Outright Favoritism Chapter 767: : How attractive British gentlemen are

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Li Qiao swallowed, surprise hidden in her eyes.

The princess Margaret wears a high-length dress with a black lady's suit, and the posture of sitting up is like a model of etiquette by the famous Shuyuan.

As long as she does not speak, she is the noble Princess Margaret.

Once she spoke, she instantly fell down from the altar and became Xiaoli from the village head...

Indeed, it's very different.

Siluo took Li Qiao into the seat, took two teacups and straightened them, frowning when she picked up the teapot, "I have told you hundreds of times, don't point the spout to people, it's impolite."

Marguerite blinked her blue eyes and curled her mouth nonchalantly, "Who told you to sit across from the spout, do you blame me?"

Li Qiao leaned back in her chair and looked at the ceiling. This is a real girlfriend and can be stamped.

Siluo looked at Marguerite, cleared her throat and introduced: "Li Qiao, you saw it last night."

Marguerite tilted her head to look at Li Qiao, her slender eyelashes quivered twice, "Hi, sister, nice to meet you."

"It's all my own, you speak to me well." Silo raised her eyebrows in disgust.

Marguerite glanced at her, ignored her, leaned forward and looked straight at Li Qiao, "Are you her own?"

Siluo: "..."

This product is not only inconsistent, it's also a **** brain.

She wiped her face, and hit Li Qiao with her shoulder sideways, "Don't mind, foreigners are all virtuous, there is no brain, a tendon..."

Li Qiao pretends to drink tea, and uses the rim of the cup to block the upturned corner of her mouth.

This Princess Margaret is really different.

After a while, Marguerite pushed the two bodyguards outside the screen to serve the cakes, and when they walked away, she leaned against the back of the chair innocently, twisted her stiff neck, and spoke in English accent. : "Holding the shelf every day, I'm exhausted."

Siluo said coldly from the side, "Who makes you a princess or a future duchess, it's great."

The future duchess...

Li Qiao had a faint smile on her lips, looking at Marguerite without a trace, waiting for her response.

At this time, Marguerite was leaning against the soft chair without any image, pouting in English, "If there is something wrong, don't ask me any questions. I arranged a marriage for me inexplicably, but I didn't promise to be a duchess."

Silo touched the diamond stud earrings on her ears and chuckled: "Then you are still dancing with Childman? It's a concubine, I thought you two had secretly communicated with each other a long time ago."

The last idiom, Siluo said in Chinese specially.

Marguerite was dumbfounded for two seconds, stretched her leg under the table and kicked Silo, "Are you disgusting, who would secretly pass the song with a robotic arm. If I don't dance with him, not only will I lose the royal family" The face of the Duke will prevent the Duke from coming to Taiwan, so I can only count on it. Besides...the British gentlemen are so charming, and Childman is not my type."

The robotic arm...it's very appropriate.

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids and smiled deeper, "It was announced at the banquet last night..."

"Speak Mandarin." Suddenly, Margaret Yu Guang glanced at the two bodyguards and turned back with the tray, interrupted her quickly, and picked up the graceful posture of the princess.

Siluo pursed her lips and chuckled, and explained in a low voice: "Weisson’s eyeliner is all around her, which shows how important it is to learn a foreign language."

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead, and her affection for Marguerite once again soared by several levels.

What a multi-faceted princess.

The two bodyguards put the exquisite Western-style cakes on the table, and then went to stand guard outside the screen.

Marguerite sighed silently and pushed the pastry in front of Li Qiao, "Are you trying to say that the wedding was announced last night, so there is no room for a round?"

Siluo twisted a piece of muffin and sent it to her mouth, correcting her words vaguely, "Zhuanzhuan! It's not zhuanzhuan."

Li Qiao bends her lips, smiles at them and says, "That's what I mean."

Marguerite shrugged, "Anyway...I haven't thought of a countermeasure for the time being. I take one step at a time, and the big deal will push my sister out for marriage."

Li Qiaodi didn't know how many times he was speechless: "..."

Siluo nodded in response, "It's really a good way to betray your sisters."

As if afraid of Li Qiao’s misunderstanding, she turned her head and added: "Sisters from the same father, the two had enemies in their previous lives."

Understood.

Marguerite does not want to marry, so she will try to transfer this marriage to someone else.

In the final analysis, Childman will still have close contact with the second crown prince.

Li Qiao was quiet for a moment, and she said astonishingly thoughtfully, "Are there any non-royal sisters that can betray you?"

Marguerite bit a piece of puff and looked at Li Qiao, seemingly shocked.

While Silo licked the corners of her mouth with eyes full of attention, before she said anything, Margaret held the puffs and nodded solemnly at the opposite side, "Yes, she, Miranda."

Siluo: "..."

Go **** good sister.

Li Qiao smiled and looked at Shi Luo faintly, "She can't."

Marguerite asked very seriously, "Are you old?"

Siluo opened the chair and made a gesture to leave, otherwise she couldn't help pouring tea on her face.

Li Qiao stretched out her hand to hold Silo, and said with a smile, she finished off, "It's not that she is older, she deserves better."

Siro was relieved, pursed her lips and sat down again, giving Margaret a slanted look, "Do you believe me or not I will inform you the bodyguard?"

The three talked and laughed a few more words, and finally Li Qiao bluntly stated her purpose.

Zellman cannot marry the royal family.

Marguerite agreed with her idea, "Let me think about who I have a bad relationship with..."

Siluo took a sip of tea indifferently, knocked on the table with the joints, "When you think about it, tell us anytime, let's go."

Marguerite didn't hold her back. She looked around, but couldn't find a suitable container. She directly picked up the porcelain plate filled with pastries and handed it to Li Qiao's hands. "Sister, when we first met, it was polite and affectionate." "

In this way, Li Qiao walked out of the private tea room without expression, holding Princess Margaret's heart.

Siluo couldn't smile behind her, occasionally reaching for a piece of pastry and stuffing it in her mouth.

When they got into the car, Li Qiao left an empty plate in her hand.

She looked at the window button, wondering whether to throw it now or on the road.

Siluo understood her intentions, raised her legs, and said slowly: "That's the imperial porcelain handed down by the British imperial family. Let alone a century of history, it is hard to buy for a thousand dollars."

Li Qiao retracted her gaze and stuffed the tray into the storage bag behind the seat.

Silo looked at her comfortedly, "It's not stupid yet."

Li Qiao leaned on the headrest, squinting at her with the tail of her eyes, "You came to the British Emperor this time, specifically to help me?"

She and Shi Luo's friendship is no better than that of the seven sons, and it has been more like a general acquaintance for a long time.

For the British emperor and his party, Shi Luo gave her so many surprises that Li Qiao had a desire to explore.

Siluo in my impression is not a warm-hearted woman.