The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The beauty answered Lan Xinhui with practical actions.

She put the suitcase in her hand on the side of the car, picked up the wrench that Lan Xinhui had placed beside her, and started to unload the tire.

"Do you have a flashlight?" the beauty said, "If you don't have one, use your phone's flashlight to take a picture for me. The street lights are not bright enough to see clearly."

"Okay." Lan Xinhui took out the flashlight from the car, turned it on, and illuminated the tires and the additional area for the beauty.

The beauty skillfully turned the wrench and loosened the wheel bolts three times, but she didn't unscrew the wheel bolts all at once. Instead, she checked the jack that Lan Xinhui had used before, and then loosened all the wheel bolts. Removed the wheels.

Lan Xinhui looked at her in amazement, with skilled and smooth movements, she asked curiously: "Your movements are so skilled! Have you ever worked in a car repair shop before?"

"No." The beauty said while putting the spare tire on, "It's just changing tires frequently. If you do these things a lot, you will become proficient."

Change tires often?Lan Xinhui became even more curious, what kind of job required frequent tire replacement?So she asked curiously: "What do you do for work? Why do you change tires so often?"

"I don't have any job either," said the beauty, "I'm just wandering around."

vagabond?Such a beautiful woman with exquisite makeup and fashionable clothes?Lan Xinhui didn't dare to associate her with the word "vagrant".But because she didn't know her well, she didn't intend to say more, and it wasn't easy for her to ask so much.

While lighting the flashlight, Lan Xinhui handed things to the beautiful woman to beat her up.

After the beauty puts the spare tire on, tighten the wheel bolts in diagonal order.

After installing the tires in one go, she carefully checked whether the newly installed tires were firm before putting down the jack.After putting the jack down, she clapped her hands: "Okay."

"Thank you so much!" Lan Xinhui sincerely thanked, and she introduced herself: "My name is Lan Xinhui, may I ask your name—"

"My name is Miao Miaomiao." Seeing Lan Xinhui reaching out to shake her hand, she clapped her hands again and said, "My hands are a bit dirty, so I won't shake hands with you."

"Oh, I almost forgot, you should be asked to wash your hands." Lan Xinhui said, took out a bottle of mineral water from the car, unscrewed the cap, poured it out slowly, and asked Miao Miaomiao to wash her hands.

Miao Miaomiao washed her hands, put the suitcase in the trunk, and got into Lan Xinhui's car.

Lan Xinhui sent the car away and slowly drove towards the city.

"Are you a novice?" Miao Miaomiao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Lan Xinhui and asked.

"Yes," Lan Xinhui said frankly, "I just started driving a short time ago, so I dare not drive too fast... If you are in a hurry, you can come and drive."

"No, I'm not in a hurry." Miao Miaomiao said.She took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat to check, and sent a message by voice: "I got off the plane, and I am now on the car heading to N City."

Not long after, her cell phone rang, and she picked it up: "Hey... I should be entering the city soon... I haven't... Got it... No, I'll eat by myself... Are you Don't you think I'm a pig? Every time you call, you keep nagging me about eating?"

After Miao Miaomiao said those words, she seemed to realize that Lan Xinhui was beside her. She glanced at Lan Xinhui, cleared her throat, and continued: "...well, I know you are doing it for my own good...no need , isn't he busy, don't bother him..."