One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Nalan Xin'er was on the bed, thinking about the same question over and over again.

Is there really no capital, and scum bucket?

The sky has turned white unconsciously, and the morning light shines through the window on the pocket watch, glowing with moisturizing light.

She closed her pocket watch with a "click", jumped out of bed, put on her school uniform, cleaned herself up and went out.

Before eating breakfast, she went to the main building and took a look at the room where the uncle lived last night. The door was open and people had already left.

After breakfast, the exchange course officially opened.

The leading teacher from the French school led everyone to visit the lavender field planted in the castle.

The peculiar fragrance of lavender refreshes the heart and seems to wash away all unclean things.

Nalan Xin'er didn't pay attention to the few students who were whispering to herself, but looked at the French teacher intently.

The French teacher Alexander is a handsome young man with brown hair and brown eyes. He likes to teach on-site: "Who can tell me what I know about lavender?"

Nalan Xin'er narrowed her eyes coldly. When she was in the limelight, Lan Zhirou, a class A student, would definitely not let it go.

Sure enough, Lan Zhirou was the first to raise her hand, and her gentle voice spoke fluently and authentically: "Lavender belongs to the Lamiaceae, a small shrub, spikes, an ovoid calyx, with 13-15 veins, and 5 teeth. The whole world. There are 28 species, distributed in the Atlantic Ocean, the Mediterranean Sea to Somalia, and India. The flowering period is from June to August. They are semi-tolerant and cool. They can grow at 5-30 degrees Celsius, so they are very suitable for planting ornamental flowers."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sigh:

"Wow, Xueba is Xueba! That's amazing!"

"I feel so professional, so awesome, so tall..."

"Zhirou, do you know what the flower language of lavender is?"

"Waiting for love." Lan Zhirou enjoyed everyone's compliments, and said softly to Alexander with a touch of shame, "The flower language of lavender is waiting for love."

Everyone sighed again, and Xueba really knew everything like a textbook.

Alexander did not comment, but smiled slightly: "Any other students answer?"

Everyone thought that there was no better answer than Lan Zhirou, and they shook their heads.

At this moment, I saw a long, tender white arm, like a slim wind lotus, raised high.

When everyone looked at it, they couldn't help showing a disdainful expression:

"Isn't that Nalan Xin'er, that scumbag in class B?"

"It is said that she is Zhirou's younger sister, so why are the two sisters one world at a time?"

"Do you know, this straw bag went with a man XX-OO last night, it's a shame!"

"Damn, she must have gone through the back door to get the quota for the visit. What insights can I have?"

The harsh words usually fall into Nalan Xin'er's ears.

She did not change her face, her tone was steady and elegant: "In Provence, lavender means'clean'. Its beauty lies not in appearance but in value. It can inhibit many kinds of fungi. It is said that the Black Death ravaged Europe and killed it. When countless nobles, the farmers who planted lavender were safe and sound; it can also beautify the skin, lose weight and lower fat, relieve anxiety, relieve sleep disorders, and even...the legend can also exorcise. Many people think its flower language is waiting for love, but rarely Everyone knows that it’s even more beautiful, “justbreathe, you can see themiracle”-you can see the miracle by breathing hard!"

As soon as Nalan Xiner's voice fell, the audience was silent for an instant!

"Breathe hard, and you can see a miracle!"

This sentence, as if with a magical power, was filled with a powerful aura of thought, and permeated a kind of perseverance and courage to attack proactively and without hesitation.

In contrast, the "waiting for love" mentioned by Lan Zhirou just now seemed a bit cramped, passive and petty.

Not to mention, Lan Zhirou said that lavender is an "ornamental flower", while Nalan Xiner interprets the extraordinary medicinal value of lavender, interspersed with small historical allusions, customs and customs, which sounds refreshing!

Damn it, isn't this a scumbag? How to say such an amazing answer!