Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Black slacks wrapped his slender legs. Xie Yan's legs were beautifully shaped, with standard body proportions. The perfection of this version may make many men's clothing models feel ashamed.

The same black and white color scheme, the two of them stood together as if they were wearing couple outfits, Xie Fan looked good, Shen Lingxi already knew it, what surprised her at first glance was that he was wearing glasses when he went out.

The gold-rimmed glasses frame fell on the bridge of the nose, and the cold and distant eyes looked even colder, with a bit of a gentle scum.

Shen Lingxi: "It's okay."

The appointment with Jiao Yuanyuan was at 11:30, and now it was 11:25, Shen Lingxi was still taking his time, and Xie Fan didn't rush her, so she walked with her if she wanted to walk.

The two chatted while walking, most of the time Xie Fan was asking questions and she was answering.

The questions are all about school affairs, like parents who want to know about their children's life in school.

The scent on Xie Fan's body is very light, unlike ordinary men's perfumes, very special.

As soon as the wind blows, Shen Lingxi's sense of smell is stimulated faintly, and the faint wood fragrance also has a faint smell of cedar and leather, which is cold and wild.

It's very similar to Xie Yan's feeling, with a cold and alien appearance, and has absolute control over everything.

Shen family.

Jiao Yuanyuan looked at the time, her expression gradually becoming impatient.

"Is she sure she will come?" Jiao Yuanyuan asked.

Shen Yuxin's face was also not very good: "Well, she agreed."

finally.

When Jiao Yuanyuan was about to make a call, the doorbell rang at home.

The nanny at home went to open the door, and two beautiful faces came into view. Although they did not wear makeup, they were still unbelievably beautiful.

It's not been a day or two since she worked in Shen's house, and the nanny vaguely knows some things about the family.

I thought that the young lady I found from the countryside was probably also a rough-skinned and thick-skinned master, but I didn't expect to be so delicate and beautiful.

The nanny was startled, but she quickly came back to her senses and said, "Miss Shen, Madam and Miss have been waiting for you for a long time."

Although she looks pretty, she has no manners at all, and she can't even do the most basic punctuality, let alone compare herself to Miss Yu Xin.

"Who is this?" the nanny asked, "Madam didn't say that Miss Shen would bring guests back."

Shen Lingxi smiled: "Aren't you allowed to bring it without telling me?"

The nanny frowned: "If you want to bring someone back, you should tell your wife. This is the most basic courtesy."

The voice of the nanny's words was obviously scolding Shen Lingxi and didn't understand the rules, and everyone who was dubious would be brought to Shen's house.

"Oh, then I won't go in if that's the case." Shen Lingxi made a gesture to leave.

Jiao Yuanyuan kept paying attention to the movement outside the door when the nanny went to open the door. If she deliberately didn't go there, she was showing Mrs. Shen's fault. The nanny's sarcasm at Shen Lingxi was also her behavior that she acquiesced to.

It's just that she didn't expect that Shen Lingxi didn't play her cards according to the routine and was about to leave immediately.

Shen Yunci and Shen Mingqi have already called on the phone, in order to let them come back and see how she and Shen Lingxi get along in harmony, and to let them put down their guard and think that they can get along well with her.

If she leaves, how will the next play be sung.

"Xixi, why didn't you come in when you got to the door." Jiao Yuanyuan walked out of the living room with a decent look.

Shen Lingxi smiled, this scene was really blunt.

If she wanted to act, Shen Lingxi would naturally accompany her.

"It's nothing, the nanny may not like me very much, so I'll just go." Shen Lingxi made an aggrieved look.

Jiao Yuanyuan: "..."

nanny:"……"

Shen Yuxin who came out followed: "..."