Wizard Count

"Hi! Hello!"

Just when Connor was hesitating to take advantage of everyone in the banquet hall When eating a small can of caviar, a crisp sound came from his ear.

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

This is a young woman in a light purple evening dress. She has fair and delicate skin, a bright and delicate face, a tall and curvaceous sexy figure, and her red hair is as bright as flames, and her elegant and smooth red hair is blue. The pupils are extremely deep.

"Peerless beauty?" A single thought burst out of Connor's mind, prompting Connor to quickly return to a sane state.

"Hello, beautiful lady!" Connor smiled and responded politely. The unknown woman in front of him is really beautiful and wants to make people commit crimes. Connor has never seen him on Earth. Less like a Victoria's Secret angel, waiting for the beautiful and sexy 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 Margaret, I am glad to meet you here!" The woman who called herself "Margaret" smiled and stretched out her right hand.

Connor hesitated for a moment, leaned slightly and lowered his head, gently holding Margaret's right hand with both hands, and gently kissing the back of Margaret's hand.

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

"Mister 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 his mouth:

"Yes... ·As you can see····There are few women I know here····"Connor shrugged slightly, slightly embarrassed.

"I don't have a dancing partner either..." Margaret finished softly, and then with an intoxicating smile on his face, the beautiful blue eyes looked at Connor quietly. .

Frozen for a moment, Connor immediately leaned to show his gift, "beautiful Miss Margaret, please allow me to ask you to dance!"

"Okay!" Connor was not rejected At the invitation of Margaret, Margaret's hand caught Connor's hand.

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

"Sorry!" Feeling that he stepped on his partner’s feet, Connor flushed his face and said apologetically:

"It’s okay, Mister Connor, you are the number one Did you dance this time?" Margaret hesitated and asked with a curious expression on his face:

"No, no, when I was in my hometown, Frosynone in the eastern part of the empire, I often danced at banquets, but When I came to Ruen to study, I didn’t attend the banquet, so my dancing skills naturally faded away!” Hearing Margaret’s question in his arms, Connor showed an awkward look on his face, and he groaned and said:

In this sentence, Connor said nine true and one false. When the original owner Connor Ferguson was in his hometown of Frosynone, because his finances were not 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 golden pound monthly living expenses, poor Connor Ferguson had to reduce the number of banquets he attended, but as for Connor’s poor dance skills now, the real reason is that poor Connor is on Earth. At the time, I 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.

"Mister Connor, still in school?" Margaret's soft voice was clearly surprised.

Connor nodded, said solemnly: "The History Department of Green University, George and I are classmates."

"It turns out that Mister Connor is a top student of Green University. It is really enviable, but Since I have chosen the less popular Department of History, it seems that in Mister Connor's house, either a nobleman or a wealthy businessman?" Margaret lightly said with a smile:

Connor pondered for a moment, and nodded vaguely said, "I have a little bit! "

I don’t know why. Although Margaret said envy, Connor really didn’t feel any envy in her eyes, and Connor had a hunch that Margaret, who he is holding now, knows himself. Although there is no evidence to prove his hunch against his identity background, Connor’s hunch is very, very strong.

Although he didn’t look around all around, Connor could feel that the all around man’s jealous look that he could not wait to kick himself away and replaced him, not only made Connor’s brain spin fast, Connor was not on a worm. A brain idiot, not a "little head decides big head" sex ghost. After being stunned by Margaret's beauty for a while, Connor has been thinking about a question as to why Margaret would find himself as a dance partner.

If the answer is good looks, even though 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 not as handsome as everyone loves, and the flowers are blooming. At the point, there were at least two or three handsome young guys in the banquet.

As for the others, 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 five golden pounds, and he is definitely of a lower-medium level in the entire banquet hall. If Margaret wants to catch a triumphant man, Temo himself probably won't even be ranked!

And if Margaret knows her identity and background as she expected, then she shouldn’t provoke herself. Although the Ferguson family is count, the Ferguson family is already on the verge of loneliness. , And in this banquet hall, Connor knew that there were one or two heirs to the rich marquis. It just so happened that the two heirs to the marquis were looking like "Brother Pig", greedily looking at the one he was hugging. Margaret.

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

Huge questions kept repeating 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 Magrige to cheerful music, but Connor’s heart is constantly considering, and finally when the music is about to end, Connor made a decision, he tentatively asked: "Miss Margaret, are you...?"