Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 750 Elf vs. Vampire (20)

Everyone's thought has just fallen.

Just heard a clear and loud voice echoing in the hall.

"I disagree!"

This sound was like thunder, and the pot exploded in the conference room.

Everyone, including Arlo, looked at the source of the sound.

Doreen carried her skirt, came in angrily, and repeated loudly in front of many vampires, "I don't agree! I don't agree with you marrying someone else!"

She walked to Arlo's side, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Arlo is mine! I'm his fiancee!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The boy remained expressionless, but the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.

"Let go."

The terrifying chill made Doreen shudder and let go of her hand involuntarily.

The boy's red eyes looked at her condescendingly, his voice was not loud, but his words were cold. "My fiancee is only Lucia."

Throwing down such a clarification, he took a step and walked out.

"Brother Arlo!"

Doreen called out to him, "It's just an elf, how could it possibly be worthy of you? You and I have known each other for so long and have such a good relationship, isn't it the best match?!"

Behind him, the old man of the Norman family couldn't stand it any longer, and scolded sternly, "Doreen! Go back to your room! Don't make trouble here!"

Doreen stamped her feet angrily and said coquettishly, "Grandpa!"

Even if the old man pampered her again, he didn't condone this time. "Go back to me! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Doreen saw that the old man was really angry, so she calmed down a lot, and walked out angrily and unwillingly.

"Miss Doreen."

The silver-haired boy at the door spoke and stopped her.

Doreen thought he had changed her mind, and looked back in surprise.

The teenager's eyes seemed to fall into the frost, but her smile froze on her face.

"Miss Doreen, what I want to tell you is that who I like, who I want to marry, and who is the best match is not up to you, and it has nothing to do with you at all.

Next time I hear something like this again, it won't be as simple as a warning. "

After he finished speaking, he went straight out of the castle and got in the car to go home.

But being rejected outright in front of so many people, Doreen's face suddenly turned blue and purple, and finally ran out with her face covered.

That Lucia...

Who is it? !

"Ah, ah, ah—cut!"

In her sleep, Bai Zhen sneezed an incomparably huge amount.

Half asleep, she raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, turned it over, and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning.

The sun's rays had just poured into the panes.

A whole row of colorful birds fell by her window, twittering one after another.

And when their calls were heard in Bai Zhen's ears, it became—

"Lucia Lucia! Get up! Get up!"

"Lucia, something is bad! Get up quickly!"

"Something's happened! Something's happened! Go and see!"

"The enemy has five seconds to reach the battlefield! Five seconds to go!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"one!"

Bai Zhen: ? ? ?

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and was about to ask if she was eaten by them?

Just hear a "bang" sound.

The door was kicked open.

The birds fluttered their wings.

When Bai Zhen turned around, she saw the elder of the elf clan standing at the door leaning on a small cane.

"The sun is shining on your **** and you're still sleeping! Hey, you're really not in a hurry!"