Chapter Seventy-Eight: Talking
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Chapter Seventy-Eight: Conversation
"I've heard that Leonard has sent the list of secret parties to attend the League to the Demon Party." Enzo read the document in his hand, made sure that there was no explosive news and put it back, and raised his hand to seal the bag again.
Lorenzo watched Enzo finish a series of movements and walked forward, "I had someone send it." ”
Enzo took two quick steps to keep up with him, "Don't have your name?" ”
"Nope."
"Why?"
"I'm going to give the Demon Party a big gift first, and then go to the Demon Party."
"You're obviously afraid that your little lover will run away." Enzo poked him unceremoniously, his nostrils puffing out of his nostrils in disbelief.
"Sort of." He was also generously admitted when he was poked for the first time.
Enzo flattened his mouth, and when he saw him admit this, he was even more angry, "Let's be honest, isn't this gift of yours for Moro?" ”
He walked on, and after a moment he squeezed a word from between his teeth, enough to make Enzo petrified on the spot. "Adler is so blatantly bullying my woman in the Demon Party, do you think I will let her go like this? After all, it's just a piece of land. ”
Mo Luo lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, so he took out the blood mirror and dripped a drop of blood and read a name.
After a while, a faint red halo emitted from the blood mirror, revealing a shadow.
"My Prince Morrow, don't you sleep so late?" There was only a voice, but no human figure.
She hugged the mirror and lost the restraint of the day, and at this moment became relaxed, and even her voice became soft, "Can't sleep, you haven't slept yet, chat with me for a day?" ”
"It's really not your style." Dolores looked like a snowman wrapped in a white feather quilt.
She looked at Dolores like this, smiled, and sneered, "Is it cold?" Can you feel the cold? ”
Dolores wrapped tighter and snapped out a word, "Soft." ”
Mo Luo ignored her completely, hesitated and then asked a cheesy question, "How do you feel about falling in love with someone?" ”
"Isn't it...... My Majesty, are you in love? Who is it? So unlucky? Dolores pretended to say something wrong and covered her gaping mouth, "Ahem...... I mean so lucky. ”
Morrow frowned at her performance and didn't speak.
"Please note that you are already engaged!" Dolores ripped off the quilt around her body, revealing her beautiful pink pajamas and her unkempt blonde curls, which looked like a doll that had been ravaged and ruined.
"I'm just asking." Moro was a little embarrassed and didn't want Dolores to see his expression, so he took the mirror aside.
"Then I advise you not to fall in love with someone else, it's tiring." Dolores rubbed her hair, making the blonde curls look even more unkempt, like a nest of gold-plated fluffy grass.
"Are you in love with Barnett?" Moro took the mirror with a blank face.
Dolores stopped rubbing his hair, "Of course Barnett and I are...... I mean mutually, I said if you're in love with someone, but that person doesn't love you it's miserable. ”
She thought about it sideways and moved on to the next question, "How can you tell if that person loves you or not?" ”
Dolores got out of bed and walked over to the dresser, "It's hard to say, if he loves you, you'll feel it, like being particularly possessive?" Look at the eyes. ”
"What if it's cheating?"
"Deceive whom? Who have you deceived? Morrow, are you really Morrow? It's not a liar's disguise, is it? How did I hear that you can use your blood to become magic...... Ahem, are you crazy? Dolores brought her big eyes to the mirror, flickering and terrifying.
Morrow was surprised to put the mirror farther away, not wanting to look at the big frightening eyes.