I Am a Nobleman in England

"Boom boom——"

"Who?"

"I--"

"Crack—"

The door was opened, and Arthur held the rose bouquet in his hand to the other's face, with a pleased smile watching Aimo Alamuddin, who was standing in front of the door wearing a pink, dress-style nightgown wearing glasses. Pretty face.

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

She also wore a pair of pink slippers on her feet and crimson nail polish on her toes, which looked very attractive. Her outfit gives a lazy atmosphere. She uses lv silk scarf as a headband to tie her hair. The graceful print and color of the lv silk scarf also enrich her beauty, and she looks like a home. Xing sense little lady!

"What are you doing?" Ai Mo asked faintly at the hippy smiling Arthur.

"Haha, I miss you—" Arthur faced Aymo's obstruction, he smiled and opened the door, walked into the house unceremoniously, closed the door with one hand, wanted the bouquet in the other hand Go get Aymo into his arms.

Ai Mojiao snorted, dodges, and walks into the house with a cool sneer, "Are you afraid of being photographed by paparazzi now?"

In the past, Arthur always used the reason for fear of being photographed by the paparazzi to put the place where the two had a tryst in the hotel. However, since the last scandal with sister Zhilin, Aymo ignored Arthur, let alone Said to go to the hotel.

"Hehe, take it when you take it, let everyone know that I have been captured by you, but then you will be annoyed!" Arthur put the bouquet directly on the coffee table, taking off himself He threw his coat on the sofa, his suit, tie, and leather shoes, just like he returned to his home and threw it casually.

Seeing Arthur's piety, Aymo, who was already sitting cross-legged on the sofa, picked up the folder and pretended to be working, was angry that Yinya darkly glared and sat beside her cheeky and stretched out his hand. Arthur holding her shoulder.

"You are a rascal!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Looking at Aimo, who was close at hand with the three-dimensional and deep facial features and elegant temperament, Arthur grinned, and then qin down.

Ai Mojiao shifted her face away, and gave Arthur a charming white look. Then she 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 took Aimo’s shoulders, leaned back on the sofa together, looked at her sullenly and smiled: "You are a barrister, if you don’t want to, I can’t convince you for a hundred reasons. You, so I decided to persuade you in another way."

Aymo looked at Arthur who was going to hold on to the rogue to the end, and just wanted to scold him, there was no more.

. . . . . .

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of the London winter wind could only be heard in a quiet morning, whistling, very light, and slowly taking away some fog. Occasionally, the sound of car horns came from under the window, and when it reached the ears, it had become extremely soft.

"brush--"

As the curtains were suddenly opened, a beam of golden sunlight came in and shone on the sleepy face of Arthur, bright and gentle, how comfortable!

A new day has begun.

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

Aymo, who was wearing a white bathrobe and wrapped her hair in a towel, looked blushing and yawned, and Arthur yawned in a lazy appearance.

"Don't do that, my dear, you didn't say that last night..."

"Shut up!" Aymo scolded in embarrassment. He picked up a set of clothes placed aside and threw it directly on Arthur's face. He scolded, "You are a bastard!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom. He stretched out his hand to block the smashed clothes and looked at Aimo's tall and slender back. He raised his eyebrows, raised his arms, stretched his waist, and smiled triumphantly. laugh.

Nothing is. . . Keke, a barbecue can’t solve it, if there is one, let’s have another meal!

"My dear, in two days, there will be a public relations cocktail party before the listing of the coastal power plant. Prepare it and join me in attending it."

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

"No! You have so many gossip subjects, do you still lack female companions?" Aimomei glanced lightly, tearing off a piece of toast, and teasing it as he put it into her mouth.

"Did you also say that it was a scandal? It's just nonsense from the media. Besides, how can they have you charming and elegant." Arthur said with a smile.

Aymo looked at Arthur's rogue appearance in an annoyed manner, and said in an annoyed and helpless manner: "Perhaps, I shouldn't have 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 the world's imposing too much secular vision. Being young is never the standard for judging a person's maturity. Experience and education are the only ones." Arthur said with a serious look at Aymo. Prevent the opponent from shrinking.

Aymo looked at Arthur’s handsome young face and couldn’t help but smiled bitterly. To tell the truth, I was good with Arthur. There is probably no self-compensation psychology. Find someone younger than yourself to express yourself. The other kind of dissatisfaction in middle age is to relive the romance of girlhood.

However, after getting along for a while, she also noticed the kind of uncertainty in Arthur, as smart as her, how could she not see how big Arthur's playfulness was.

Young and rich, distinguished, young and handsome, successful in business, with the name of the person most British girls want to marry, how can there be fewer flowers and plants around, facing many youhuo, to be honest, Aymo is to Arthur There is no confidence at all.

Unless Aymo is really big-hearted ~www.NovelMTL.com~ can be tolerant, open one eye and close the other, go on in a daze. . .

"... Arthur, I feel that we need to re-examine our feelings and relationships." After pondering for a while, Aymo's beautiful eyes flashed a touch of determination, and he said to Arthur seriously.

"I'm done!" Arthur took the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth. After taking a couple of drinks, Arthur stood up, smiled and walked to the side of Aymo, leaning over the serious Aymo's face. After I got off, I smiled and said, "Recently I am developing a new project, which is very complicated. Hey, well, I went to work. See you tonight."

After speaking, Arthur left the restaurant, looking at Arthur's unsullied back, Aimo's mouth twitched, and a black line appeared on his forehead, completely ignored. . .

"This little bastard!"

Aimo Qiao's face turned red, and she was directly grinned, 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 also loves everything about Arthur!

Well, it's everything!