After finally coaxing Nan Zhenguo into hanging up the phone, he looked up and met Baru's red eyes.
"Okay, okay, my dad did say something harsh. Are you sad?" Nanxi took his large and dry hand and scratched his palm.
"What does he mean? Let me be your lover? I don't care what your status is, the key is can I let other men get close to you? Do you think I'm made of clay?
To avoid putting me in a difficult position, Brother Meng let Zhan Peng and the others do all the work this time and removed me from my position, fearing that I would provoke your dad and you would get angry and run away. But did you notice that this old man is getting more and more aggressive? It's like I'm afraid of him..."
The man sat cross-legged on the bed, his chest heaving up and down with anger.
"Okay, okay, I'm so wronged." Nanxi pinched the man's handsome face and coaxed him in a sweet voice.
"Nan Xiaoxi, you heard it, he is unreasonable, you can't take his side without principles." Balu could tolerate anything, but he couldn't tolerate Nan Xiaoxi taking the Nan family's side without any reason.
"No, how could I let you be my lover? Our Lord Long is so powerful, he has no face." She picked up the clothes beside her and stuffed them into the man's hand.
"Get dressed first and wait for me in the car."
"What? Are you going home?" Baru finally curled up his lips into a very faint smile.
"Well, I'd better go back and be at ease. This place is full of my dad's spies." She got out of bed, changed her clothes, and left the room.
The sky outside is bright and the flowers are in full bloom.
When Nanxi finished packing Han Yingna and came out with her small bag, Balu had already driven out his car.
"Aren't you driving a car with a roof?" She sat in the passenger seat and waited for Baru to fasten her seat belt.
"Let Fu Chai come over to take care of the military camp later. Zhan Peng is going to Thailand in the next two days and doesn't need a car." Balu fastened the seat belt for the little ancestor. He was in a good mood and drove off while whistling.
"Zhanpong is going to Thailand, why are you showing off?" Nanxi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"I'm not showing off because of where he went, but because I brought my wife home. Nan Xiaoxi, you don't understand. I have a wife and he doesn't, and he still has to play around with that woman. It's suffocating him to death."
The little woman glared at him with her distinct black and white eyes. "Don't try to trick me. Even if you ask me a million times, I still say the same thing: I don't know."
"Wife, Zhan Zhan is sick and keeps crying for his mother. Zhan Peng is a bastard, but the child is always innocent. Zhan Zhan is much more obedient than the two brats of the Wu family. How can you bear it?"
"I really don't know, Balu. Yana wanted to tell me at the beginning, but I didn't listen because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to bear it and just block all the roads. Zhan Zhan is doing this to show that scumbag what he has done. He is the one who failed his wife and children, so you really shouldn't ask anymore."
"Okay, I got it." Balu didn't say anything else. He had tried his best. He couldn't offend his own wife for the sake of his brother's wife.
Nanxi took a break these two days and went back to the villa, where she was busy updating the comics. Baru asked the guards to keep watch and then drove out.
During dinner time, Nanxi went downstairs and didn't see Baru. She asked casually, but the servants didn't know either.
It was not until after ten o'clock in the evening, when she had finished taking a shower and gone to bed, that the bedroom door was pushed open.
Nanxi, who was sitting on the bed reading a book, looked up with her moist eyes filled with surprise. She was stunned for more than ten seconds before she spoke, "Were you robbed?"
The tall and strong man raised his legs and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a smirk, "Is it ugly?"
Nanxi watched him speechlessly as he shaved his short hair into a buzz cut, wanting to cry but unable to. "What are you doing this time?"
"Look at this." The man took off his shirt again. This time, Nanxi was so shocked that she was speechless.
His broad back was covered with tattoos.
In the distance are the layers of mountains of Daqili under the red sun. On a small bamboo house, sits a girl in fluttering clothes, with her long hair loosely braided into a pigtail. Her profile looking from afar is a bit melancholy, but breathtakingly beautiful.
The entire tattoo is exquisite and artistic, and it is obvious that it is the work of a master, but the red skin still looks a bit scary.
He turned around and saw a few words tattooed on his chest: "Xixi, my life."
Nanxi covered her lips with her bare hands, her moist eyes trembled slightly, she choked with sobs and couldn't speak, tears streaming down her face.
"Why are you crying? It doesn't hurt." The man reached out to wipe her tears. "Why are you so delicate? You cry at the slightest provocation."
"Are you stupid? Who told you to do this? Isn't it childish?" Nanxi cried for a long time, then sat up and pinched and hit him.
"Ba Xiaolu, you're a psychopath, you're a psychopath..."
The man let her hit him and touched his shaved head. "It's quite cool."
"It's so ugly..." Nanxi pouted and looked at him, tears still flowing from her eyes.
"It's better to be ugly. If you are ugly, no one will care about you. Everything is yours."
"I still like Shuailong." Nanxi teased him deliberately.
"It's handsome if you like it. It's fine for use." The man rubbed the top of her head and was choked by her and lost his temper.
"Why did you get this tattoo? It's weird." Nanxi pointed at the four words on his chest with a bit of disgust.
"I'll tattoo you on my body and carry you with me wherever I go. I'm yours, and no one else can get their hands on me." He said calmly.
"How come your train of thought is so strange?" Nanxi said, then she put her arms around his neck and leaned her head into his arms.
"Ba Xiaolu, you're so naive, so silly, so stupid..."
"But I like it so much..."
The man's big hand stroked her hair from time to time, "It's my fault for not giving you a sense of security, honey."
His love was strong and passionate from the beginning. She was used to being wrapped in the burning feeling, and slowly got used to the feeling and gradually opened her heart.
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