I Am a Nobleman in England

　　 In the UK, especially after work, it is basically impossible to eat on time at 12 o'clock, because in their concept, it is more comfortable to start saying that lunch is around 1 pm.

　　 It’s not that they won’t be hungry at noon. They often hear embarrassing voices that are hungry. In fact, they all want to eat lunch, but they still pretend to be or are really busy. In more extreme cases, people go to buy a so-called lunch at two or even three o'clock. They call it LateLunch.

　　The weak lunch culture also reflects the lower enthusiasm of the people of the rot. However, after Arthur returned to the manor, he tried two British ‘gourmet’ meals, which completely changed the dining rules of Boleyn Manor.

　　 Formally had lunch at 12 o'clock, the meals were all changed to Italian style. After all, his chef also cooked great Italian dishes. As for British food-it's TM's hell!

"Speaking of this truffle, it looks rough and bulky before it is processed, but once it has been carved and cooked, it reveals the inside as bright as a diamond." Arthur smiled and smiled at Ai, who was sitting elegantly at the dining table. Millia was chatting, and she raised a piece of the dining fork, looking at the marble pattern and ivory pattern with sincere emotion.

　　 "Well, the taste is great, especially the intoxicating aroma that refreshes the heart and lungs can give people a strong sensory stimulation..." Emilia agreed with a smile.

These words made Arthur's mouth turn up slightly, and a witty smile flashed in his eyes. He just wanted to make a joke. If he likes to eat it, he should know that the smell of white truffle resembles a man’s specialty, but thought After the table etiquette, he held back his words.

　　 "Do you know why those truffles can only be smelled by strictly trained female pigs and dogs?"

　　 "WHY?" Emilia frowned her eyebrows slightly, groaned, then looked at Arthur and shook her head and asked.

"Hehe, the secret is that truffles contain alpha male **** hormones. It is believed that this kind of taste guides female **** animals and makes them mistakenly believe that they are tracking their heterosexual partners. Because of this, ancient Italians have always believed that white truffles are gods. The food, as a kind of CUIqing food, was cleverly used by Cupid."

　　 Arthur still didn't hold back the feeling of wanting to molest Emilia, and explained it to her in another implicitly romantic way.

　　Sure enough, there was a charming and shyness on Emilia's beautiful face, with a smile at the corners of her mouth, she gave Arthur a white look, and she naturally heard other meanings in Arthur's words.

　　 "Hehe, what do you want to do this afternoon?" Arthur also knew that he would accept it, smiling and turning off the topic.

　　 "I didn't think about it, but the weather is good today. Or, let's go riding a horse in the afternoon. After the last time I learned it, it has been a long time since I did it." Emilia thought for a while and proposed.

　　 "That's a good idea." Arthur smiled.

After lunch, Arthur took Emilia to the study. The two sat on the sofa and drank coffee and had a chat. Emilia happily told Arthur about her experience and experience in theatrical performance. , And Arthur just smiled and listened patiently.

　　 A couple in love, that's it, there seems to be endless topics.

　　 "... By the way, my dear, I almost forgot, I want to see the follow-up story of your "Bolin Manor", hurry up, hurry up, I will watch it now."

　　 After the WENchun score once again, the pretty flushed Emilia said with a rapid heartbeat, and then she wanted a frightened deer to stand up from the sofa and tidy up her long skirt shyly.

"Tsk tsk... Okay, let you go for the time being!" Arthur smashed his mouth a few times, and he was not so discouraged by Emilia's break free. Some things just need to be tasted slowly. Get the taste.

Standing up, ignoring the indecent state that made Emilia's shy eyes dodge, she walked to the desk, turned on the computer, and looked at the dragon girl, who was petite, but perfectly proportioned, graceful enough, and squinted her eyes slightly. There was a flash of splendor, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth became larger.

Shaking the mouse, Arthur opened the folder, looked at the two documents on it, raised an eyebrow, and opened the document of "The Bolin Family", but did not close the folder, stood up from the boss chair and spoke to Ai Miria said, "Okay, sit down and watch."

