When Baru pushed open the door of the apartment and came in, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong.
Nanxi had already taken a shower and was wearing pajamas with her long hair loose. She was sitting quietly on the sofa. When she heard the noise, she didn't look towards the door.
The man pursed his lips, his handsome eyebrows drooped, he changed into slippers, and walked towards the sofa.
"Baby, what's wrong? Don't you like this apartment? Let's go back now?"
Nanxi still didn't say anything, and looked at him with a half-smile in her black and white eyes.
Baru frowned, "If you have something to say, just say it. If you want to hit me, then do it. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"This apartment is yours?" She raised her eyebrows and spoke lightly.
"Yeah." The man nodded.
"You're staying here while I'm away?"
"No, I just drink a little too much sometimes and when I'm too lazy to go back home, I sleep here. When you're not around, I can make do anywhere."
"Really? You just want to make do and bring another woman here?" A hint of coldness finally appeared on the little woman's face.
The hairs on the back of Baru's head stood up, and he looked at her nervously, "Wife, what nonsense are you talking about? Where did this woman come from? There was no woman, I slept with her alone."
Nanxi sneered with her clear eyes, "Really? Then what is this?" She disdainfully pinched a tissue between two fingers and spread it out in front of Balu. Two long straight light brown hairs lay on it.
"Explain. I found it in the cloakroom."
Baru scratched his head, not sure what she was asking him to explain by showing two pieces of hair. "I don't know."
Nanxi nodded, "What about this? You don't know either?"
She threw one of Baru's tight black vests in his face and said, "Smell it yourself. You don't know how strong the perfume on it is."
Baru's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He had a mouth all over his body but he didn't know where to start.
"Wife, I...I really don't know..."
He took two steps to Nanxi, knelt on one knee, and tried to pull her hand, but she pushed him away.
"Baru, if you tell me the truth, maybe I'll feel better."
"Wife." The man was really panicked, his lips trembling, "I... I really only slept here a few times, alone. Really, I don't know where the smell of hair and perfume came from. Believe me..."
"Don't you sleep here every time you get drunk? There's a term called drunken promiscuity, have you heard of it?" Nanxi looked at the man in front of her seriously, her tone still gentle.
"That's all bullshit. What's with the drunken sex? He was really fucking drunk. He was as soft as mud and couldn't move. How could he have the mind to sleep with a woman?" Baru's eyes turned red with anxiety.
"You can't move, but others can." Nanxi's words shocked Baru, who was stunned for a few seconds, then wiped his face fiercely.
"Wife, I'm drunk, not dead. How could I let another woman get close to me?"
"Who knows? You and Zhan Peng are good brothers, maybe you have similar interests." She sneered, stood up and walked towards the door.
"Baru, we're done."
"Wife..." Baru's heart ached so much that his entire chest was cramping. He stood up by holding onto the coffee table, staggered a few steps and chased after her, hugging her tightly from behind. His voice was trembling and dry.
"Xixi...Xixi...Listen to me, listen to me."
His red eyes were like those of a demon. He forcefully pulled her over and held her face.
"Honey, I'm going to check it out right now, right now, okay? Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll go crazy, I really will go crazy."
"Do we need to check?" The woman's misty eyes gradually turned cold. "Look for yourself. In this room, on the windowsill, on the coffee table, in the bathroom, with all the flowers and little things, which one isn't carefully arranged? You're a rough man, how can you understand flower arrangement? How can you match them together? Look at the fruit plate on the dining table, fresh and unique. Balu, who would believe you when you say you don't keep a woman here?"
The man turned around and looked at what she said. "Isn't this all done by the servants? Honey, I really didn't notice it before."
"You're living too comfortably, you don't even have time to enjoy it, how can you have the energy to pay attention? Get out of here, you scumbag." Nanxi gave him a fierce look, pulled his big hand away, and turned to open the door.
"Nan Xiaoxi." The man seemed to be crazy. He picked up the person by the waist and carried him into the bedroom.
"Balu, what are you doing? Let me go, you bastard." Nanxi struggled to hit him.
The man didn't care at all. He put her on the bed, pulled over a thin blanket, and wrapped her whole body except her head. He rolled her twice and turned her into a stick.
"Baru, let me go, you bastard—"
"Wife, calm down." The man pressed forward, hugged her, and held her face with his forehead touching.
"Wife, although you are jealous, I am quite surprised and happy, but you can't condemn me just like that and abandon me because of such a trivial matter."
"Who's jealous, you scumbag." Nanxi glared at him, bit her lip and turned her face away, no longer looking at him.
"I'm not, honey." He sighed, "I'll have someone check right now. You can't go anywhere. Just stay here obediently, okay?"
"I don't want it. It's disgusting." She glared at the man and didn't want to pay attention to him.
"Then let's go to the box downstairs, okay? Honey, it won't take too long, just half an hour. If I can't find out, you leave and I'll shoot myself right after. Is that okay?" There was no joking in the man's eyes. Nanxi was frightened by his words. She swallowed her saliva and didn't dare to speak like a quail.
"Be good." He touched her hair with his big hand, separated her from the room, took her coat, put it on her, and took her to the box.
In less than twenty minutes, Na Tu pushed the door open and followed by Fu Chai, who brought a girl in. Then, Yin Yin followed in.
Balu had been sitting next to Nanxi, watching her quietly playing with her mobile phone. She seemed very calm, but he knew that the calmer his little wife was, the more dangerous she was, because all her thoughts were in her head.
"Do you want to say it yourself, or should I say it for you?" Na Tu glared at the girl in the waiter uniform with tear marks on her face and spoke coldly.
"Manager, I really didn't mean it. I didn't mean to do anything, really..." She clasped her hands together and looked at Natu with tears in her eyes, begging.
Baru didn't know this girl at all. His handsome face was extremely tense. He watched her crying quietly.
"I just put a few more bouquets of flowers in when I clean every day, thinking that when Young Master Long comes and sees them, he'll feel better. I really don't have any other thoughts."
"I was wondering why you were pestering me to agree to clean Brother A-Long's apartment. So you have bad intentions?"
Yin Yin, who had been keeping a cold face, stepped forward excitedly and glared at the sobbing girl. "Who do you think you are? How dare you set your sights on Brother A-long?"
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