Everybody's gone to the wedding, it's not just talking, it's true. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

To be precise, the wedding is over, party time.

Look over there, Sbella is choosing food in front of the buffet counter, Sbella!First of all, does she know Bishop?!No!She doesn't have any friendship with Lylie, but she's here!Why?Eyes move to the side, see, Mrs. Quinn, greet Sbella who is choosing food, and introduce to Mrs. Barton with an impatient face, "This is Sbella Wind, my sister who has been lost for many years~"

Please don't take it literally, it's just Mrs. Quinn telling Mrs. Patton to 'do charity and I only need to know one', don't mention it, be enlightened ~ be friendly ~ Mrs. Patton responded, "Yes, this gentleman must be your long-lost brother." ”

Did I say everybody's coming to the wedding? Well, there's someone else with Mrs. Quinn, Mr. Pine, yes, Nate's father. It's even more unlikely that there will be any intersection with the newlywed couple, and if everyone forgets who Nate is, wait a minute.

"Hehe, happy for me, Barton, Poch is leaving home, I'm lonely, I need someone to be with me......"

"Well, Lord, don't say it. Mrs. Barton waved her hand and glanced at Sbella, "Is Sbella right, come with me, I have something to ask you." ”

"My pleasure, Mrs. Patton. ”

The two walked away for a moment, leaving Mrs. Quinn and Mr. Pyne behind, and Mrs. Quinn spoke, "I thought you would bring Nate with you." ”

"Tsk, don't mention that kid, it's annoying to see him! Now I don't go out at all, I don't pay attention to how I call him during the day! I don't pay attention to the police when I come to inquire! I don't see anyone at night!"

"Yes, it's not a good habit to reverse day and night. "Mrs. Quinn was probably hungry, and every food on the table was a little bit. We know that one day, Mrs. Quinn will no longer have the opportunity to taste these foods, and if you want to experience these delicacies, you can only hurry.

So, remember who Nate and Pyne are? Nate, probably, isn't human anymore. Eli did tell James that he didn't really like the Feast using his fans, right?

Now that we've all talked about vampires, there are indeed vampires here. And I'm not talking about half-human, half-vampire guys like Remer. Seriously, the wedding at Bishop Manor, where the waiters are all Remer, carrying trays like a parade, and giving each guest a 'special' drink. We don't focus on this cheesy wedding of a wealthy family, not to focus on these, uh, 'waiters'.

Vampires, look, Hamilton and Nainard are outflanking the Smiths from two directions.

After a while, the pure human members of the Smith family inexplicably dispersed, leaving behind a middle-aged woman, a man who was extremely ugly, and, a ceramic doll.

"Seriously, release the Breath of Rotten at a wedding, Cappadocia, four centuries, and you still don't know why people don't like you. "It's a ceramic doll that speaks.

Nainard frowned, "I don't need to stay here, I'm going to find the descendants of Toledo." "It's a petition to its captain, Hamilton.

Hamilton waved his hand, ignoring Nainard, and looked at Eve with a frown, about to speak.

"What is the Breath of Rot?" Lydia touched her husband, Flender.

"Well, not now, Lydia! you can't show how rookie you are in front of Lesembra!"

"Oh. Lydia followed Flender's example, folded her arms, and stared sharply at Hamilton.

When the porcelain doll was also wrinkled, the corners of Eve's mouth twitched, "Lydia, go to Falken to find Fiona, Flender, follow Smith! I think he's going to Yuri! You two, you know what you're going to do!"

"No!" Lydia refused directly, "I seem to be the kind of mother who irresponsibly leaves her daughter in public, is approached by strangers, and goes to chat with friends herself, correct, stepmother?"

Everyone says it's a good thing to have principles, but it's not necessarily a good thing.

"Lydia!" Eve glared at her principled stepmother, "I'm a child! A child will always run away on their own! and then be found by a stranger! Are you going to question your child's self-protection now?

Flender whispered beside Lydia, "In case you don't feel it, this Mr. Lesenbra is only about four hundred years old, and he is only a third-generation Lesenbra." So. ”

"Oh. Lydia looked at Hamilton again, shrugged her shoulders, looked away, and looked bored when she looked at the location of the Falkens—the head of the house, Mr. Falcan, looked sluggish, Fiona was flipping through a book and telling Charlotte a story, "But I don't want to go to Fiona's side, I want to go there......"

"No! go to Fiona! tell her our response to her proposal!" Eve gave the order, but inevitably, glancing in the direction Lydia was pointing, "tsk. Staring at Hamilton, "Let's find a quiet place." The corners of his mouth curled strangely, "Follow me." ”

Question! Does Eve, Smith's stepdaughter, know where in Bishop Manor is quiet?

Such a perfect opportunity to show the Feast that we have taken root in Barton, and that whatever the Feast is doing at Barton, take a good estimate. Eve, as the ancestor and leader of Remer, how could she miss it.

But since these two guys are going underground, they are leaving the wedding scene and not paying attention, we look in the direction Lydia wants to go.

Not quiet? Yes. Does it affect other people's quietness? Yes. Bad influence? no, because the people around are applauding.

Who would invite a 'circus' to perform at their wedding? The answer is a rich man like Bishop.

Well, the circus is not accurate, even demeaning, and goes against Bishop's original purpose of giving them a full stage – against the original intention of the enchanting Lylie.

So, before we start describing what elicits applause on stage, we should first look at the couple on the side of the stage.

