Chapter 899: A Double Reed (3)

Moro propped himself up against the wall of the bath, staring at Lorenzo with a slight gasp, and then took a bite at Lorenzo's neck.

Francis was far away, and he couldn't see how much effort Moro had exerted, anyway, it was a vivid and wonderful picture, the maid in a maid's costume sat on Lorenzo's lap and buried her head in Lorenzo's neck, and Lorenzo held her head and wrapped her other hand around her waist.

The maid's movements are not big, but the small movements with a little slight grinding sound combined with the crisp sound of water splashing are already making people's blood rush to watch.

Francis chuckled, this Lorenzo is generous, not shy away from it.

Mo Luo couldn't care about these things anymore, and after tossing and turning for a day, she was hungry and angry, and after taking a bite, she gulped down blood, vented her anger, and filled her stomach.

Francis chuckled when he saw this scene, "I thought that Lord Lorenzo would never look down on other women after he got the leader of the Demon Party, you like this maid, you can sell me a face and let me give her to you." ”

Mo Luo suddenly remembered a very serious question, this maid here today is herself, what if it was someone else? What if another maid seduces him?

Although not everything is talked about in the bath, this situation seems inevitable, and isn't it a common occurrence for beautiful women to seduce?

She had never doubted that Lorenzo would be stealing flowers and grass outside, but this time she couldn't help but have a small belly, and the thought of this made her hand grip on Lorenzo's shoulder tighter.

"Really?" Lorenzo hooked the corners of his mouth, and Moro's movements stopped at the moment, still glaring at Lorenzo, and he was even more angry, and the reasons for his anger escalated, but at this moment, poor Lord Lorenzo didn't know it.

"Of course, if Lord Mo Luo doesn't care, I'm willing to sell you a favor, it's not a good thing that the harem is on fire." Francis joked as he took a glass of wine and handed it to Lorenzo. "If Lord Moro is to blame, Lord Lorenzo won't confess to me."

After Lorenzo laughed dryly, his eyes swept over Moro's glaring eyes, and he playfully spoke, "What do you think?" Will Lord Morrow be angry? ”

Mo Luo was about to explode, while secretly twisting the meat on Lorenzo's waist, he spoke, pretending to be a delicate voice but still couldn't help gritting his teeth, "No, I don't think Lord Mo Luo is angry at all, Lord Lorenzo must be at home, Lord Mo Luo must not dare to be angry with you." Moro gritted every word heavily, hating the roots of his teeth.

Lorenzo patted her face, flushed with anger, "And a little bit of a look." Then he turned to Francis, who was next to him, "Then I'll thank Mistress Francis." ”

Lorenzo lowered her from his lap, shook her hand behind his back, and let go, "Actually, France, apart from this underworld, I'm here to ask you how many children you want." ”

Francis didn't expect Lorenzo to speak so directly, he quickly understood that Lorenzo didn't say his daughter, he didn't say his name, he just said the child, it seemed that Lorenzo didn't seem to be here to ask the teacher, he didn't panic at all, while enjoying the maid's massage, "Child? Are you talking about the young kids who were here with me the other day? ”

Lorenzo knew that Francis had understood what he meant, and there was no hostility, so he said calmly, "Sure enough, it's you, I'm here to take them away." ”

Francis raised his eyebrows, still ready to make things clear, and met Lorenzo's gaze, "I don't know what the relationship between these children and you is, but I have the honor to receive them and Master Patrick for a few days." ”

Franciste mentions Patrick, saying that he didn't take the kids, but Patrick brought them and cleaned up the relationship.

Moro was a little nervous and couldn't help but grab Lorenzo's hand, she wondered if Lorenzo would say that Stella was their daughter, and if she did, would Francis let go? Judging from the guards just now, Francis should have known their identities, and now they know each other.

"One of the children is my daughter, Estelle Ales." Lorenzo generously confessed that he wanted to test Francis's reaction.

Francis feigned surprise, "Really? I was so fortunate to entertain you and Lord Morrow's daughter? I had the privilege of entertaining His Highness the Demon Party and the Secret Party? It's incredible. Francis's words were slightly pompous, making Morrow smack his tongue a little.

Lorenzo nodded, "It's because I thank you for taking care of them for so many days, what's not to worry about with you." ”

"It's my pleasure." Francis smiled and took a sip of his glass, "In that case, Lord Lorenzo will take His Highness back, of course, if you don't like the humble house, you can stay here for a few more days." ”

Moro understood what Lorenzo meant, Lorenzo asked Francis directly with great fanfare, and it was more appropriate to be frank, after all, Francis should not have the courage to detain the daughter of the leader of the demon party and the leader of the secret party, and it was Lorenzo himself who came forward Francis did not dare and could not blatantly detain Stella, but Francis seemed to be covering up something, she thought it should be related to Xitai, but if Francis stopped at this moment, she was willing not to pursue anything, as long as Stella was safe and not injured, everything was fine, She doesn't care about anything, everything can be settled slowly.

Lorenzo had already stood up from the water and glanced at Moro, who understood, and the anger in his heart disappeared a little, so he picked up a bath towel from the tray next to him to wipe his body, and got his clothes ready for him one by one.

Lorenzo said, "Then I'll take this with me, thank you Lord Francis for your kindness." ”

Francis smiled and nodded, just in time to see Morrow's embarrassment, and hurriedly ordered someone to change her clothes.

Lorenzo lowered his head and rubbed his ears and temples with her, but his mouth arched Moro's fire even more, "Keep this dress, I think it's very interesting, pass it on to me later~"

Moro put on the pink block-heeled leather shoes, stepped on Lorenzo's upper again, and ran back and forth a few times, looking up at him, "Don't even think about it, I will never wear this kind of clothes to you again in my life, absolutely impossible." After Moro finished speaking, he followed the maid out without looking back.

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