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

Chapter 210 I love you, I can't live without you in this life~

Song Weiwei's eyelashes trembled violently, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the man's receding back. It was only when she heard the sound of the bathroom door closing gently that she took a deep breath.

Panic, at a loss.

All kinds of emotions rushed at her, and she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, struggling every second, should she lie down on the bed now, or run away quickly?

Emotion made her run away, but reason made her lie flat.

After a long time, she closed her eyes, shook her head, got up and walked to the kitchen.

She poured a glass of boiling water, staring at the rising white mist in a daze, before the water cooled down, she still had a chance to choose.

At some point, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Li Baihan let out his wet hair, and the living room light was still on, so he walked to the door of the master bedroom and took a look inside.

He wasn't surprised that he didn't see anyone, so he turned and walked towards the living room.

White light escaped from the kitchen, he walked slowly, the carpet absorbed the sound of his footsteps, he stood silently at the door of the kitchen, just in time to see Song Weiyi swallowing the pills with water.

He frowned slightly, taking in all her movements.

She is taking medicine?

At this point in time, what medicine do you take?

He took down the towel, still the water dripped from his hair, he leaned against the kitchen door, with a lazy expression, "What are you doing?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Hearing his voice suddenly, Song Weiwei was startled, water choked into her throat, she coughed desperately, her throat was dry and sore.

Li Baihan stood up helplessly and walked over, took her into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Am I a ghost, to scare you like this?"

Song Weiwei quickly raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her eyes were full of choked tears, which wet her eyelashes. She looked very innocent and pitiful.

Only she knows, she has a guilty conscience.

Did Li Baihan see that she took the medicine?

Seeing her silent, Li Baihan slightly raised his eyebrows, and whispered close to her ear, "Song Weiyi, are you going to eat something you shouldn't be behind my back?"

Song Weiwei's back was stiff, and she almost choked on her own saliva again, "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm just thirsty and drink some water."

"is it?"

Song Weiwei withdrew from his arms and drank the remaining water. During this period, she seemed to have accumulated enough courage, and when she raised her eyes again, the panic was gone.

She took a step forward, pinching the buttons on the man's pajamas with her fingers, and said in a soft and seductive tone, "It's getting late, should we go to bed?"

Li Baihan looked at her with downcast eyes. Under the soft warm yellow light, her brows and eyes were lowered, and she couldn't see the expression in her eyes clearly, but she was very stiff.

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly picked her up and put her on the counter. He put his hands on her side, and his slightly bent body made them look at each other at the same level.

"Song Weiyi, say you love me and want me, and you can't live without me in this life."

His voice was very soft, bewitching, and each word was typed into the depths of Song Weiwei's mind, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at him.

"I……"

Li Baihan stared at her without blinking, "Tell me, I will give you whatever you want."

Song Weiwei opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word. She stared blankly at Li Baihan, and sleeping with him gave her 12 points of courage, so she could barely escape.

Now the difficulty has increased.

It's just a sentence, she can say it by gritting her teeth, but her tongue is like anesthesia, and it's difficult to say a word, "Me?"

"Huh?" Li Baihan looked at her quietly, with complicated emotions in her eyes, she opened her mouth several times to speak, but then closed it blankly.

The fiery heat in his heart gradually cooled down.

He didn't wait any longer, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Go to sleep."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Song Weiwei's heart tightened, and she quickly reached out to grab him, but only grabbed the corner of the pajamas, but the material was silky, and it only paused at her fingertips, before leaving with the master.

She sat on the kitchen counter, watching Li Baihan's back disappearing outside the door, she lowered her hand slightly, her eyes flushed unconsciously.

She was wronged and irritable.

Why did he ask her to say that? He clearly knew that each of them got what they needed, yet he forced her to say that.

The humming sound of the hair dryer came from outside the living room, and soon the sound disappeared, and the living room fell into silence.

Song Weiwei jumped off the counter. She slowly walked out of the living room. The living room was empty. She walked to the master bedroom. The door was not closed. The man was lying on his side on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom.

She hesitated at the door, then walked in and closed the door behind her.

She walked to the other side, lifted the quilt and lay down. The two-meter bed was too big. After she lay down, she was at least one meter away from Li Baihan.

She tilted her head and looked at his back, feeling that this meter was like a natural moat, which she couldn't cross.

She closed her eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but the medicine she had just taken started to stir up trouble in her body, and her face slowly became flushed.

She turned her head to look at the man's cold back, her eyes showed longing, she wanted to get close to him, she wanted to hug him, she wanted to...

Do not!

She doesn't want to!

She turned her back to him, and curled herself into a ball. She now deeply understands what it means to be self-inflicted.

But if the time went back to half an hour ago, she still couldn't say that sentence.

That was her bloody sincerity, the sincerity that was abandoned by him, he told her to say it, she had to say it, why?

"Hmm..." Song Weiwei bit her lower lip, enduring the itching of the ants eating her body, she lay motionless, trying to calm down the restlessness in her body.

Li Baihan was actually not asleep.

He knew that she had walked into the bedroom, and he also knew that she was lying on the bed, the surroundings were silent, her every move was infinitely magnified, and the breathing of the other party became the source of disturbing dreams.

He closed his eyes and was about to force himself to fall asleep, but when he heard her uncontrollable panting, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Gradually, he felt that she curled himself up into a ball, her body seemed to be trembling secretly, and he suddenly turned over.

Sure enough, I saw the bulge of the quilt trembling slightly.

"Song Weiyi, what's wrong with you?"

Li Baihan lifted the quilt, only to find that the clothes on her back were wet with sweat, his pupils shrank, he quickly pressed her shoulders, and pulled her over.

Her face was flushed, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her white teeth clenched her lower lip tightly, as if she was enduring some unbearable pain.

Li Baihan suddenly panicked.

The skin touched by his fingers was astonishingly hot. He was flustered immediately, and then tried his best to calm himself down, "Are you feeling unwell? I'll call the doctor."

Li Baihan said that he was going to get his phone, but Song Weiyi hugged his arm, and she rubbed her cheek against his hypothermic arm, relieving the unbearable fire in her body.

"Don't call the doctor."

As soon as her voice came out, she became very hoarse, and it fell into the man's ears, challenging his willpower at all.

"Good boy, you need to see a doctor when you're sick, don't try..." Before he could finish his sentence, Song Weiwei suddenly threw him on the bed, and whispered with her lips against the corner of his mouth:

"I love you, I want you, and I can't live without you in this life!"