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

Song Weiwei's scalp exploded and she almost tripped over herself.Her heart instantly rose to her throat, why did Li Baihan suddenly call her Weiwei, what did he see?
No, not possible!
She hid it so well, it was impossible for him to see it.

Is he testing her?
She straightened her back, turned around slowly, raised her chin, and looked at him coldly, "Mr. Li, are you drunk?"

Li Baihan looked at her quietly for a moment, then he suddenly laughed at himself, "Sorry, I might really be hallucinating."

Song Weiwei's anxious heart slammed back into her chest. If she could, she wished she could rush over and kick him twice.She tilted her head and said angrily, "Mr. Li, do you think playing with me is fun?"

Outside the apartment that day, he said he was possessed by an evil spirit, and today he said he had hallucinations.From her point of view, there was something wrong with his brain.

Li Baihan walked towards her slowly, probably really drunk, he walked unsteadily, but he still maintained the last stubbornness of a domineering president, never bowing his head to alcohol.

Song Weiwei stood where she was, watching him approach step by step.

There is a corridor lamp above his head, his face is half immersed in the warm yellow light, his black hair is somewhat messy, deep eye sockets, perfect jawline, and sharp-edged outline, which looks extra alluring at night.

He stopped in front of her, staring at her unblinkingly with dark eyes.

The two were so close that she even smelled the mellow aroma of wine in his breath, and realized that the distance between the two was too close, she leaned back slightly.

The next second, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist. She was about to struggle when her shoulders sank and the man's forehead rested on her shoulders.

Song Weiwei was stiff all over, "Mr. Li, you are drunk, let me go."

The man's tall body didn't move at all, like a huge mountain, she could hardly stand upright, she pushed it a few more times, but the man didn't move at all.

Are you asleep?
Song Weiwei waited for a while, and when the man's even breathing came, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. Could it be that he used her as a pillow?
Sure enough, the logic of the drunkard was incomprehensible.

She hugged his waist to prevent him from slipping to the ground. This side is still far away from the banquet hall in front, so she had to find a way to help him over.

However, the drunk man was heavy and clinging to her body, making it difficult for her to move forward.

When they finally got to a place where there were people, Song Weiwei was about to pass out from exhaustion, she asked two waiters to help her carry Li Baihan upstairs to the guest room.

She took Li Baihan's ID card to the front desk to check in, and when she returned to the room, the waiter had already put Li Baihan on the bed.

She sent the waiter away, and stood by the bed and looked at the sleeping man. He was defenseless at this moment, and it was a good time for her to strike.

She took a deep breath, looked at the belt around his waist, and slowly extended her sinful hands to him.

plop plop...

Her heart was beating violently, and her fingertips touched the metal buckle on the belt. She was stimulated by the coolness and suddenly retracted her hand. What should I do, she can't do it!

Song Weiwei closed her eyes in pain, she knew that as long as she put her mind to it, she could achieve her goal by sitting on it.However, the person lying here is none other than the one she has loved with all her might.

She loved him and hated him, even now, she still can't completely let go of her feelings for him.

In this case, how could she have sex with him?
but……

The opportunity is fleeting, and if she misses this time, how long will she have to wait for him to pass out from drunk next time?