Chapter 975: Dolores is not the same as before

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Chapter 975: Dolores is not the same as before

Morrow moved to the back of an apartment, but Dolores was still trembling and clutching her sleeve.

Mo Luo took advantage of the situation and grabbed her body and comforted, "Okay, it's okay, we're safe now." ”

"We are...... How did we get here all of a sudden, we just ......" Dolores raised her eyes and looked at Moro like a monster.

"Teleport, ah, I forgot you don't even remember." Moro stepped forward, Dolores' big eyes were full of horror, and his body showed some resistance.

Mo Luo simply moved another distance for the sake of demonstration, "Don't be afraid, mention it more, it's just a spell, mobilize all the blood power in the body to break through the spatial boundary and move to the place where you want to go, it's a relatively advanced spell." ”

Dolores looked at her half-incomprehensibly, and Moro moved back again, a face against Dolores' face, startling Dolores a lot.

"Ah......h

"Don't be afraid, I'm scaring you again?" Moro smiled helplessly, and took a closer look at Dolores's expression, his face was full of panic, and his eyes were full of horror, and he pulled Dolores by the hand. "You're as timid as ever, but ...... Sometimes you're bolder than me. ”

Dolores half-understood, "Before? ”

Moro nodded and patiently explained, "Yes, before, I was your best friend, we went to school together, we went to the human world together, and we were in Ales together...... Well, play. We'll be like this in the future, and we'll always be like this. ”

Dolores looked at Morrow's face seriously, and couldn't help but reach out and touch an iris embroidered on Morrow's cloak, "What a beautiful flower." ”

"You don't remember this either?" Moro laughed, "This is the irises, the family crest of the Ales family. ”

"Irises? Curious flowers, so beautiful, different from other flowers. Dolores touched the flower and didn't let go, as if an embroidered flower with delicate petals was touched.

"Do you like it, there's a big piece in the palace of Ales, and I'll have someone send you a big bouquet every day, okay?"

"Okay!" Dolores clapped his hands like a child. "I want to see it every day in my bedroom."

"Well, I just said that there will be a banquet in two days, and you will go too, let's go and pick out some clothes you like, okay? Well, skirts? Jewelry? What do you like? Shall we go buy some? ”

"Yes, yes! Every time someone sent me over, I wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't feel happy at all when I couldn't go out every time. Dolores quickly forgot about his fright and was drawn to what Moro had said.

"Let's go, we can go to the city after we buy clothes, have a drink, and we can eat outside."

"Eating out? Really? Barnett won't let me eat outside. Dolores was even more excited.

"It's okay, we're secret, we won't let him know."

Dolores jumped up and clapped his hands, this was not something that a hundred-year-old bloodline could do. "Great!"

"Well, let's go." Moro felt that Dolores in front of him was younger than Stella, an innocent age, maybe there was something wrong with his memory.

As soon as they entered the clothing store, as if the whole clothing store was in full swing, a girl led Moro and Dolores to the VIP room above.

Dolores kept wandering around, looking curiously, sniffing left and right with the bottles and cans on the table.

"Moro, this is so fragrant, wow it's the smell of roses."

Moro smiled and nodded.

"Morrow, does this make people pretty?"

"Morrow, what is this?"

"Molo Molo! Is this for the eyes? ”

Dolores called Molo Moro dozens of times a minute, and Moro was carefully picking out her clothes while patiently answering Dolores' questions.

"Come on, Doti, look at these shoes, which pair do you like? Or do you like both? Moro beckoned, and Dolores put down what he was holding and jumped over.

Dolores stood in front of a pile of shoes, each one exquisite, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, these are so beautiful." ”

"Like it? If you like it, you can pick it, and we will buy it if you like it. "Moro is arrogant.

Dolores looked around the shoes and suddenly his eyes lit up, "These are so beautiful, do I want this?" Murrow? Good no good? ”

Moro wondered which pair Dolores liked, and Moro looked in the direction of Dolores, who was holding a pair of bright red high heels in his hand.

Mo Luo was really a little surprised, and after a little puzzlement, he spoke, "Ha, you didn't like such bright colors so much before, but this pair is really good-looking." ”

"I want to try this pair." Dolores was already staring at the shoes.

"Okay, try on these shoes for Madame." Moro commanded, and then continued to look for clothes.

Moro took a few sets of Dolores' favorite clothes and brought them over, "Look, do you like these?" These are all things you used to love. ”

Dolores looked at it carefully, then frowned a little, and asked cautiously, "Hmm...... I'm not particularly fond of it right now, can I pick something else? ”

"Of course you can, just buy what you like." Mo Luo casually handed the clothes in his hand to the waiter, "Anything else?" Bring it to Madame and pick it out. ”

Moro stood in front of the mirror and touched his chin, thoughtful, but quickly relieved.

It's just amnesia, why did you lose it so completely, like a completely different person?

A few waiters left in response, and Dolores had already put on the shoes he had just picked out, and looked at himself excitedly in the mirror.

It's just that the heels are not used to wearing, and he is a little staggering, but Dolores quickly adapts to it.

"Madame looks so good in these shoes, and few people can control such colors." The maid next to him flattered.

Moro stared at the mirror twice, the shoes were indeed good-looking, but I don't know where it was a little awkward, but Moro didn't speak.

"Sister Morrow, do you think I look good in these shoes?" Dolores stared at the mirror and said casually excitedly.

"Sister? You're older than me, mention. Mo Luo rubbed his head helplessly, and suddenly felt that his head was big.

"Really? But I think you can do anything, and you're very good at protecting me, just like my sister. Isn't it good for you to be my sister? Dolores said innocently.