Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 374 - 376: Comparison can kill a person 2_1

"I don’t care! I have my own car!"

"Your car runs like a turtle, I’ll buy you a new one, I want to buy it for you, do you want it or not?"

Only a fool would refuse! Without any hesitation, Huanhuan pulled her hand back from his greedy grasp and nodded firmly: "Yes! But you can only dote on me! Swear it!"

"Alright, I swear! In this lifetime, I, Nan Baihao, will only dote on one wife, Liang Huanhuan!"

"And you have to swear you won’t come home in the middle of the night!"

"When have I ever come home in the middle of the night?"

Huanhuan huffed: "There were, five times this month. Coming home at two in the morning, leaving me alone at home. I call you to ask when you’ll be back, and you swear at me over the phone, saying I’m annoying!"

"That’s because I was at work, and your constant calls would make me a laughingstock among the lads."

"I don’t care, you must not be out till the small hours of the night!" She hated the feeling of loneliness at home, and the feeling of falling asleep alone under the blanket.

"Alright, alright, I promise you everything, but you can’t go to those places anymore!"

Getting what she wanted, Huanhuan’s mouth curved into a smile: "Deal!"

They leaned in for a kiss and continued their lovemaking. The whole room was in a mess, as if it had been robbed, but they, the couple who were so in tune with each other, disregarded the messy room and continued their pillow fight. Their homelife was filled with quarrels every now and then, things got broken and replaced, but life was still happening all the same.

Nan Baihao thought a man should stand his ground, clearly, he was the one who got angry tonight, but why was he the one apologising in the end? He didn’t understand. After a sweaty session of lovemaking, he held his wife in his arms and felt tired. Thinking about it was too exhausting, so he decided to sleep.

...

When Yan Fengchi called Luo Xi, she was at the backdoor of a nightclub, brawling with someone.

Yan Fengchi had never seen a woman like Luo Xi before. She was sexy and fiery, but when she got into a fight, she was every bit as fierce as any man. When he drove to the scene, he saw a group of men lying disarrayed on the ground, while a fearsome, sexy woman was standing on someone’s face: "Where’s my wallet?"

The man, with a bruised face, tremblingly took out a wallet from his pocket: "Goddess, goddess..."

Yan Fengchi was anxious when he arrived, but as he leaned against the wall now, his arms crossed, a whistle escaped his lips.

Luo Xi turned her head back, and upon seeing the nonchalant Fengchi, she straightened herself abruptly. His gaze fell on the bleeding cut on her forehead, and he quickly rushed over, "You’re hurt!"

Like it was nothing, Luo Xi retied her hair into a ponytail, took her wallet back, picked up her coat from the ground, and got into his car.

She was alone in the nightclub drinking, and someone dared to steal her wallet. It was stolen, fine. But when she caught him, instead of giving it back, he summoned a bunch of thugs to gang up on her.

Luo Xi sat in the passenger seat, flexing her wrist and opening the window for some cool air. The fight had sobered her up from the booze.

She adamantly refused to go to the hospital. Yan Fengchi took out the first aid kit, and she took out the iodine, cotton swabs, and gauze from it. She skillfully bandaged herself, popped an anti-inflammatory pill, and that was it.