One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Nalan Xiner just sent a message to Dongfang Yunhe, thanking him, and wanted to ask him where he is now.

Behind her, a gentle palm suddenly stretched out, supporting her shoulder.

Nalan Xin'er has been washing her muscles and marrow in the past few days. She has practiced a lot of agility. She feels someone is approaching behind her. She suddenly lifts her wrist and grabs the opponent’s finger. It was a bit difficult to fall over the shoulder, and she could only win with skill.

And breaking your fingers is one of the best ways to defeat the strong with the weak.

"Um... hiss-it hurts!"

The other party's wailing made her startled slightly.

Sounds, how familiar?

When she turned her head, she covered her mouth, surprised: "Ms. Alexander?"

"Hey, beautiful and clever Lavender girl, don't come without... sheep?" Nalan Xin'er couldn't help but chuckle with a foreign accent.

"Don't come to nothing, not'no sheep'" she couldn't help correcting.

"Right, right, right. Hey-you are really the legendary'Spicy Girl Paper', your hands are so powerful... You call it'Spicy Hand Destroy ~ Flower' in Chinese, right?"

Alexander gasped and moved the fingers that she almost broke.

Sister smashes ~ flowers?

"Puff--" Nalan Xin'er couldn't help but smile again, looking at him with crooked eyebrows.

This brown-haired, brown-eyed, tall, handsome, gentle and humorous man was the French-Chinese mixed-race man who was the local teacher when she was studying in France.

At that time, Nalan Xin'er's profound insights on lavender left an extremely deep impression on the man, and he personally taught her how to distill essential oils and make incense.

Therefore, Nalan Xin'er was quite impressed with him.

"Teacher Alexander, why are you in the imperial capital?" She looked back at the clubhouse where she had just stepped out, and her eyes widened suddenly, "Couldn't, what's the relationship between you and this Alexander?"

Teacher Alexander smiled cheerfully: "Little Lavender, you are very smart. This club is..."

Nalan Xiner smiled and said: "I see, you said before that you want to be a visiting scholar, so you are now coming to the Imperial Capital to experience life? Quietly hide your academic identity and work for this top fashion brand? By the way, it also sells customized products. Perfume, won't you help them be a perfumer?"

The reason why Nalan Xin'er thinks so is that it's not that my eldest lady is really a mess.

But she knew that the designer of the Alexander club, Mr. Alexander, was an orphan, nearly middle-aged, unmarried, childless, and alone.

Therefore, it is impossible for Teacher Alexander to have anything to do with him. Besides, it is common for foreigners to have the same last name. For example, you will meet countless "Tommy" and countless "Adam".

"Cough cough cough... part-time job? Well, you can say the same..."

"Dwarf oil, what's so embarrassing about working as an apprentice? For us girls, getting out of the hall and going into the kitchen is the skill; for men, being able to be a professor and an apprentice is also generous!"

"Little Lavender Beauty, what you said is awesome! Like!"

"Like it, haha..."

"Well, I decided, during my apprenticeship, how about giving full play to my expertise and sponsoring some personal customization?"

"Then the relationship is good, Teacher Alexander...Forget it, I always ask the teacher to see more outside, why not just call you Alexander?"

"That feeling is good!"

"Haha, your Chinese is actually good..."

The two talked and laughed, and they left each other on the phone. They were having a good chat. Nalan Xiner suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Behind him, three meters away! There is... evil spirit!

It's not right, to be precise, it's... a strong smell of vinegar.

She swept away, and an inky black car that was too familiar was parked three and a half meters behind her right.

Uncle? !

Why is the uncle here?

Hey, the uncle didn't make a big soak in the vinegar tank. Why is the car smelling so strong today?