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Chapter 942: Inexplicable Masculinity (2)

Alfonso didn't expect Lorenzo to be angry about this, and was so frightened by Lorenzo that he didn't know what to say, "I...... I...... I just don't think that blonde looks good, I just want to ......"

Lorenzo was even more angry and slapped the table, "Presumptuous, how can you easily change what your parents gave, you really disappointed me." ”

"Larry! What do you have to say, why are you murdering him? It's too much, isn't it too much? Isn't it just hair? Don't be so angry, if it's not good-looking, we'll change it back immediately. Moro finally couldn't take it anymore, Lorenzo's words were too heavy.

Even Stella was stunned in his seat, although his father was serious, he didn't seem to have said anything serious to his family, let alone such words.

Alfonso's tears were about to fall, what he was most afraid of was that his uncle would be disappointed in him, his uncle had never said such a heavy thing to him, he was just afraid that his uncle would not like him to be so feminine, like a girl, that would not be good at all.

Lorenzo still felt angry, although he had just said something serious, but he didn't regret it at all, and continued to speak, "Give me my hair back to its original state today, and if I see you like this tomorrow, you don't have to come back." ”

Lorenzo's words were heavier than the last, each one piercing Alfonso's heart, tears falling onto the plate with a snap.

"Don't cry, boys cry and cry what they want." Lorenzo saw Alfonso's tears and was even more furious, and the boy knew how to cry. "Are you a girl? What are you crying about! ”

This sentence obviously pierced Alfonso's sore spot, he was most afraid of his uncle saying this, and he was most afraid of others saying that he was like a girl, and he was even more afraid that this kind of words would come out of his uncle's mouth.

Alfonso didn't dare to wipe his tears with his hands, but after Lorenzo finished speaking, Alfonso wanted to cry even more, biting his lower lip tightly and trembling slightly, looking extremely pitiful.

"I ...... No...... Uncle...... I really don't have ......," Alfonso sobbed more, "I don't want to...... I don't want to ...... like that."

Stella stood at a loss, apparently she hadn't expected Lorenzo to be so angry.

Moro stood up and began to nurse the calf, "Lorenzo, are you going too far?" He's still a kid, and you don't even let him explain, so you say such heavy things? ”

Alfonso looked up at Morro, as if no one had ever protected him like this, and there was a cry in his voice, "It was my mistake, uncle...... My uncle doesn't have to care, and my uncle doesn't have to intercede with me. ”

Moro squeezed Alfonso's hand, meaning that he didn't have to worry, "It's just a change of hair color, are you so harsh?" ”

Alfonso stared at Moro's squeezed hand, so cold, but it went all the way to his heart. The uncle was serious, but he didn't scold him much, but it was the first time that someone was guarding him.

"Parents who suffer every inch of the body's hair and skin, should not be easily changed, I think it's because I'm too indulgent with him on weekdays, and I can even do this kind of thing, there are no rules and lawlessness." Lorenzo didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"Well, I'll give you a chance to explain, say, why do you want to do this! Is it fun? Is it good-looking? Lorenzo slapped the table again, and Alfonso shuddered again.

Alfonso bit his lower lip and didn't speak, how could he say it now that he just wanted to be like his uncle, the more he didn't want to become like a girl, and now he was scolded by his uncle for being like a girl, and some words could no longer be said.

Alfonso bit his lower lip, but did not speak.

"Say it or not!" Lorenzo was clearly angry.

Alfonso stubbornly bit his lower lip and didn't say a word.

"Whipped up! Take it! I can't even talk now, do I? I really regret raising you as a child! Lorenzo was obviously angry, and threw a plate, and then the whole person exploded, and then Moro also broke out.

Alfonso looked up and looked at Lorenzo incredulously, and then the grievances all at once came flooding back.

"You! Lorenzo, I'm so disappointed in you. How can you do this to a child? Are you like this for such a trivial matter? When is it now that you are going to punish him like this for a little thing? "Moro was really angry this time, he never thought that Lorenzo would be so strict with children. None of this has ever been the case with Stella.

Lorenzo didn't want to quarrel with Moro, so he tried to calm down and said, "I think Eliade's way of education is correct, they should always know what is right and what is wrong!" ”

Morrow didn't bother to say anything to him, "They already know, and you're making a bit of a fuss." Moro took Alfonso's hand, and his voice was very gentle, "Let's go, let's get our hair done first, and then we'll have a straight quarrel with him when we come back." ”

Alfonso followed Moro in a sneering manner, Moreo's hand never let go, Moro took him to the bathroom of the dormitory, and asked someone to take the shampoo, and said softly, "Sit down, bow your head." ”

Alfonso finally understood what Moro was going to do, "Uncle, I'll just come by myself, and I don't need to trouble you to do these things for me yourself." ”

Mo Luo pressed him, "Okay, it's okay, I'll get it, the big villain in the province said you didn't do it well." ”

In this way, Alfonso has no choice but to say anything.

Moro adjusted the temperature of the water, scooped it with a water scoop and gently washed off the black, and his uncle's hands were so soft and light that Alfonso couldn't help but close his eyes.

The warm water, the gentle hand of his uncle, Alfonso's eyes turned red, and tears dripped down the floor.

Of course, this kind of thing can't be hidden from Mo Luo's eyes, Mo Luo touched her head, "Are you still wronged?" Don't be aggrieved, I'll tell Lorenzo in a moment that he's gone too far. ”

Alfonso pursed his lips and did not speak.

Moro lathered his hair little by little, and flicked the water to clean it for him, "Do you know why Lorenzo cares about this?" ”

Alfonso shook his head slightly, and Moro pressed his head, "You are very similar to your father, you look like a temperament, and you are very similar to Enzo, in the past, Lorenzo liked Enzo very much, he just saw you for a while, and regarded you as Enzo's shadow, so he was a little angry for a while." Of course, he did something wrong, you are not a shadow of anyone, Lorenzo will always forget about it, he just misses Enzo too much, and expects too much from you, so it is inevitable that he will be harsh on you, so ...... Can you forgive him? ”

Alfonso was a little surprised, and then it took a while for a soft voice to let out a soft and waxy cry, "Yes." ”