Count of Wizards

Chapter 37 Aventure?

“Hello!”

Just when Connor was hesitant to take advantage of everyone in the banquet hall to focus on the ball, when he was eating a small can of caviar, a crisp sound came from his ear.

When Connor squinted his eyes, he followed the voice, turned his head and looked at him, and was stunned for an instant.

This is a young woman in a lavender evening dress. She has fair and delicate skin, a bright and delicate face, and a tall and **** figure with bumps. She has bright red hair like flames and is elegant and smooth, and her azure blue pupils are extremely deep.

“Peerless Beauty?” A thought suddenly popped out of Connor’s mind, and Connor quickly returned to a sane state.

“Hello, beautiful lady!” Connor smiled and responded politely. The unknown woman in front of him was really beautiful and wanted to make people commit crimes. Connor had seen a lot of angels on the earth network like Victoria’s Secret Angels. , Waiting for the beautiful and **** fairies, at this moment Connor couldn’t help but be immersed in the intoxicating beauty of the woman in front of him.

“My name is Marguerite, I am glad to meet you here!” The woman who called herself “Marguerite” smiled and stretched out her right hand.

Connor hesitated, slightly bent over and lowered his head, gently cupped Margaret’s right hand with both hands, and kissed the back of Margaret’s hand gently.

“My name is Connor Ferguson! It is also nice to meet you, Miss Margaret. To be honest, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life!” Connor exclaimed sincerely:

“Mr. Connor, thank you for your compliment! It looks like you don’t have a partner…?” Margaret asked with an intoxicating smile on the corner of her mouth:

“Yes… as you can see… I don’t have a few women I know here…” Connor shrugged slightly, looking a little embarrassed.

“I don’t have a partner either…” Margaret finished softly, and then with an intoxicating smile on her face, she looked at Connor quietly with her beautiful blue eyes.

was stunned, and Connor immediately leaned back and saluted “Beautiful Miss Margaret, please allow me to invite you to dance!”

“Okay!” Without rejecting Connor’s invitation, Margaret Yu’s hand caught Connor’s hand.

walked off the dance floor, accompanied by brisk, joyous dance music, Connor put Margaret’s soft waist in one hand and her shoulder in the other, and began to dance in accordance with the memory of the “Byzantine court dance” movement.

“Sorry!” Feeling that he had stepped on his partner’s feet, Connor blushed and said apologetically:

“It’s okay, Mr. Connor, is this the first time you dance?” Margaret hesitated and asked with a curious expression on her face:

“No, no, when I was in my hometown, Frosinone, in the eastern part of the empire, I often danced at banquets, but when I came to Ruen for school, I didn’t attend the banquets, so the dancing skills naturally faded away!” Listen When Margaret asked in his arms, Connor showed an embarrassment on his face, and he groaned and said:

This sentence Connor said nine true and one false. When the original owner Connor Ferguson was in his hometown of Frosinone, because his finances had not been cut off by the old Ferguson, he could naturally participate in banquets and dance and spend money. Came to Ruen to go to school, because only 30 gold pounds a month for living expenses, poor Connor Ferguson had to reduce the number of banquets he attended, but as for Connor’s poor dance skills, the real reason is that poor Kang When Na was on the earth, he was just a hard-working internet writer, struggling with food and clothing every day. Where can I have the time and energy to learn the social skills of dancing?

“Mr. Connor, still in school?” Margaret’s soft voice was clearly surprised.

Connor nodded and said in a deep voice, “George and I are classmates in the History Department of Green University.”

“It turns out that Mr. Connor is a top student of Green University, which is really enviable, but since he chose the unpopular history department, it seems that Mr. Connor’s house is either a noble or a wealthy businessman?” Margaret said with a chuckle:

Connor pondered for a while, nodded and said vaguely, “It’s all a little bit!”

I don’t know why. Although Margaret said envy, Connor did not feel any envy in her eyes, and Connor had a hunch that Margaret, who she was holding her arms, knew herself. Although there is no evidence to prove his hunch against his identity background, Connor’s hunch is very, very strong.

Although he did not look around, Connor could feel the jealous eyes of the men around him wishing to kick him away, replacing him with jealous eyes. This not only made Connor’s brain spin fast, Connor was not a fool, nor was he The “little head decides the big head” **** ghost, after being stunned by Margaret’s beauty for a short time Connor has been thinking about a question as to why Margaret would find herself as a dance partner.

If the answer is good looks, although Connor thinks that he is now a handsome man with sword eyebrows and stars, tall and heroic, and he is a handsome guy, but he is still not so handsome that everyone is loved and the flowers are blooming. At least during the banquet There are at least two or three handsome young guys who look better than themselves.

As for other things, Connor is even more puzzled. Wearing accessories without knowing a person is the most intuitive standard for feeling whether a person is rich or not? He is now up and down, that is, around the hardware pound, and he is definitely of the lower-middle level in the entire banquet hall. If Margaret wants to catch a triumphant man, Temo doesn’t think she can even rank up!

And if Margaret knew her identity and background as she expected, then she shouldn’t have come to provoke herself. Although the Ferguson family is an earl, the Ferguson family is already on the verge of loneliness. In the banquet hall, Connor knew that there were one or two heirs to the wealthy marquis, and it just so happened that the two heirs to the marquis looked like “Brother Pig”, greedily looking at Marguerite, who was hugged by him special.

With Margaret’s beauty and temperament, I believe that in this banquet hall, no man would refuse her! Why would she choose herself?

Huge questions are constantly repeated in Connor’s mind.

As the saying goes, “If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!” Margaret must have a problem with herself!

On the surface, Connor still maintains a polite smile and dances with Magrig to cheerful music, but Connor’s heart is constantly considering, and finally when the music is about to end, Connor made it. Decided, he tentatively asked: “Miss Margaret, are you…?”