Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 377
Seeing that it was the Marquis of Baker, the noble sons all made way for him.

Baker came to Manro unimpededly.

"Is this the young daughter of the Duke of Hill? Hello, my name is Baker, the Marquis of the Empire."

He pretended to be a gentleman and bent over to salute. At the moment he lowered his body, he said in a teasing tone: "We meet again, doll."

Man Luo was not surprised by his appearance. Even though the other party had recognized her, Man Luo still had a gentle smile on his face: "Marquis Baker, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

Hearing the words of the first meeting, Baker frowned.

He is more interested in the doll now.

Looking up and down at Man Luo, who was wearing a complicated dress in front of her, she thought that she would be more eye-catching than the casual one in civilian attire.

His gaze swept over the girl's tightly gripped waist.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Baker stretched out his hand to Manro: "Then Miss Lucia, do you have the honor to invite you to dance for the first time?"

Although it was a question, Baker was confident.

He is the youngest marquis in the empire. Over the years, many noble ladies have been expecting his favor.

However, those young ladies are of ordinary appearance and their background is too low. Baker usually doesn't like to deal with them.

On the contrary, the little girl in front of him now, as the youngest daughter of the Duke, has a noble status and meets his requirements.

Although she was a little younger, she was the most beautiful and cutest he had ever seen.

If she is more obedient and obedient, I don't mind having more contact with her in the future.

But his inviting hand has been stretched out for a long time, but there is no movement from the girl.

Not to mention handing him his hand, the girl didn't even make a sound.

Just when Baker couldn't bear his temper and wanted to raise his head, Manro's voice sounded unhurriedly: "I'm sorry, Marquis Baker, you may be too old for me, I don't think we are suitable for dancing together."

The smile on his face froze suddenly, and Baker suddenly raised his head to look at the girl.

Seeing the apologetic and slightly innocent look of the other party, Beck's eyes were already filled with anger.

He finally took the initiative to invite a girl to dance, but was rejected by the other party.

Not only that, but the reason is that he is old?
He was only 16 years old, and he was considered the youngest generation in this banquet.

"Miss Lucia, it's impolite to make such a joke."

Seeing the other party suppressing her anger, Man Luo continued to blink her innocent eyes: "I'm not joking."

Because of her words, Beck's face darkened completely.

The people surrounding them also noticed the awkward atmosphere at this time, their joking and joking faded away, and the air was a little stagnant.

Being humiliated in public, Baker gritted his teeth: "Very well, Lucia, I want to see if you reject me, who else would dare to dance with you at this banquet!"

At this time, a fool can see the conflict between the two.

No one dares to be the one who stands out.

Just dancing a dance with Man Luo, and having to bear the wrath of the Marquis of Baker, this is not a good deal no matter how you look at it.

As a result, all the nobles who were enthusiastic just now broke up in a rush.

Man Luo's side was instantly empty, and Lina, who was only paying attention to this side, threw a provocative look, but Man Luo didn't care.

At this moment, a glass of attractively colored fruit juice was placed in Man Luo's hands, and the fruity aroma permeated his nose.

Without looking back, Manro can guess who is behind him.

　Anse Aire: Miss's first dance has to be mine!
　　Carp: Then if...

　　Ansair: Say something again if you try (smile)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)