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

Li Baihan still had one hand on Song Weiwei's waist, even though he helped her stabilize her figure, he didn't take it away, but instead forcefully pulled her into his arms, full of possessiveness.

"My surname is Li."

The man's aura is so strong that Suzuki Koizumi can't ignore it. His eyes turned around Song Weiwei and Li Baihan a few times, and he understood the relationship between them in his heart.

He nodded at him, didn't stay here any longer to make fun of himself, turned around and left.

Song Weiwei withdrew from Li Baihan's embrace, she raised her chin slightly, the light shone from her head, and the bloodshot eyes in her eyes could be clearly seen.

Li Baihan frowned, "Are you tired?"

Song Weiwei leaned her back against the edge of the table, holding a glass of fruit wine in her hand. The fruit wine was sweet and tasted very good, but the fruit wine had enough stamina, and she felt dizzy right now.

She took a sip of her wine, trying to close her eyelids.

In fact, rather than staying at the celebration banquet, what she wants to do most is to go back and sleep in the dark, but the entertainment is not over yet, she has to hold on.

This is probably the helplessness of social animals.

"Not tired."

Li Baihan looked at her so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes, and didn't expose her face to face, "The celebration banquet is almost over, don't wander around for a while, I'll take you back to your room."

Song Weiwei raised her eyelids to look at him. He was wearing formal clothes tonight, with a suit and leather shoes on him. He was obviously wearing black suits like the men in the hall, but it gave him a different taste.

She just stared at him with bleary eyes.

Li Baihan never fears other people's eyes, let alone the person in front of him. She looked at him like this, which made him feel a little tender.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Weiwei was not as thick-skinned as him. She looked away and looked away, "I don't know when you became the organizer."

Li Baihan took a sip of his wine on his own, and followed her example, leaning lightly on the edge of the table, looking at the lively clothes and temples in the hall, "The night you were attacked."

On the night she was attacked, after he asked Jiang Huai to bring people over, he booked the entire hotel. Except for the contestants and the organizer's staff, all the guests here were checked out.

Not only that, in order to grasp everyone's movements, he made several additional investments and became the largest investor in this game.

He is not short of money, nor does he interfere in the game, he just wants to keep her safe.

Including after the start of the game, the organizer's live broadcast was all with his permission, because only the live broadcast could ensure that she was safe every minute and every second when he was not by her side.

Song Weiwei narrowed her eyes, "Later than I thought."

Li Baihan understood her, and at this moment it was just the two of them, he lowered his voice, "When do you think?"

When Song Weiwei saw Li Baihan sitting at the organizer's table, she had wild thoughts in her mind. She thought that this international competition was a show invested by Li Baihan just to please her.

It seems that she is thinking too much.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Baihan felt like a mirror in his heart, knowing that she would be thinking wildly, he said, "I have never interfered with the rules of the game."

Song Weiwei glanced at him lightly, "I know my strength."

Only people who are not confident will doubt their abilities, but she has no doubts about her carving ability, and she also knows that it will not be easy for her to win.

"Thousands of Horses Are Silent" excels in grandeur and details. It is not easy to sculpt so many textures in just five days, and to shock the judges and audience.

Compared with Suzuki Koizumi's "Monk", she is only better in quantity, and Suzuki Koizumi is a master of engraving techniques. In this regard, she admits that she is inferior to him.

Li Baihan smiled lightly, "I thought you were going to ask the teacher for your crime."

After all, it is the girl he likes, all he can see is her goodness, she is neither inferior nor self-deprecating, she has absolute self-confidence.

Standing on the stage to accept the award just now, she was simply radiant.

This is someone he likes!
Song Weiwei took another sip of the wine, the liquid swept between her lips and teeth, with a slightly drunken taste, she curled her lips into a smile, "Why did I ask the teacher to ask the crime, it's not my money, but I just heard that our ten The game has been broadcast live for a few days, so you should have earned back all the money you invested, right?"

Li Baihan stared at the smile on her lips, feeling that he was not intoxicated by alcohol, but was intoxicated by the shallow dimples from her smile, "Well, it can be regarded as a surprise."

When he invested, he didn't think about making money. The only condition was that after the competition, Song's only work must belong to him.

Song Weiwei looked at him quietly for a while, probably because of alcohol, her hands and feet were soft, as if she was stepping on cotton.

