I Am a Nobleman in England

"Boom——"

"Who?"

"I--"

"Crack——"

The door was opened, Arthur held the bouquet of roses in front of the other person's face, and looked at Aimo Alamuddin who was standing in front of the door wearing a pink dress-style nightgown and wearing a pair of glasses with a flattering smile. pretty face.

I have to say that this nightgown looks quite special when worn on Aymo. There is also a belt tied around the waist, which looks slim and lined.

She also wore a pair of pink slippers on her feet, and her toes were painted with crimson nail polish, which looked very attractive. Her outfit gives people a lazy atmosphere. She uses the lv silk scarf as a headband to tie her hair up. The graceful print and color of the lv silk scarf also enriches her beauty. It looks like a home Sexy little girl!

"What are you doing here?" Aymo asked, looking at Arthur with a hippie smile.

"Hehe, I miss you—" Facing Aymo's obstruction, Arthur stretched out his hand to open the door with a smile, walked into the house unceremoniously, closed the door casually, wanted the bouquet in one hand, and wanted it in the other. To hold Aymo in his arms.

Ai Mo snorted, dodged it, turned around and walked into the house in a chic way, and said with a sneer, "Aren't you afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi now?"

In the past, Arthur always used the reason of being afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi to put the two people's tryst in the hotel. However, since the scandal with Zhilin's sister came out last time, Ai Mo didn't pay any attention to Arthur, let alone Said to go to the hotel.

"Hehe, let everyone know that I have been captured by you, but when the time comes, you will be annoyed!" Arthur put the bouquet directly on the coffee table, while taking off his Throwing his coat on the sofa, his suit, tie, and leather shoes, he just looked like he was going back to his home and throwing it away casually.

Seeing Arthur's behavior, Aimo, who had already sat cross-legged on the sofa, picked up the folder and pretended to be working, was so angry that Silver Fang glared secretly and sat beside her cheekily, reaching out to embrace her. Arthur on her shoulder.

"You're such a scoundrel!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Arthur bared his teeth and smiled, looking at Aymo, who was close at hand with three-dimensional facial features and elegant temperament, and then kissed.

Aimo turned away her face coquettishly, gave Arthur a charming white look, then narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at Arthur and asked: "If you don't give me an explanation that can convince me,

I think, you can only leave! "

Arthur embraced Aymo's shoulders, leaned back on the sofa together, looked at her sullen pretty face and said with a smile: "You are a barrister, if you don't want to, I can't convince you with a hundred reasons You, so I decided to persuade you in another way."

Aymo looked at Arthur, who was going to stick to the scoundrel to the end, and just wanted to reprimand him, but there was no more to say.

. . . . . .

In the early morning of the next day, only in the quiet morning can I hear the winter wind in London, whistling and very light, slowly driving away some mist. Occasionally, the whistle of a car can be heard from under the window, and when the sound reaches the ears, it has become extremely soft.

"brush--"

As the curtains were pulled open abruptly, a golden sun came in and shone on the sleepy Arthur's face, bright and gentle, how comfortable it was!

A new day has begun.

"Get up quickly, after breakfast, get out immediately!"

Aimo, who was wearing a white bathrobe and wrapped his hair in a towel, looked at the yawning and lazy Arthur with a blushing face, and scolded angrily.

"It's okay, honey, that's not what you said last night..."

"Shut up!" Aymo scolded in embarrassment, picked up a suit of clothes that was put aside in a little anger, and threw it directly in Arthur's face, scolded: "You are a bastard!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around angrily and walked out of the bedroom, and stretched out his hand to block the smashed clothes. Looking at Aimo's tall and slender back, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, raised his arms high, stretched his waist, and smiled triumphantly laugh.

Nothing is. . . Cough, a barbecue can't solve it, if there is, then have another meal!

"Honey, in two days, there will be a public relations reception for the coastal power plant before it goes public. Get ready and attend with me."

At the breakfast table, Arthur made arrangements while eating the loving breakfast made by Aymo.

"No! You have so many gossip targets, do you still need a female companion?" Ai Mo glanced at her with beautiful eyes, tore off a piece of toast, and put it into her mouth, teasing.

"Did you also say that it's a scandal? It's just nonsense from the media. Besides, they are not as charming and elegant as you." Arthur said with a smile.

Aimo looked at Arthur's rascal appearance angrily, and said angrily and helplessly: "Perhaps, I shouldn't let you succeed in the first place. I regret choosing a relationship with such a big age difference."

"Age has never been an obstacle to love. It is because the world imposes too much secular vision. Young age is never the criterion for judging a person's maturity. Experience and upbringing are." Arthur looked at Aymo seriously and said. Prevent the opponent from flinching.

Aimo looked at Arthur's handsome young face, and couldn't help but smile wryly. To be honest, he and Arthur had a kind of self-compensation mentality when he got along with Arthur. The other kind of dissatisfaction with entering middle age is to revisit the romance of girlhood.

However, after getting along for a while, she also noticed the uncertainty in Arthur, as smart as she was, how could she not see how playful Arthur was.

Young and wealthy, prominent in status, young and handsome, successful in his career, with the name of the person all British girls want to marry the most, how can there be fewer flowers and plants around him, facing so many youhuos, to be honest, Aimo is very fond of Arthur. No confidence at all.

Unless Aymo is really big-hearted and can tolerate, turn a blind eye and close one eye, and continue in a daze. . .

"...Arthur, I think we need to re-examine our relationship and relationship." After pondering for a while, Aymo's beautiful eyes flashed a flash of determination, and he looked at Arthur seriously and said.

"I'm done eating!" Arthur picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, picked up the black tea cup and drank a couple of sips, stood up, walked to Aimo with a smile, leaned over and kissed the serious Aimo After getting off, he said with a smile: "Recently, I'm developing a new project, and I have a lot of clues. Hey, okay, I'm off to work, see you in the evening."

After finishing speaking, Arthur left the restaurant. Seeing Arthur's unsloppy back, Aymo's mouth twitched, black lines appeared on his forehead, and he was completely ignored. . .

"This little bastard!"

Ai Mo's pretty face flushed slightly, and she laughed out of anger, and finally cursed helplessly.

No way, you will never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, unless Aymo really makes up his mind, but the problem is that Aymo is also greedy for everything about Arthur!

Well, everything!