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Chapter 1053: A Farce (2)

Barnett handed the knife to Morrow, who was very faceless and did not take it, and Barnett was caught in the middle and was not a person, and the scene was quite embarrassing for a while.

If you don't take it to Molo, give it to Lorenzo Lorenzo and let him hand the knife to Moro, isn't this embarrassing? You pushed me for so long, even the guests below looked at each other, and finally Barnett couldn't help it at all, "My lord? Lord Lorenzo? Barnett tried to speak, but Lorenzo didn't want to take it, but he looked up and saw a man standing in the corner, sighed, took the knife, and cut the first piece of cake.

Then Moro simply didn't look at him.

Barnett handed the plate to Lorenzo, Lorenzo raised his eyes again, the man standing in the corner was gone, Lorenzo cut a piece of cake and carefully pushed it in front of Moro, and whispered, "It's your favorite food, this is strawberry, you eat first, give me face, please." ”

Moro didn't even look at him, and he didn't intend to talk to him if he kept a good smile.

Lorenzo was helpless and aggrieved, staring at Moro with blank eyes, Adler stood beside Barnett, taking in everything, his eyes were terrifying, mixed with a bit of pride.

These two are arguing? Why? Adler thought it was interesting, and looked at the subtlety between the two people quietly, a strand of hair wrapped around his fingertips, and Adler hooked the corners of his mouth.

Moro was glancing back at Dolores, and Adler immediately withdrew his gaze, but the change in that moment still made Moro see that it shouldn't be Dolores' eyes.

Before Moro could react, Barnett poked her and reminded her in a low voice, "My lord, don't you have any more gifts for Lord Lorenzo?" ”

Although it is said to be a birthday, it is also a manifestation of the relationship between the demon party and the secret party, and it is always impossible for people to know that she and Lorenzo are quarreling, it doesn't matter if the two of them quarrel, and then there will be a series of butterfly effects, such as tariff increases or trade problems.

Moro roared angrily, thinking that so many people were still looking at him to give him face, and the overall situation was a major situation for self-suppression, so Moro just took out the gift, Lorenzo was looking at it cautiously and laughing, and Sylvia ran over again without a long eye.

Mo Luo suddenly felt that the slap just now seemed to be too light, and this woman still didn't learn a lesson.

This is the last chance, and if Lorenzo doesn't perform well, you'll never be able to get me back.

Sylvia smiled skillfully, holding her skirt in one hand and a small gift box in the other, quite delicate, looking better than the plain blue box that Morro had prepared.

"Lord Lorenzo, I was in such a hurry that I forgot to give you a gift." Sylvia tugged at her skirt and smiled lightly, glancing at the gift box that Morrow had just taken out, and then with disdainful contempt.

There is nothing to compare with each other, because there is nothing to compare between women.

It's also intentional to have no eyes, and it's also intentional to pretend not to understand and then trespass.

Lorenzo was stunned for a moment, and then his brain hurt, and it buzzed in pain, this Sylvia was really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly, except for those who are particularly close, this gift is directly handed over to the maid at the door for registration and the like, and this action is enough to cause a sensation and side eyes. Just canonized the Marquise, when the rumors were flying all over the sky, they came out like this, and everyone could see that there was something about these two people.

Pity Lord Lorenzo, who has not been cautious for a thousand years, has also provoked the peachy news, but it seems that it is Moro who is even more pitiful now, and his head is green and he will continue to smile.

Moro didn't seem to care anymore, she didn't even look at Sylvia, except that she had a jewelry box in her hand to know what she was going to do, but she was completely out of the way.

Whatever Lorenzo chose, he had hesitated, he didn't refuse in front of everyone, she had never been so disappointed.

In the eyes of some girls, the moment they start to choose, they are all over, and the decline has long said that what is important is not the result of choice, but the process of choice.

Speaking of facing rivals in love, Moro has no experience, and her choice is nothing more than all and zero.

Lorenzo was still hesitating, and Sylvia had already opened the jewelry box by herself, and inside was a collar pin, which looked almost the same as Morro's.

Moro glanced at it and sneered, she really arranged everything well, and she knew a lot about Lorenzo's thoughts.

Sylvia turned to Moro and spoke, her voice respectful and her eyes gentle, even Adler could see that something was wrong, this scene was exciting enough.

Adler smiled in his heart, this is a rare good thing, it is the first time in so many years that Adler has seen a woman who can make Moro angry like this, this woman is really not simple.

"Lord Morrow, will you allow me to take this pin with Lord Lorenzo myself?" Sylvia smiled at the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were not good.

To give a faceless face in person is to give a secret party no face.

Lorenzo looked forward to Moro's refusal, while the anger in his heart was already burning, Sylvia really planned to find him something, and he was stupid.

In the face of Sylvia's naked provocation, Moro can't do anything, not dare but can't, if there are any rumors of disagreement between the leaders of the two parties at this time, it will really shake the whole Nord, and the negative impact is too great.

Adler almost clapped his hands, it's wonderful, Morro Ales, it turns out that you are not doing so well, and you really know that this day is bittersweet.

But Adler didn't know what was wrong with her, and she suddenly felt that Moro was standing there a little pitiful, maybe it was Moro these days

Morolo raised an eyebrow, and then laughed, "Of course, Lady Sylvia, please." ”

Lorenzo's eyes widened, wanting to look at Mo Luo incredibly, Mo Luo had already staggered her gaze, she didn't even want to look at him, she had already done this, what else should she do, you can do it yourself, as the leader of the Demon Party, the wife of the leader of the secret party, she has to give enough face, she has done it all, what else? Forcing her to give Lorenzo away? Or will they even give up to the demon party?

She didn't want to know Lorenzo's results anymore, and whatever Lorenzo chose she would lose.

Everyone here thought it was incredible, but no one would say anything, after all, Moro himself pretended not to care, the hot potato was in Lorenzo's hands, but unfortunately Lorenzo would not be satisfied no matter what Moro did.