Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 373 - 375: Comparison can kill a person 1_1

"How many times have I told you, that was just socializing, and I may inadvertently get a little perfume on me. I never messed around!" Shit, he had no idea how he ended up with the scent of perfume on him. If he did, he would have washed it off long ago. Nan Baihao was furious, he blew his top: "What of it if I have a trace of perfume on me? I’m a man. What’s wrong if I hang out with a few girls? If you ever make a spectacle of yourself in such places again, I might as well add a mistress to my life!"

Anger surged in Huanhuan, she pushed the man overbearing her fiercely and kicked him hard, knocking the unprepared man off the bed. Still not satisfied, she grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him, swearing: "If you dare to keep a mistress, I’ll destroy you!"

Thump! Nan Baihao fell flat on his face.

At this point, Baihao was also livid, he got up, with one swing of his arm, knocked Liang Huanhuan back onto the bed. Her black belt in taekwondo was pathetic under his hands!

Huanhuan immediately rolled over and got up. The two then engaged in combat on the bed.

The fight was incredibly fierce.

The battlefield started from the bed, then moved to the carpet, and in the end, things all over the room were flying around. Anything they could grab was used as a weapon, thrown at each other.

"You... you..." Baihao was so angry he couldn’t even speak properly, his face was dark as pitch. He grabbed a pillow and hit her back, "Liang Huanhuan, you crazy woman! I must have been blind to marry you!"

Huanhuan, who was about to burst with anger, was taken aback by these words. Standing there, she couldn’t believe the man before her. She looked at Nan Baihao, and Nan Baihao looked back at her. Their expressions were utterly complex!

They stared at each other for a full thirty seconds.

Only then did Huanhuan snap out of it, she snatched her clothes and hurriedly put them on, ready to storm out.

Only then did Nan Baihao come to his senses, he rushed to the door and locked the bedroom.

"Nan Baihao, get out of my way!"

"So you blinded yourself and married me, right? Now you regret it, right? I’m leaving! Is that alright?"

Nan Baihao didn’t let her go, instead, he embraced her, allowing her to punch and kick. He didn’t let go, and hurriedly pleaded, "Huanhuan, Huanhuan, I have a sharp tongue, I’m such an asshole. I lost my temper and said things I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry, honey, I was wrong."

He lifted her up and both of them collapsed onto the bed.

Huanhuan was heartbroken. He actually said that marrying her was a mistake! Nan Baihao tucked their drained bodies under the quilt, tightly wrapping her arms and legs in it. His stubble continuously brushing against her face, he kept apologizing, "Honey, I love you, really. Marrying you was the biggest blessing of my life. I was wrong, wrong. Don’t be upset. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have come home with a perfume scent. I was the one in the wrong, okay?"

"Nan Baihao, you’re such a jerk! You’re going to marry a mistress, you’re sick of me! That’s what you said yourself!"

"Who said that? I’ll break her! Huanhuan, my dear wife, I only fancy you. As for mistresses or anything like that, I, Nan Baihao, won’t even spare them a glance. Really, I just can’t control my mouth. Don’t you know how powerful your Taekwondo skills are? A kick from you almost disabled me. If I’m disabled, your happiness in the next life will be gone, you know?"

He took one of her hands and slapped himself, "What if I get you that Range Rover you love so much? I’ll take you to buy it tomorrow? It looks so boss when you drive it."