Chapter 1951： The stench of love

When Alvin learned the news, he was trying on the wedding dress with Hela.

Among the designer studios surrounded by cameras, HELLA's designers have a huge workshop alone.

When Alvin walked into the studio, he was almost dazzled.

Those celebrities and celebrities don't have time to stay here all day, but those less famous models regard it as a "battlefield."

It's really conservative to change clothes without curtains, and wander around in underwear.

The cold wind when Alvin entered the door caused a small model nearby to scream...

Looking up and down the bumpy little model, Alvin turned around and pushed the nosebleed Pietro out of the studio's door, gave him a few dollars, and said, "Go around the North Pole, this is not for you."

Pietro was still a shy high school student. He wiped a handful of blood from his nose, nodded awkwardly, then turned around and fled this terrible place at the speed of sound.

Seeing Pitro leave, Alvin turned around and put on sunglasses to cover his eyes, smiled and reopened the door, striding towards Hela where they were.

Although Mr. Tomahawk had been tripped a few times, this gentleman's posture was indeed made.

The workshop where Hela is located is not small. When Alvin entered, Hela had already put on her wedding dress.

Two Asgard maids in veil dresses stood aside holding two large plates full of jewelry.

Seeing Alvin's sneaky probe coming in to take a peek, they lowered their hair and let out a suppressed snicker.

A designer with curly hair and a neat moustache glanced at Alvin in annoyance, then bent over to press Hela's leg to help him organize his wedding dress.

Those complicated and multi-layered white gauze didn't know what to fiddle with. Seeing that guy's tireless appearance, it seemed that a slight deviation would affect the beauty of the wedding dress.

Had it not been for the ghostly appearance of this old man with his legs in his hands, Alvin would have kicked him up.

He took off his sunglasses and walked into the room. Alvin looked around and looked at Hela slantingly. He said, "There is no locker room here. Where did you change your clothes?"

Speaking of Alvin looking murderously at the girl designer, he covered his mouth and let out a duck-like exclamation.

Alvin's sour words seemed very useful to Hela. She smiled and turned to look at Alvin and said, "Do those girls outside look good when they change clothes?"

Alvin touched his slightly hot nose and said seriously: "Who will change clothes outside? Shameless?

I haven't seen any of them anyway..."

Hela seemed to be in a good mood right now. She tidied up her slightly conservative wedding dress, showed it to Alvin, and said, "How do you think I am now?"

Hela pulled the waist of the wedding dress and said, "I think it can be tight..."

Alvin indifferently moved up and touched Hela's waist, nodding solemnly and said: "Sure enough, women's clothes can be one size smaller in their mouths.

Beauty, you can still insert a piece of poker while sucking your belly. I think you should not embarrass the tailor. "

"Suppose, designer..."

The curly-haired girl cannon designer protested bravely, and was shocked by the majesty of Mr. Tomahawk and retreated to the corner.

Hela, who was in a great mood, rolled her eyes and glared at the ignorant Alvin, then pointed to the tray in the hands of the two maids and said, "Go and choose a set of jewelry for me!"

Alvin looked at the conservative Hela who was unwilling to show his shoulders. He smiled and said, "What more jewelry do you need?

Once the veil is put on, it looks good even if it faces the sky.

Are these jewelry your property, or the property of the Asgard royal family? "

Seeing Hela’s eyes no longer had a pupil, Alvin beckoned to the two maids who were taller than him, smiled and said, “Pick out the most expensive and pack the rest. I’ll give Save your queen."

The designer looked at Alvin with sorrow and hung the largest jewelry on Her Majesty the Queen. He tried to interrupt several times, but Alvin stared back at him.

Mr. Tomahawk motioned impatiently to the two maids who seemed to be able to fight, and dragged the designer out and "cut it."

When the door closed, he smiled and kissed Hela's cheek, then took out a keel ring from his pocket and put it on Hela's hand...

Rune Language: Harmony

Level 10 energy aura grant, +275% enhanced damage, +9 minimum damage value, +9 maximum damage value, +160 lightning damage, +160 fire damage, +160 cold damage, +6 Valkyrie, +10 agility, mana regeneration 20%, +2 points of mana are obtained after every kill of an enemy, +2 to illuminate the range, level 20 crow

Seeing Hela's excitement after putting on the ring, Alvin said with a smile: "This is what I owe you. I hope you like it."

Alvin said in a sneaky tone and said seriously: "Remember not to show Fox, she doesn't have this..."

Hela hugged Alvin's neck hard and kissed it hard.

It wasn't until she found that her anger seemed not as long as Alvin, she looked at Alvin with her neck up and said, "Fox can't have the same ring."

Alvin said of course: "Of course, not giving the girl the same gift is an essential skill for a scumbag."

Hela’s ears automatically filtered the content other than “of course”. She leaned against Alvin’s arms, happily fiddling with the ring on her hand, and slightly raised her head to rub Alvin’s chin, and said, “Thank you, this It is the best gift I have ever received.

I thought you had forgotten! "

Alvin hugged Hela's waist and said with a smile: "This is not what a queen should say.

You should tell me in a commanding tone how can I make you happy.

The feeling of picking up girls on an order is actually pretty good, do you think I’m a bit perverted? "

Speaking, Alvin looked at Hela, who put his head on his chest and said nothing, and said with a smile: "Can't you pick this jewelry?