Emilia also calmed down the deer that was ramming, and walked around the desk with a smile, and sat on the boss chair. While putting her hand on the mouse, she said to Arthur: "Go there first. While drinking coffee, don't disturb me reading classics."

"Haha... well, I won't disturb you." Hearing the words of the famous book, Arthur shook his head helplessly and laughed, patted his hands on Emilia's shoulders twice, and then walked back to the sofa. , Sat down and picked up the coffee cup and drank.

　　 Emilia also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled sweetly, looked at the computer monitor, and began to read the novel, but what she didn't see was that Arthur drinking coffee was full of jokes and triumphant eyes.

　　. . . . . .

　　 "My dear, your writing is great, really good..."

After reading all the content currently written by Arthur, Emilia’s beautiful eyes shone brightly, and she looked at Arthur who was reading a book not far away on the sofa with a look of admiration. Exclaimed.

　　 Arthur turned his head and smiled at Emilia: "Thank you for the compliment."

"It's really great." Emilia smiled sweetly at Arthur, praised her mouth, turned her eyes to the computer screen, shook the mouse and turned off the "Bolin Manor" document, just to see the folder on the next level. .

　　 "Huh? Honey, is this "Fifty Shades of Gray" your new book..."

　　 "Ahem... Don't open it, then, you'd better not look at it..."

Emilia has double-clicked to open the document, but when she heard Arthur’s slightly flustered cough and a nervous tone, she looked at Arthur and saw that the expression on Arthur’s face was also panicked, which instead caused her curiosity.

　　 "Since it is a new work, I must watch it."

　　 "Ahem, I really can't see..."

　　 "I have watched it again."

　　 "You will regret it." Arthur seemed to be annoyed, and covered his face with his hand.

　　 And Emilia, who had already started to read, just glanced at Arthur, with a triumphant smile on her face, and continued to read it.

　　 Arthur, who covered his face, looked at Emilia through his fingers, who was concentrating on reading. He couldn't help but smile more and more proudly, for fear that you wouldn't look at it!

　　 In the study room, I don't know when it started, it became abnormally quiet, only the mechanical sound of the second hand of the antique clock and the invisible and completely disordered breathing existed.

The pretty face has become red, her eyes are sometimes round and sometimes blurred, her small white hands are clenched into fists, her face is astonished, unexpected, and Emilia with a complex expression of embarrassment is feeling a little breathless at this moment. Smooth uncomfortable.

　　 She never thought that Arthur would write such a novel~www.readwn.com~ It was too much to subvert her three views, although she felt very ashamed, but the words seemed like magic, so she couldn't help reading on.

"Ah You..."

At this moment, she felt the two big hands on her shoulders, and instinctively exclaimed, she jumped up from the boss chair, her pretty face flushed, her eyes widened with complex and shy expression, looking at Arthur with hot eyes, a little irritated. Jiao scolded: "You, how do you write this kind of novel?!"

　　 "Is there a problem? Aren't you fascinated by it?" Arthur looked at the embarrassed Emilia with burning eyes, and raised his eyebrows jokingly.

"Really, it's really TAI!" Emilia blushed and scolded in a flustered manner, but she seemed to think of something, her eyes glared at Arthur in horror, and she stepped back, "You, you won't be. ..."

　　 Arthur rolled his eyes, and said grumpily, "What are you thinking about! It's just a fanatic. You know, this novel I wrote is now very popular on the Internet in the United States."

　　 "..." Emilia looked at Arthur in disbelief, not believing what he said.

　　 And Arthur didn't mean to explain. At this time, he definitely wanted to incarnate as a small blacksmith and strike while the iron was hot, so he reached out and took the panicked and embarrassed Emilia into his arms and bowed his head to Wen.

　　 It didn't take long for Arthur to hug Emilia a princess. Amidst her anger, he smiled triumphantly and walked out of the study, striding towards the bedroom on the third floor. However, the voice of dialogue from the corridor can still be heard vaguely.

　　 "Didn't you say you're going to ride a horse in the afternoon..."

　　 "Hehe, plans are not as fast as changes. Besides, I won’t delay riding in the afternoon at all. From today, please call me the king of horses..."