Laili, who had already changed into a bloated wedding dress, snuggled up in Bishop's arms, "Look~I'll say it~Everyone will like it~"

"Hehehe, if you say you like it, you can like it. Bishop didn't care much, "At the carnival, everyone was tired of watching it, and I don't think a few people really applauded." ”

"The point is not that you are tired of watching it~" Although it is still a charming tone, the expression seems to be teaching, "The point is, salute." A tribute to the carnival, to the Quin and Barton families who finally gave Barton his own culture. Salute, now that many things have happened, the people of the West End are still opening up new things for the city of Barton~ Also, we are back to the collective posture of the West Side~"

There is probably no need to describe what is happening on stage, Lylie has already said it, and this miniature version of Pais's Carnival is recreated. In addition to the fact that we already know about the federal history show, the performance here, with one more paragraph, is how Barton was born.

Bishop frowned, "Back to the Westside? Can you feel the reason Bishop frowning?

"Oh~my dear husband~" Lylie smiled, "You really never left~" Lylie, it's already, Lylie Bishop. Hehe, Mrs. Bishop, so, what's the hypocrisy, "But Bishop left~ It's okay, from today on, Bishop is back~"

In a dark red tremor that most people can't notice—don't get me wrong, the spirits are excited. Lylie Bishop pulled up her husband and pushed her to the stage, "Dear ~ go up ~ Don't let those amateur actors ruin the most important part of Barton's birth - it's Bishop who bought this land that Newton doesn't care about~ Go up~ perform in his true colors, and reproduce Bishop's first step for Barton's birth hall~"

Laily's voice was not small, and the onlookers began to coax,

For a man who had just completed the beginning of his marriage, Mr. Bishop's face was not good, but he had been pushed off the stage, surrounded by people, and dressed in the style of half a century ago, regardless of whether he reacted to what was happening, so, he could only, "I, I don't even know the lines......"

"Don't worry about dear~" Laili is like a wife who fully supports her husband, "I know~Follow me~I'll tell you what to say~" Going back, Laili said, 'True Colors Performance', right~

The dark red that is not noticed, everyone knows, is trembling~

Okay, let's take a look at what else is worth paying attention to...... Oh!

"I'm bored. Aethera shook the wine glass in his hand, emptied it, glanced at the person next to him, pursed his lips, and directly took the wine glass in the other party's hand and took it for himself, "Usually, this is my stage." Where the powerful gathered, I, loved, such an occasion! But now, I'm bored. ”

"You're sick!" Mayor Anthony pouted as he watched as Ethela had put lip prints on his cup, beckoning to a walking by, 'Waiter'. Anthony is not going to be here, he cares about his image at Bishop Manor, he will not let his hands be empty for a second, Bishop offers a drink, he will drink as much as he wants! Anthony does not plan to go back and find that his soul is missing something! "You should go to the doctor!"

"Desire for power, if it's a disease for women~" Aethra smiled and glanced at Anthony, her eyes were going down, "What is that for men, so-and-so, compensation~"

Anthony's forehead twitched, and he squinted at Ethera, "Don't you know if I need something, hum, compensation." ”

Aethra raised her shoulders slightly, tilted her head slightly, and smiled indescribably, "It's hard to say~No one can predict the changes in a few years~"

Everybody remembers that these two guys were husband and wife for a while! Don't let me try to paint the 'weird' atmosphere of these two people here like an idiot!

Anthony grabbed the newly delivered wine glass, squinted, and looked at Ethra, "Prediction, you're paying attention to me in some way. ”

Laughing softly, "It's hard not to pay attention." I don't mean to judge, but, hehe, your secretary, Gina, oh Gina Gina ~ Gina like a vase~" The gaze gently brushed over Anthony's face, "So, I predict you with an optimistic attitude, hehe, expressiveness~ But, who knows~ Maybe she is thorough enough in the vase~"

"You!" Anthony seemed to take a lot of effort off Aethera, "There's a husband!" casually mentioned, impressed by Bishop's 'perfect' acting skills, and applauded vigorously.

Aethra's gaze has not changed, still caressing the place where she shouldn't be touching, "Hehe~ Are you really still so naïve~ You said it~ I, yes, sick~"

Anthony was stunned, and then, staring at Ethera, "You! you want a divorce again!"

"Isn't it obvious~" Aethera shook the wine glass in her hand, "I can't be mayor anymore~ There is no point in campaigning, then, what he can provide, there is no value~" Bending the corners of his mouth, he moved, and a finger had touched Anthony's arm, and the bad thing was that Anthony didn't dodge, so, the fingers began to climb, "Just like when I once found out that my efforts became your wedding dress~ something worthless, kicked away by me~ We, divorced~ Now ~ hehe~" Needless to say.

"You're a sinister woman,*!

"Don't break my heart anymore~" Ethella's eyes became more and more presumptuous, "You owe me~ You took away my things, so that I have now achieved nothing~ I'm going to get a divorce again~ Hehe, again~ How do you want to compensate me?"

"Compensate you?!" Anthony finally made a move, but to his disappointment, he still didn't dodge, but shook his head and emptied the wine glass in his hand, except for the upper cheek, which was already flushed with too much alcohol, it didn't do anything, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking anymore! Your future is gone! So you want to go back to square one! Get something from me!What do you want? Marry me again?Madame Mayor? You want this?!"

Don't think Anthony is drunk, his logic, right-

"Isn't it~ the only thing I can fight for now~ Hehe, Madam~ Mrs. Anthony~" Aethera actually lowered her head, and her fingers began to slide, "It's strange~ I really miss this title......"

The worst happened.

Somewhere in this world, lightning and thunder are probably thundering. Anthony took the sliding hand, and the two pairs of eyes met in the air. The guy who went looking for a quiet place, one more pair.