I Am a Nobleman in England

The Christmas movement was ringing, and snowflakes fell from the sky and fell like a miracle on the streets of Dunsford Village. Eddie and Arthur opened their arms and let the snowflakes fall on them, taking photos with the children.

　　 And Edmund and some children are laughing, playing, playing snowball fights, and being besieged by the children.

　　Christmas means big shopping malls, amusement parks, and Christmas gifts to the children of wealthy families in the city, but it does not make any difference to the children of non-rich families, or even the children of unemployed families due to the economic crisis.

The appearance of the Arthur family brought these children not only infinite surprises, but also the joy of hope. The excited eyes and smiling faces of each child when they received the gift were really very exciting. People touched.

　　Of course, there are also those parents who are slightly embarrassed, but are full of excitement and can't help but thank the children. Seeing the smiling faces of the children holding gifts, they are even more grateful for the kind deeds of the Arthur family.

　　 "Next Christmas, I will come over to give you gifts..."

After hearing this news, all the little guys were very happy, screaming excitedly, Arthur laughed and continued loudly: "I will make a list based on the letter your parents wrote to me, and then check again and again to confirm Which children are naughty bags, and which children are very sensible. When I fall down, I don’t give Christmas gifts to naughty children."

　　 "Hehe, Tina, did you hear that? There is no gift if you are not good..."

　　 "I will be good!"

　　. . . . . .

　　 The children's romp, laughter, and the comforting faces of adults bloom on the lively Dunsford Street.

　　 When all the gifts were delivered, Arthur and the three of them, thanks and farewell from the Dunsford Management Committee who rushed over, drove a carriage and returned to Boleyn Manor in the snow dancing.

He took off his white beard, his pretty face seemed to be the red-hot Eddie, took off his gloves, reached out to catch the falling snowflakes, watched the flying snow all over the sky, and exclaimed sincerely: "Sure enough, there is only Christmas with snow. It makes people feel full of energy!"

Edmund, who did a super heart-warming thing, thought about seeing the children happy when they got the gifts. He was also very happy. He rubbed the snowball with the children and had cold hands and said: "This is The most meaningful Christmas I have ever had, remember to call me next year!"

　　 "Hehe." Looking at Eddie and Edmond with smiles on their faces, Arthur drove the carriage, and said very happily: "This is the fragrance of the gifted rose hand..."

　　 No matter what purpose Arthur used to do this thing before, when seeing the smiling faces and happy faces of the children, it seems that those purposes are not so important.

Along the snow-paved road all the way forward, until you return to Bolin Manor, watching the home like a fairy-tale castle in the distance is pleated and glorified in silver. At this time, there is not only Asia in the Christmas air. The Christmas carols sang by the three people with laughter seemed to be able to smell the sweets and barbecue in the air. . .

　　 At the same time, as far away as London, three express delivery trucks carrying hundreds of exquisite gift boxes have stopped at the destination they were looking for.

　　 "Ding Dong——"

　　 "Crack—"

　　 "Hello, are you Ms. Alimia Clark?"

　　 Wearing a white sweater and jeans, Ali Mia looked suspiciously at the courier standing at the door, nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

　　 "Honey, who is it?"

　　 "I'm looking for me." Alimia turned her head and shouted to the people in the room, looking at the smiling courier at the door again.

　　 "Please sign for it, here, sign your name."

　　 Alimia took the order, and while signing for it, she frowned and asked, "Can you tell me who delivered the express?"

　　 "Sorry, according to the customer's request, I can't tell you, but the customer said that you will know after seeing the gift."

　　 Alimia shook her head and laughed. She had guessed whose handwriting it was. She was still depressed before. Why didn't she receive the Christmas gift from him? It turned out to be a surprise for herself.

　　 "Okay, what about my package?" Elymia handed the list to the courier, and saw that the other party was empty-handed, but did not see the gift.

　　 "Please follow me--"

　　Elimia did not hesitate, braved the snow and followed the courier to the truck parked on the side of the road.

　　 "Crack—"

　　 "Oh, god, all of this?" The truck door opened, and Alimea looked at the pile of gift boxes piled up like a hill, her eyes widened, and shouted in surprise.

　　 "Yes, madam, these are all! Merry Christmas!" The courier said with a smile on his face, with a trace of envy in his eyes.

　　 "Wow, so many Christmas gifts? All for you? Honey, do you have anything to tell us?"

Just as Alimea took the large bouquet of red roses handed over by the courier from the carriage and smiled sweetly, her father's voice came from behind her. She turned her head to look at the parents standing behind her, raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly: "secret!"

　　. . . . . .

　　 "Wow-wow -"

　　 "It's another Prada bag... Honey, should you give us an explanation!"

At this time, wearing a set of warm home clothes, Emily Shaw still can't ignore her xing charm~www.NovelMTL.com~ sitting on the carpet covered with Prada bags, perfumes and accessories, with a happy face She smiled, and her parents who stood aside looked at the Christmas presents that had exceeded hundreds of thousands of pounds in amazement, and looked at Emily with a serious expression.

　　 "Hey, I won't tell you! Mom, this bag is for you..." Emily smiled happily, and threw a black bag to her mother who was standing aside.

　　. . . . . .

　　 "Honey, do you have a boyfriend? Oh, did he ransack the LV brand store?"

　　 The same scene is also happening at Aimo's house. Aimo's mother is holding her daughter's shoulders with bright eyes, and looking at Aimo, hoping to see some clues from her face.

　　 Aimo looked at the hundreds of gift boxes in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he shook his head helplessly and sweetly. This was really something Arthur could do.

　　 "Mom, as long as you don't ask, you can choose what you like at will, how about?"

　　 "You want to bribe me?"

　　 "If you don't want it, forget it..."

　　 "Don't think about it-do you think this bag looks good on my back..."

In the hall of Bolin Castle, the Christmas tree is gleaming, making people leave deep Christmas memories. In order to welcome this special holiday, Arthur, Eddie, and Edmond have all replaced the traditional ones. Christmas costumes.

　　 Surrounded by the magical winter magic, sitting around the fireplace, watching the snowflakes dancing outside the window, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and savoring the delicious afternoon tea.