She put the wine glass on the table, and walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Li Baihan quickly put down his wine glass, and quickly chased after her. As soon as he was out of the door, Song Weiwei couldn't stand still and slid to the ground. Li Baihan quickly put his arms around her waist, and hugged her horizontally.

"I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Song Weiwei's mind was buzzing, her consciousness had drifted away, and she was so sleepy that she fell asleep.

Li Baihan hugged her, with faint smile lines in the corners of his eyes, he strode towards the elevator.

Instead of sending Song Weiwei back to the competition room, he took the elevator directly upstairs to the presidential suite on the top floor, and put the drunk little woman on the bed. She was unconscious.

Li Baihan sat down by the bed, looked down at the sleeping woman on the bed, the dim light shone on her face, he leaned over slightly, lifted a strand of soft hair from her face, and gently wrapped it around his fingertips .

The dense feelings in his heart just emerged, and he didn't care if she was asleep or not, he lowered his head and bit her lips until she felt pain and moved uneasily, then he let go, and then At first glance, there were two more teeth marks on her lips.

His hand ran through her hair, and this time he bent down, and he didn't get up again for a long time, only the sound of kisses remained in the air.

Song Weiwei slept very unsteadily at the beginning of this sleep. She dreamed that she fell into the sea and was chased by a giant whale. When there was no way to escape, the giant whale opened its bloody mouth and bit her tightly. Q.

She struggled and resisted, but she couldn't get rid of the giant whale no matter what, and was finally eaten by it.

Li Baihan finally raised his head satisfied, and he quietly looked at the girl who was still sleeping peacefully, her lips were very red and swollen.

He reached out and stroked her lips gently, and the phone rang in his ear.

It took him a while before he turned around to pick up his phone, and saw that Song Weiwei's phone rang, and it was Song Chenchen's video request.

He glanced at the person on the bed again and switched on the video.

Song Chenchen didn't expect to see Li Baihan in the video, he looked at his phone screen suspiciously, it was obviously for Mommy, "Shu Shu, are you with my Mommy?"

Li Baihan switched the camera to Song Weiwei who was on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Song Song is very tired now and has fallen asleep."

When Song Chenchen saw Song Weiwei lying on the bed, he let out a groan of disappointment, and saw the camera switch to Li Baihan's handsome face, which was so handsome that both people and gods were angry.

He was afraid that his voice would disturb the sleeping person, so he got up and walked out of the bedroom, went to the living room outside, and guided Song Chenchen to talk to him.

Li Baihan could keep up with Song Chenchen's rambunctious chatter, echoing him from time to time, until Song Chenchen said, "Shu Shu, our kindergarten has a new gardener, grandpa."

Li Baihan didn't think much about it, "Huh?"

Song Chenchen said: "He is so pitiful, he still has to work at such an old age, and he is exposed to the sun and rain every day."

Li Baihan smiled, thinking of the recent controversy over the postponement of retirement bill. In the past, retirement was at 50 years old, and in the future it will be 65 years old. By then, it will be normal for the elderly to work.

It's just that the child is innocent, and he can't speak too bluntly, which casts a shadow on his innocent world.

"But he's so weird. He doesn't like other children and always comes to talk to me. Shushu, does he like me very much and wants me to provide for him?" Song Chenchen didn't know where he heard the word "care for the elderly", his tone It's not a complaint, it seems that he is really thinking about whether he can give him a pension.

"Does Chenchen like Grandpa?" Li Baihan asked.

Song Chenchen nodded vigorously, "Well, I like grandpa. He is very kind to me and always gives me candy, but I didn't ask for it. The teacher said that you can't just ask for candy from strangers. After a while, we are no longer strangers. Can I eat the candy he gave me?"

Li Baihan was amused by his son's words, he said: "The teacher is right, you can't eat food from strangers."

The little guy was still defensive, and he was very obedient. The two chatted mischievously for a while, and Song Chenchen asked him, "Shu Shu, when will my mommy come back?"

Li Baihan subconsciously glanced at the bedroom, the game is over, it's time for them to go back to China, they just left Utopia, can they get along peacefully like they are now when they go back?
"Shu Shu?" Seeing him in a daze, Song Chenchen yelled again.

Li Baihan gave him a comforting smile, "I'll be back in two days, do you have any gifts you want?"

