Marvel’s Princess Becomes King

Chapter 1150 Go to Kunlun

Twilight's driving skills are very good, so good that even she herself thinks it's incredible. She thinks it's a super-level performance under the tight time, and she doesn't take it too seriously. With her excellent driving skills and reaction speed, she can't leave the apartment. Within half an hour, her figure appeared in various high-end fashion stores.

Underwear, outerwear, tops, skirts, shoes, bags, scarves, all kinds of clothing are within the scope of her purchase. The employer only asks her to buy them. As for which one to buy and what color to buy, she needs to measure it herself.

The results of her day's work can only be described as bad, her carefully selected clothing, the employers are not satisfied, and she has no sense of fashion.

"Sorry, sorry, ma'am, you know, I've had a headache lately, and I have some hallucinations that affect me from time to time, no no no! I'm not quitting, I just need a little time to adjust, soon, it won't affect my work , right, right..." She hurriedly apologized, said all her kind words, and finally embraced her work.

"Fake, fashion!" she scolded rather depressedly.

What the hell is this shitty fashion? She has a complete concept, definition and specific evaluation criteria for fashion in her memory, but it is completely different when it is used in practice.

Twilight believes that she has a keen intuition, at least she thinks it is intuition, she can screen the range of clothes of pedestrians on the streets, and finally come up with a calculation result, unfortunately, the employer said that it is not fashion.

She also found out the fashion standards recognized by the public through inquiries, online surveys, etc., and then went to take a seat. Unfortunately, the employer said that it was conformity, and it was not fashion.

After three days of busy work, she finally got a touch of fashion. This thing is very vague, it can't be too unconventional, can't follow blindly, can't lose timeliness, and can't lose freedom and casualness. To be honest, this Standards are still too vague for Twilight.

She couldn't figure out why she chose such a job.

Carrying a large bag and a small bag, a total of seven or eight pockets, she came to the employer's house and skillfully opened the door, her employer who was busy every day was naturally not at home.

She sorted her clothes into the closet, and her employer strictly forbade her to wear her own clothes. She also strictly abide by this agreement. She only buys but does not wear them, and concentrates on her work. But today, she is a little irritable. The discomfort peaked as she prepared to leave.

She said to herself in the mirror: "It's been so hard work today, I'm here to rest for a while, isn't that too much?"

She first lay down on the sofa to rest,

Then she pulled out a can of beer from the refrigerator, and finally took a shower in her employer's luxurious bathroom.

The more things others don't let her do, the more she wants to do it now, and once the rebellious thoughts breed, they can no longer be controlled.

"That woman's figure is really average, um, but I don't seem to be getting any better?" Looking at the mirror, she teased herself.

She put on her employer's underwear, skirt, and high heels, walked briskly around the room, and even lay on her employer's bed that night and had a good night's sleep.

The next day, she received another call from her employer, and this time the employer's request made her a little bit incomprehensible.

"Wait, ma'am, you say it again? I may not have heard clearly, where did you say you were?...Kunlun? What a strange name...you want me to send my clothes to this , where is this place called Kunlun? Where is this place?"

The dizzy Miss Twilight put down the phone and changed her employer's clothes like a thief. After that, she rode a small motorcycle back to her apartment, and was picked up by a private plane that afternoon and flew to the place called Kunlun.

When she boarded the plane with a bewildered face, Bella's house was also agitated.

Yinglong hugged the corner of the table, with tears of lasagna that he learned from some anime on his face. His eyes were watery, and his tone was extremely painful, as if he didn't want to take her back to Kunlun, but wanted her to die: "Don't go! Don't go! Xiaobei, I don't want to go, and I won't go if I kill you!"

Bella gave the Westworld sparring team another three weeks off, plus the previous week to make up a summer vacation.

When her own personal buyer is an effective means to Twilight's human growth, it can be seen that she likes Paris very much, maybe because she has restarted too many times. Whenever she wakes up and opens her eyes, there is always a look in her eyes. With a strong sense of vigilance, she subconsciously relaxed these days in Paris, and Bella could read a lot of joy in her heart.

It's a very good turnaround, but Bella still thinks it's too slow.

She thinks that Twilight needs to completely calm down her mind. In a horizontal comparison, Kunlun is the most suitable place for her to practice. She can take Yinglong home to see it and fulfill Bella's promise to her back then, even though this promise Yinglong It doesn't seem like she wants it now, but I promised to take her back back then, so I must do it!

What's 'rich and noble do not return home, such as brocade clothing at night' or 'this time I'm just going back to report safety, I'll be back in a few days' Bella's nonsense for a while, finally dispelled Yinglong's fear of Kunlun.

Before leaving, Yinglong packed a large package, which contained his favorite anime, games, mobile phones, laptops, and chargers of various sizes.

Little Katie and little Elsa also gave some gifts to Dad Long, Mother Long, Grandpa Long and Grandma Long.

She was timid in the nostalgia, so it was Sakura Dragon. After Bella said she was going to leave now, she hurriedly took a shower, washed the scales, and carefully cleaned the dragon's whiskers. She managed the expression in the mirror for a long time. The family is extremely majestic. Yinglong and Bella's family have been together for a long time. It is really difficult to get the majesty back.

"Well, Xiao Kai and Xiao Ai, I'll go first." Before leaving, she said goodbye to her two little friends.

Because of the secondary growth of her abilities, little Aisha turned into that rather cold personality. She just nodded, but little Katie moved a little, her eyes were red, and she hugged Yinglong tightly. , It took a long time to let go.

She also secretly rolled her eyes at Bella, thinking that it was this bad sister who stole her good friend.

"I'm leaving, remember to miss me." Yinglong let go of Little Katie with a stern face, waved his hand, and pretended to be a majestic dragon, but the big package on his back was a little bit less.

Before the teleportation, little Katie suddenly shouted: "Glasses, you still have glasses!"

Yinglong was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly rushed into the room with an 'Ouch' like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

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