickly covered her face, as long as her face was not shown, she would not be the one who was ashamed.

The two were watched all the way like monkeys, until Li Baihan walked into a restaurant with her on his back, those strange gazes disappeared.

They sat down by the window, and soon a waiter came over with a menu.

Li Baihan didn't look at the menu, and ordered a few dishes skillfully. When Song Weiwei heard the names of the dishes, they were all light and tonic medicinal foods.

After hearing the name of the dish, the waiter looked at Li Baihan with something wrong.

After the waiter left, Song Weiwei asked Li Baihan in a low voice, "Did you see the way the waiter looked at you just now? He must think you are not a serious person."

Li Baihan picked up the teapot and poured her a cup, then filled it up for himself.

The tea is good tea, and there is a faint jasmine fragrance, which is sweet in the mouth. The water used to make the tea seems to be mountain spring water, which makes the mouth watery.

Li Baihan brought the teacup to his lips, and through the curling smoke, he looked at the narrow-faced girl sitting across from her. She had vivid eyebrows and a pair of dark eyes sparkling, not as indifferent and rigid as before.

He twirled the teacup, "Oh, where am I not serious?"

"You..." Song Weiwei quickly stopped talking. If this topic continued, the atmosphere would become a little delicate. "No, you are the most serious person in the world."

Li Baihan almost choked on the tea soup in his mouth, which made him more inexplicable than being handed out a good person card.

Song Weiwei wanted to laugh, but she was afraid that he would see it and ruin the character she had created so hard, so she turned her head and looked out the window.

There was a steady flow of vehicles on the road, and a dazzling red Maserati was parked by the side of the road, with the windows half down, so it was impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

But she didn't know if it was her illusion, she always felt that there was an invisible resentment floating out of the car.

She couldn't help but want to look more carefully, but a deep male voice sounded next to her ear, "What are you looking at?"