One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Dongfang Yunhe drove angrily, inevitably the speed was a bit fast.

But Nalan Xiner asked with a smile, "Uncle, can I talk now?"

"Say!"

"Uncle, the car is a bit fast, I'm dizzy..."

As an amateur racer, she is actually not dizzy. It's just that at the moment, she was typing the remarks of Mr. Alexander's phone number in the phone book of her mobile phone. The speed of the car was fast, and her eyes dizzy, it was a bit difficult to enter.

A certain man glanced sideways and saw the signature "Mr. XX" on the phone number. He twisted his eyebrows and slammed on the brakes.

Resolutely, resolutely.

"Huh" all of a sudden, Nalan Xin'er was shot in the seat.

hiss--

Uncle smelly, really a man with a rude heart.

She muttered in her heart.

Yeah! Oops, she was suddenly hit by the brakes, she accidentally pressed the delete button, and the phone number she just entered was gone!

Hum.

He narrowed his mouth and glared at Dongfang Yunhe, who was still driving steadily.

I saw a certain man stretch his eyebrows inexplicably, it seemed that there was no such nameless fire just now, and even the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

Pleasant and successful.

Without noticing the man’s dark belly smile, Nalan Xiner closed her phone depressed, thinking, forget it, anyway, Alexander works at the clubhouse to experience life, if she has something, she can come to him at any time. .

So she didn't struggle with this matter for long, instead she continued to ask Dongfang Yunhe: "Uncle, you haven't told me, why did you suddenly appear here?"

"Didn't you send a text message to ask me where I am." Dongfang Yunhe's temper smoothed and his tone became better.

"Haha, yes, but you haven't returned my text message yet, but someone has come."

"Yeah." Dongfang Yunhe faintly agreed. But I thought in my heart, the master's time to reply to your text message, it is better to come directly, come faster.

Nalan Xin'er didn't delve into it. How did he know that he was in the Alexandria clubhouse, but said with great interest: "I wanted to invite you to dinner, thank you. Uncle, I didn't expect that the dress was specially made for me by you. You have a lot of money, don’t you? Let me tell you, you can’t do this, does the professor’s salary have an annual salary of 200,000? At the rate you spend money..."

Balabala, began to judge him seriously.

Dongfang Yunhe squinted at the little thing with a serious look, listening to her earnestly calculating financial accounts for him, suddenly a feeling that he had never felt before.

At this moment, why is the little thing so like a housekeeper? Is that kind of little wife who is nervous all day long and restrains her husband?

Such a recognition made Dongfang Yunhe's heart soften suddenly.

It's warm and itchy.

With a surprisingly patience, she waited until she was dry and said, "Well, you will take care of our expenses from now on."

"Huh?" Nalan Xin'er was dumbfounded.

She just kindly advised him not to spend money so lavishly in the future, and to stop pompous. What's more, spending money for her, she feels guilty and feels ashamed, after all, her fiancee is a fake.

But, how did the situation change instantly—as if she was changing a trick to control him for pocket money and financial power? She definitely didn't mean that.

"Uncle..." She wanted to explain.

But the next second, a certain man did something that made her even more dumbfounded.