The gems of this thing are about the size of my fist. If you find it tacky, I will get one back and chop up a set of jewelry for Jessica as a dowry. "

Hela casually stuffed a few pieces of jewelry into Alvin's pocket to signal him to take it, and then she hugged Alvin's waist and seemed to enjoy this moment very much.

It took more than ten minutes before Hela straightened her body from Alvin's arms.

Seeing the smile on the principal's face, Hela, who felt she had lost face, bit his chin bitterly.

Seeing the obvious tooth marks, Hela smiled satisfied and said: "You can get out, I know you have something to deal with."

Alvin touched the tooth marks on his chin, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You can't do this. You still have to be embarrassed if you don't eat lamb. Where do you put my face?

There is no camera here..."

…………

A remote village in the mountains of Peru...

La Tiao hawker Gonzalez temporarily stopped because of China's channels, and he returned to his hometown.

The news that the life-saving capsule with a special shape was dropped into the mountain area immediately reached his ears.

Knowing that he was incapable of solving this problem, Gonzalez ordered the family fighters to withdraw farmers from remote places to gather together, and the rest could only wait for the Avengers to come and support.

Hearing a loud noise from outside the door, Gonzalez felt annoyed by the small dirty braids that made his scalp tight, and then said to a big beauty sitting in a wheelchair with her legs empty below her knees: "Alina, that Jordan Beckford is a playboy, you can't be fooled by him!

That guy changes girlfriends faster than I change underwear..."

Speaking, Gonzalez opened the door and glanced outside, then turned around and said: "It seems that something has happened outside, I'll go and see.

Remember not to be alone with that Jordan Beckford, that guy is a walking aphrodisiac, a **** who can get pregnant on a date. "

Alina, Gonzalez’s sister, rolled her eyes and looked at her foolish brother. She patted her leg and said, “You can wear two underwear for a year. I think it’s still the same. it is good.

And what kind of **** would come to lie to me such a disabled person? "

Gonzalez glared and said, "My boss has a'cradle of life' that can be attached to the leg. You look so good, don't ruin it in the hands of that bastard.

Let me tell you, that guy is actually a nymph. You haven't been out for a long time. You don't know that tough guys have become popular now.

When you are free, I will take you to New York. After connecting your legs, I will introduce you a tough guy boyfriend.

I can eat very well in Hell's Kitchen now, and everyone I know is big people. "

Alina reluctantly rolled her eyes and glanced at her room secretly, and then waved impatiently for Gonzalez to get out.

Until her brother went out, Alina looked at Jordan Beckford who came out of the room and said, "It seems I still don't know you enough..."

Jordan Beckford slipped from the vase, pinched a delicate flower and put it on Alina's ear.

Holding the girl's cheek and gently kissing her forehead, Jordan Beckford said: "I am indeed a carefree bastard, but this time I am serious.

I want to take care of you, not your legs, but because you seem to give me light in my life.

Give me a chance, at least before you find someone more suitable than me, let me be your boyfriend. "

Alina looked at the handsome guy in front of him with infatuation...

Since her legs were amputated by a drug dealer three years ago, she has forgotten what it is like to be happy.

Until the younger brother brought a tyrannical Russian tauren and a large number of arms rushed to his hometown...

Then Jordan Beckford came!

Just when Alina wanted to kiss Jordan Beckford, Gonzalez's exclamation came from outside the door...

"FUCK, what is it that gnaws them like this?"

Jordan Beckford stood up helplessly. He showed a revolver on his waist towards Alina and said: "Actually, I am a tough guy. Your brother's eyes are not good. He can't see me inside.

I also fired a few shots at a ‘god’ last month...

I'll go out and have a look, UU reading , your brother may not be able to live the scene. "

As a girl who grew up in the land of coca, Alina can still tell if she can shoot.

Looking at Jordan who was showing off to herself, Alina nodded with a smile, looked at the old man with admiring eyes, and said: "I believe you are a tough guy, go help me watch Gonzalez. He doesn't usually do this. Yelling."

Jordan Beckford held the pistol and said with a smile: "It depends on the scene?

This kid must be hiding somewhere during the battle in New York, otherwise there should be nothing to frighten him.

I'll check it out, don't worry, reinforcements will be here soon..."

Speaking, Jordan turned and walked out of the room, walked to the door and looked down while holding on to the fence.

Several gnawed corpses were lying directly under him.

Several poorly-dressed soldiers used their best ability to piece together about four corpses into half of the corpse, and a large number of flies were spinning around the pieces of meat.

Jordan Beckford's throat surged, a breeze hit, and the stench of the body overwhelmed the "tough guy"'s will...

Gonzalez heard the movement at home, he ran back to the room, watching Jordan Beckford vomiting while holding a trash can.

Seeing his sister slapping him on the back from time to time, Gonzalez slanted his eyes to look at his slightly embarrassed sister, and said uncomfortably: "I have said this guy is a softie!

This guy is the son of a pastry chef, and the hardest thing he has ever eaten may be nuts.

Gonzalez’s son-in-law, don’t want to eat soft rice...

Have you slept with him?

Tell me quickly, how many shots do I decide to shoot on him? "

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