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Chapter 912: Gambling (1)

Ethan laughed, "yes, yes, we're saying that you look so unkind, and so fierce, and so stingy that you don't even buy a piece of clothing for your children." ”

Dylan stared at the clothes Alecto's hand was holding, "Yo, you're getting bolder now, aren't you?" Let's talk about it, according to the rules of the court, how to punish the chief for privately discussing it? ”

Although Dylan didn't hold the rattan in his hand, Alecto still felt a chill run down his spine, and hallucinatory pain had flooded up.

However, she quickly realized that there was no such thing in the rules of the military academy.

"If you want to beat me up, just say it directly, why do you want to change the rules of the hospital now?" Alecto was originally slandered, but he didn't expect to say it in unison.

Dylan looked at her in amazement, as if it was the longest sentence he'd ever heard come out of Alexto's mouth. Raising his eyes and glancing at Ethan, does this guy have any special functions? A special feature that can communicate well with all girls? Including this girl who seems to be thousands of miles away? Why didn't he have it, why did Alecto only face himself with uh-huh, yes, yes, yes. In fact, Dylan has already wronged Alecto, and Alector has already said too much to him.

"I just added it, what's wrong? What is your opinion? It's useless to have an opinion, I say it. Dylan also looked like a child, and now he was completely out of the instructor's shelf, and hooked his fingers, "You, wash all my bed pillows and replace them with new ones, finish it before the evening, if you can't finish it, you can wait for the rattan." ”

…………………… I'm super short dividing line..................

Moro asked Alfonso to prepare a room, and when he went out early in the morning, he had not yet had breakfast, and Moro arranged for breakfast to be eaten together as a family. When Stella arrived at the restaurant, his face was full of reluctance, and he didn't look at Alfonso, but just lowered his head to eat, looking quite unhappy, and took out a puff with a rather delicate pink strawberry bun, and slashed a bun with a knife.

The breakfast of the blood clan is also simple, it is nothing more than blood products and some human food on weekdays, it is not important to eat something to replenish the blood, Moro can see that Stella is unhappy, but he really can't figure out why Stella is unhappy, because he doesn't like Alfonso? But doesn't this kid look very likable? I went home happily yesterday, why am I not happy today?

Moro was curious but didn't ask, but the atmosphere at the table wasn't too good.

Lorenzo sat in the main seat, while pretending to eat and then raised his eyes from time to time to quietly look at the two children, Stella was obviously unhappy with a small face, Alfonso was always nervous and restrained eating carefully, and then a pair of eyes looked at Stella from time to time, Lorenzo couldn't help but chuckle.

Suddenly, I felt that the minds of the two children were a little cute.

Moro raised his eyes to look at him, puzzled that Lorenzo had been smiling all the time, and suddenly laughed a little weirdly, this time Moro finally couldn't help it, and pushed Lorenzo with his elbow, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Lorenzo made a little noise when the piece of meat from Moro's fork fell on the plate, and both children looked at Lorenzo at the same time, and Lorenzo coughed dryly, "It's nothing." ”

Moro seemed very kind, because it seemed that Alfonso was really likable, and then Moro suddenly realized something, Lorenzo was obviously playing with his brain, "You never mentioned this child to me, why didn't you bring Alfonso back?" ”

Lorenzo was drinking blood and choked, why did Moro suddenly react, this is not a good thing, "Ahem, ah, it's because he has been sent by me to Decelli's palace, I'm afraid that you are too tired with two children, and recently it has been delayed by pushing and pushing again......"

Alfonso peeked at his uncle, there was a rare trace of panic on his uncle's face, it was really unheard of, and he was a little slurred when he spoke just now, Alfonso was a little surprised, and Lorenzo's voice sounded again, "And he has always lived in Fanzhuo, and he is used to it, right, Bozzi?" ”

Lorenzo kicked Alfonso on the left, and Alfonso immediately understood, "Yes, it's my uncle, it's my bad, it's my habit of living in Fanzhuo, it's because I neglected my uncle and didn't ask my uncle for peace earlier, and ask my uncle for forgiveness." ”

Alfonso was quite sensible, and quickly stood up and saluted, his big eyes blinking, and Lorenzo was quite satisfied with his reaction.

No one can blame Alfonso for looking like this, but Moro can't say anything like this, but she almost half knows what Lorenzo wants to do, this stinky guy.

Alfonso coped with Morro, but couldn't deal with Stella, Stella glanced at the cute innocent and respectful Alfonso felt that he was really full of lies, put down the fork and made a small noise on the plate, said that she had eaten and curtsied and turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Lorenzo saw Alfonso's body move and wanted to chase him out, but he glanced at himself again, and sat down honestly and uprightly, but he didn't move the food anymore, he was absent-minded, and his eyes full of sadness flowed down his eyelashes to the plate and overflowed the table, even Lorenzo felt that Alfonso was strange and pitiful.

Moro thought it was strange, Stella the child had always been cheerful and enthusiastic, and if there was any guest he would have been very excited to go crazy, although he was a little willful, but there was never a reason to be so ignorant.

Or is it related to Alfonso, and when I saw Alfonso's child, I was not very happy, and his big eyes were no longer bright.

Moro wanted to chase him out, but was stopped by Lorenzo, "Stella may just be in a bad mood, it's fine." ”

Mo Luo still didn't understand, a little worried, "Aren't you happy?" Isn't it unwell? Yesterday was fine, but today I don't know what's wrong, I'll go see her, don't be unwell and refuse to say it......"

"You don't have to go, it's okay, Stella isn't like you're uncomfortable and can't bear to say it yourself." Lorenzo patted the back of Morro's hand, "Okay, you come with me, I have something to tell you." ”

Lorenzo gave Alfonso a meaningful look and went out with Morro.

Alfonso was stunned for a moment, looked at the back of his uncle as he went out, clenched his fists slightly, and ran out.

The door to Stella's suite was hidden, and the slender figure of the young man was stretched in the long corridor in front of the door.

Dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and soon his hand knocked on the door of the suite.

Some things have to be made clear.