One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Next to the bus stop, Nalan Xin'er wrapped her chest and circled her toes on the ground.

She remembered that she had been attacked by a gangster at the same place the day before yesterday.

But overnight, the small gangsters were wiped out, and the retribution came quickly! It's a pity that she didn't give her a chance to clean up the scumbags by herself.

"boarding!"

The magnetic male voice sounded calmly.

Nalan Xin'er retracted her thoughts and saw the jet black car parked in front of her.

The car did not have a logo. To her who was used to seeing all kinds of luxury cars since she was a child, her appearance was unremarkable, but the paint was pretty good, and she didn't know where Uncle Dongfang borrowed it.

When I got into the car, the car was very comfortable. Sitting in the co-pilot position, Nalan Xiner was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Sitting with the uncle so close, the wall dong yesterday came to mind again.

That was her first kiss, it was gone!

The uncle was not uncomfortable at all, drove fast and smoothly, and he was calm.

Damn, so calm!

Nalan Xin'er bit her tongue and decided not to care about like a bitter woman!

Now she has only one biggest goal: to abuse scum! Everything else is behind!

No words all the way.

Drive to the Empire State Building.

The Empire State Building is a landmark building and political center of the Empire.

But the top floor is a high-end revolving restaurant open to the outside world, but it's so expensive that most people don't dare to come in, and only accept reservations from people with status.

Those who can come in are either rich or expensive.

When Nalan Xin'er was young, her eldest cousin brought her here, ordered the most expensive dishes, and opened a bottle of the most expensive red wine for her to taste secretly.

After many years, she has forgotten the expensive dishes. She only remembers the thrill of stealing wine for the first time in her life, and the exquisite dessert after the meal-macarons.

Nalan's family also has a chef, but macarons are not a dessert that can be made by just a chef. The production process is very complicated. A slight deviation will not produce the cute shape and sweet and crisp taste. .

After the big cousin is gone, no one will bring her again!

Lan Zijun had brought Lin Meiqing and Lan Zhirou here to celebrate Lin Meiqing's birthday, and he had never thought of calling her.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Nalan Xin'er's face.

Unexpectedly, a luxurious place that hadn't had a chance to set foot in for many years was brought by a man who had no blood relationship with her.

After sitting down, opening the menu, Nalan Xiner suddenly remembered something.

The restaurant is expensive, there are only dishes on the menu, no price at all, because it is the habit of common people to order dishes at the price, not aristocratic!

But Nalan Xin'er knew that the dishes here were definitely not affordable for ordinary people. She couldn't help but be a little worried, hiding her face with the menu, and quietly said to Dongfang Yunhe: "It's too expensive... Uncle... You have enough salary. Flowers?"

Is it too expensive to practice etiquette in such an expensive place? Uncle is just a teacher!

Dongfang Yunhe, who was sitting across from her, raised his eyes faintly, and saw the little thing that was not afraid of the sky, and he was nervous that his wallet was not bulging enough. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth twice, with a smile in his eyes: Well, one meal is enough."

Nalan Xin'er bit the tip of her tongue and said, "But after eating this meal, don't you have to eat the staff canteen for a month? No way, let's change the place!"

Dongfang Yunhe almost couldn't help but laugh, and endured very hard: "No. The owner of this restaurant is... my friend. You can get a free order."

Nalan Xin'er was a little relieved now, and let out a sigh of relief: "Then I can order anything?"

"Well, just click." Dongfang Yunhe's tone unknowingly brought a touch of indulgence.

Isn't this little thing from a rich family?

How can you think about him and worry about the price of a meal? And it's as if you haven't eaten something good for hundreds of years?

Seeing Nalan Xin'er order dessert, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you love young girls' crispy breasts?"

Macarons, this dessert, translates from French meaning, girl's crisp ~ breast.