Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 114 Why Are You Dressing So Tightly?

Thinking of Kanoqi's cold face, Feng Sumo's spine felt a chill, and his head felt a little dizzy.

Barely maintaining a smile on her face, she looked sideways at Debi, "Madam, why did His Royal Highness make such a decision? Xi Luo and I live very well in this palace now."

Mrs. Debi did not answer her question directly, but changed the topic to another purpose of her coming here, "His Royal Highness also ordered that from today onwards, Princess Su Mo, you need to undergo in-depth royal etiquette training. During this time, Miss Ethel and I will be your teachers."

"Etiquette training?" Feng Sumo repeated her words in a murmur, and turned his gaze to the woman standing beside him.

The woman's red lips slightly raised a slight arc, Yanbi Mudan's face showed a slight smile, she walked to her side calmly, nodded lightly, "Hello, I'm Ethel Miller."

With a raised hand and a thrown foot, there is an enchanting charm in the luxury, which will not make people feel too gorgeous, but more like a visual appreciation feast.

Every movement is indeed graceful.

Prince Kanoqi wants to cultivate her into this kind of character?
Debi patiently introduced, "Miss Ethel is the daughter of the Duke of Miller's mansion. She has learned all kinds of aristocratic etiquette since she was a child, is proficient in ten languages, knows the cultures of various countries in the world, and majors in cross-cultural communication. I believe it will be very helpful to you, Your Royal Highness. ..."

"What do I learn about intercultural communication?" Feng Sumo interjected suddenly.

Mrs. Debi emphasized with a blank expression, "Her Royal Highness is now the wife of Crown Prince Heller and his life partner. If possible, she will accompany His Royal Highness to attend various occasions. Cross-cultural communication is a compulsory course for you. !"

"There are not so many ifs." Feng Sumo hummed lightly from his lips, and turned his head away from looking at her.

"If Miss Su Mo is ready, please come with me!" Ethel Miller glanced at her, signaling her to move forward.

"Miss" made Feng Sumo stunned, his eyes flashed with surprise.

After marrying Moxiluo, her titles all included words like His Royal Highness or Princess. This is the first time I heard someone call her Miss, which is a bit interesting.

Mrs. Debbie seemed a little surprised by Ethel's address, and looked at her in surprise.

Ethel Miller smiled slightly, her face calm and composed, "His Highness Su Mo looks too much like a middle school student, forgive me for calling him wrong."

In a very calm tone, it sounded like he was boasting that Su Mo was young, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Feng Sumo didn't say anything, and walked ahead of her to the meeting room.

During the whole day, Ethel and Mrs. Debi spent all in the palace of Mesilo, one was in charge of monitoring Feng Sumo's study, and the other was in charge of giving lectures.

Ethel spoke with aristocratic elegance, and she could tell that she was different from ordinary people with simple speech. However, Feng Sumo was not interested in those courses at all.

Her English is not bad, and she lived in several countries when she was a child. Although she can't understand the cultures of various countries in the world, she still has a clear overview of the cultures of Monaco and the United States.

Mexilo didn't know what he was busy with all day long, and he returned to his room at night.

As soon as he entered the room, his eyes were attracted by the overly eye-catching jeans on Feng Sumo.

What are you doing dressed up?
Feng Sumo turned his head sideways, followed his gaze, and felt a little proud when he found that his final stop was the pants that fell on his body.

She didn't believe that, dressed like this, he could still act like a wolf!
(End of this chapter)