Song Chenchen shook his head, suddenly remembered something, and said, "I want to eat chocolate, can Shushu bring me some chocolate?"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Li Baihan sat on the sofa for a while, then got up and went to the bedroom.

Song Weiwei didn't wake up until the afternoon of the next day. The curtains were drawn in the room, and there was a heavy object on her waist, which made her flustered.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and touched the strong little arm of an adult man. Just as she was about to pick it up, she heard a movement beside the pillow, and the person sleeping next to her woke up.

"Are you awake?" The man's voice was still full of sleepiness, hoarse and sexy.

Song Weiwei paused for half a second, and finally followed the instructions in her heart, holding his arm, trying to take his hand away, but the next second, the man turned over and pressed on her.

The clothes of the two of them under the quilt were thin, and she could feel the strength of the muscles on the man's body, and the scalding body temperature pressed against her, making her feel uncomfortable.

"You, you get up first..."

Li Baihan deliberately pressed her down, put his hands on her side, full of aggression, and said with a somewhat cheeky tone, "You have left me alone for half a month."

Song Weiwei understood what he meant, but still felt awkward in her heart, she said, "I didn't take a shower, and I didn't brush my teeth..."

This is what compromise means.

Even if Li Baihan was just teasing her and didn't really think about doing anything, he was so excited by her, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, picked her up from the bed, and strode toward the bathroom. "Wash together."

The consequence of washing together was that Song Weiwei couldn't get out of bed all day, until the third day, she was terrified when she saw the bed, and she hurried away from that bed as soon as she woke up.

"There's a magazine in the US that wants to interview me, and they're already waiting downstairs in the hotel." Song Weiwei hurriedly said after washing up, fearing that someone would relapse into old ways.

Li Baihan leaned lazily against the door frame, watching her brush powder on her face, the light in the corridor shone on him, the nightgown on his body was half uncovered, and the nail marks left on his neck could be vaguely seen.

"I go with you?"

Song Weiwei glanced at him. This man looked well-dressed under the bed, and he looked like a beast when he got on the bed. She shook her head, "The interview is boring. You should pack your bags. I have to go back tomorrow morning."

She has been in the United States for 20 days, and she is a little homesick.

Li Baihan didn't insist on going with her, the hotel was full of his people, her safety was guaranteed, "Okay, let's go for a stroll in the city at night."

They have to go back, they have been in bed for the past two days, and they haven't had time to buy gifts, Song Chenchen has to buy the chocolates he wants no matter what, and he can't let his son down.

Song Weiwei put down the powder brush, picked up the eyebrow pencil to draw her eyebrows carefully, Li Baihan walked over, and took the eyebrow brush from her hand.

Song Weiwei glared at him, "What are you doing?"

"I'll help you draw." Li Baihan raised his hand and gently pinched her chin, their faces were so close that Song Weiwei could feel her breath intertwined with hers.

Her throat was astringent, and she swallowed quietly. When Li Baihan dipped the eyebrow powder with the eyebrow brush, his eyes stayed on her red and swollen lips for a few seconds, and then moved away restrainedly.

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, and her senses were infinitely magnified. The eyebrow brush swept across the peak of the eyebrows, and then brought them to the ends of the eyebrows, all in one go.

He was very close to her, her thoughts circled the earth, and she put it on him belatedly, the force on her jaw was not heavy, but she couldn't avoid it.

The two breathed intertwined, and she smelled a faint smell of mint and lemon, which was the smell of the toothpaste they used, and she had tasted it countless times in the past two days.

Thinking of this, her cheeks felt slightly hot, and her throat became more uncomfortable. She wanted to swallow but was afraid that he would find out that she was thinking wildly, so she became even more nervous for a while.

During this short and long time, she was almost holding herself back, Li Baihan finally let her go, and said in a low voice, "It's done."

Song Weiwei turned her face away and took a look in the mirror. He was well drawn, with wild eyebrows. She put on lipstick again, and then cleaned up.

Looking up, she saw the wall clock facing the living room. There were only 10 minutes left before the appointed time. She picked up her mobile phone and handbag, "I'll go down first."

When Li Baihan passed him, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist. Song Weiwei looked at him suspiciously, but saw him lower his head and place a soft kiss on her forehead.

"come back earlier."

Song Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of her lips, gently withdrew from his embrace, opened the door and went out.