One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 1260: The big cousin returns [36]

Nalan Xiner covered her lips, her expression slightly exaggerated, and her tone was still serious.

I heard the other party's face blushing slightly.

"Hey, girl, don't slander me like that, my orientation is normal!" The old man blushed and affirmed with a thick neck, "I just received an invitation to a banquet and a wine tasting! I'm not interested in what kind of emperor is young. ."

Nalan Xiner then burst out laughing, looking at the tall, funny curly-haired old man in front of her, whose face was radiant because of the beauty treatment, and a tinge of red because of her joke just now, she thought, The world is really small.

Meet at the Alexandria club just now, now at the banquet.

This old man was bullied by the unruly old lady at the Pressure Mountain Conference, and he almost didn't even have a chance to apply the mask, and the image design couldn't be done, so he was also an angry old man.

If Nalan Xiner hadn't helped him out, the old lady would have bullied him to death.

Pity him, an old man, but he can't be an old lady.

But...

Nalan Xiner looked up and down the old man, the royal blue shirt, black vest, black trousers, red bow tie... and the fluffy little curly hair, uh, this match, will it be too warm and too warm Funny, like a comedian on stage.

It seems that the time for the image design was won for him, and the effect is too... appalling.

She couldn't believe it, it was a product of the Alexander Club.

The old man was very proud: "I'm handsome, right? Let me tell you, this is what I finally persuaded the designer to do according to my ideas. Their studio is too tasteless, alas, there is no way, I have to In order to make such a handsome and classic image, I personally guide you sentence by sentence."

Nalan Xiner: "..." Is the designer going to cry?

The old man frowned: "Hey, girl, what the **** kind of expression do you have? Don't be dissatisfied, don't admit my taste. By the way, don't digress, I was correcting your wine just now. Your champagne posture is wrong. !”

Nalan Xiner: "..."

Her aristocratic etiquette was taught by her uncle, which is absolutely perfect and elegant.

Anyone dare to say that her drinking posture is wrong?

No way.

The old man reached out his hand very seriously, swinging Nalan Xiner's fingers to adjust several angles, and finally let her hold the handle of the cup loosely, wrinkling her nose and pointing: "Look , that's right!"

Nalan Xiner was speechless: "..." This is just a few millimeters of difference, right? She was holding it almost like that just now.

The old man asked proudly: "What is the best temperature to drink champagne?"

"8 to 10 degrees." Nalan Xiner rolled her eyes. She also knows how to drink, okay? !

The old man didn't seem to expect her to know so accurately, a flash of surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes, but then he said more arrogantly: "So you are in the wrong position. You just touched the wall of the cup, the heat of your fingers , destroying the temperature of the champagne! Then the taste is seriously affected."

Nalan Xiner: "..." Nima, sister's finger is not a small stove or a charcoal stick, can the glass heat up by touching it? ! you sure? !

The old man had a very sure look on his face. Nalan Xiner was arguing with respect for the elderly and did not argue with him.

The old man widened his eyes and stretched out his fingers: "Hey, hey, you are wrong again! Wrong! This time your posture is seriously wrong again!"