My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 179

As expected, he knew Morris was no good.

"No, no, no, my company has dozens of employees, and the decorations given to you wedding site are top of the line imports, they are all expensive. I will never give you a discount, I would rather you slap my face!"

It was 300 million. 10% off would be 30 million.

No way!

A light smile rippled across Morris’ handsome face, "Slap you? Right face or left face?"

"Come on, come on, slap as you want."

Vivian approached her face directly to him, allowing him to slap her.

Looking at the woman close at hand, her short hair was black set off her dedicate face, her big eyes with thick and curly long eyelashes, was like butterfly wings fluttering, especially the pair of watery clear eyes was soulful and cute.

When she laughed, she looked innocent and endearing; when she was serious, she didn't smile, and her bright face was slightly cold.

How in the world could there be such a woman?

Morris never thought that one day he would be overcome by a woman.

"Come on, slap me, and I won't have to discount it afterwards." Vivian looked at him and asked again.

Listening to her words, Morris couldn't help but reach out and a slap quickly fell, Vivian immediately closed her eyes when she saw that stance.

However, instead of waiting for a slap, she felt the man's large warm palm over her cheek, gently rubbing her cheek with gentle movements.

Vivian frowned and pushed him away, "Morris, you're fucking taking advantage of me, aren't you?"

The man who had stumbled a step after being pushed had a slightly cold face, grabbed her arm and brought her towards him, putting his thumb up in front of her nose, "Smell it, what's that smell?"

"Pfft, that stinks. Did you get poop on your hand?" Vivian covered her nose in disgust, resisted.

Morris nodded with a straight face and pulled a tissue from the table to wipe his hands, "I haven't been to the bathroom."

"Then why does it stink so much?"

"Ask yourself."

"Ask ...... ask me?"

Vivian first froze, and then subconsciously reached out and touched on her face, which revealed that her cheek was wet.

She smelled it again to the nose, and found it really stink.

So, was that her saliva?

It was so embarrassing.

"Heh heh, I fell asleep, sorry, hahaha."

She hastily pulled out a few tissues and wiped her face.

As she was wiping, she caught a glimpse of the unconcealed smile on Morris’ face, and her face froze, "What are you smiling about? Don't you ever drool in your sleep?!"

The man immediately curbed his smile and said in a deep voice, "Wipe it well and don't let the shit get on your hands."

Morris never thought he would say outright such a vulgar word.

"Get out!"

"That's what you said."

Morris shrugged and spread his hands in a 'none of my business' gesture.

Vivian froze and angry.

Such a lively girl, despite her rude words, was not pretentious but straightforward and generous.

As Morris looked at her, he just felt his heart beat faster, and for a moment, he really wanted to take her into his arms.

But he didn't dare.

Suddenly he remembered how recklessly and deeply he had hurt this woman when he first met her.

The way she looked hurt was something he didn't want to see again.

So that was what it was like to love and not get it.