I am a nobleman in England

"... Take a good rest, I'll go first, and I'll wait for you to treat me to a big meal."

The private doctor helped Aimo check the sprain on his ankle. After ruled out the possibility of fracture, he prescribed a little anti-inflammatory drug and made a doctor's order to avoid weight-bearing and walking. After the hot compress promoted blood circulation and relieved the swelling and pain, the doctor left.

And Aymo also called to tell her parents that her mother was coming, and Arthur also knew that it was time for him to leave.

"Haha, no problem." Aymo smiled softly while looking at Arthur who stood up and was about to leave.

"As a friend, if there is anything I can help, you can call me anytime."

"Thank you, Arthur."

"Haha, you are welcome, you sit down and I will leave by myself, don't worry, I will help you close the door." Arthur stretched out his hand and motioned to Aymo who wanted to get up, smiled and waved, and stopped staying. Quickly leave.

"Crack—"

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Aymo looked down at the coffee stains on his clothes, exhaled for a long breath, reached out his hand to touch the night skirt that had been lumped together and the T-back that basically couldn't cover anything, cheeks Slightly hot.Soon, he snorted, smiled and shook his head, a pair of beautiful eyes sparkled brightly.

"boss--"

"Let's go to Chinatown first."

Arthur, who walked out of the apartment building, nodded to the bodyguard Bell who was approaching, got into the Rolls-Royce car and said to the driver.

"Boss, is that lady okay?" Bell sitting in the co-pilot still asked with concern.

"It's not a big problem, I just sprained my ankle, but I need to rest for a while." Arthur leaned comfortably on the seat and turned to look at the neon streets of London outside the car window. The blurry image reminded him of Aimo Alamudine again, his eyes flickered and he smiled.

The exquisite face, especially the big long t that countless women dream of, and the exotic temperament of Liba nen mixed blood, are really pleasing to the eye.

I have to say that Aymo really resembles the character setting of the heroine in Marie Su's novels, with a superb appearance, fashionable dress, a devilish figure, and a domineering mind.These are all in her bag, and her performance in any one is remarkable, a proper goddess.

It is normal for such a beautiful and talented woman to make herself fall in love with her.

what?age?

Don't be kidding, you should know that amorous feelings are only a kind of wine fragrance that can be emitted after many years of practice.It takes time to imitate and learn. Although flowers are easy to wither, only fruits can be tasted slowly.When describing a female xing as "very tasteful", please believe that she is a Ms. Cheng Shu.

Rich in heart, winning temperament, very enduring to read.Flowers are used to see, and become the beauty of shu women. They are used to read.The person who can't see her beauty is shallow, and the person who reads her charm is happy, and this feeling is lasting.

Practice from the inside to the outside will make a woman exude an indescribable charm, without pretentiousness, without packaging, permeating the original flavor, and forming a kind of aura, a charming aura.

"Boss, Chinatown is here."

The words of the bodyguard Bell interrupted Arthur's imagination, and said after a soft hmm, "Find a place to park the car. We will eat Chinese food here tonight."

"Good boss."

London Chinatown, also known as Celestial City or London Chinatown, is located in the Soho area in the centre of London, where the land is so rich.However, due to language, culture, food and history, it has become a cultural island of DU in British society.

Chinatown is small, consisting of one main street and several horizontal streets, not far from Buckingham Palace and the Prime Minister's Office at No. 10 Downing Street.There are standard Chinese-style archways and Han-style Tang-style commercial pavilions.An archway stands on each side of the 800-meter-long main street with the words "Guotai Min'an" and "London Huafu".

The restaurants, shopping malls, and pharmacies on both sides of the street have prominent Chinese characters.Although it is not big, it is very delicate, like a dish of simple materials, the taste is all in that main street and several criss-crossing side streets.

Arthur walked in the brightly lit Chinatown under the protective circle specially formed by the three of Bell. The familiar smells and sounds made him feel quite inwardly, and there was a feeling that he looked back again, and it was a thing of nothing.

Seeing a well-known and very familiar pharmacy, Arthur stopped, looked at the sign of Tongrentang, walked in, Bell followed closely, and the remaining two bodyguards were waiting outside the store door, seemingly leisurely.

The decoration style of the store is consistent with that of the Tianchao store. The traditional and elegant decoration and wooden carved window lattice create a dignified and generous Chinese charm.Opposite the store door are rows of small drawers filled with different Chinese herbal medicines, just like a traditional Chinese medicine store in the Tian Dynasty.

"Excuse me, is there any safflower oil for bruises here?" As soon as he entered the door, Arthur asked the clerk in Mandarin with an accent that was specially disguised.

"Welcome, yes, please wait a moment, I'll get it for you right away..." The clerk was really surprised that Arthur, such a young foreigner, was able to speak the Chinese language to such an extent. It feels novel. It's just that someone of Arthur's age can speak Mandarin and know that safflower oil treats bruises, but it's really rare.

"This is the safflower oil you want..." The clerk enthusiastically explained the instructions to Arthur in English. It seems that for Arthur, an English guy who can speak Chinese dialect, the other party has a very good impression.

"Thank you, how much is it?" Arthur asked directly with a smile, and then took out the money to pay the bill, at the clerk's "You go slowly, welcome again.".."Enthusiastically sent off and left.

Seeing the safflower oil in his hand, Arthur couldn't help but smiled. He came to Chinatown this time mainly to buy it for Aimo. He believed that the magical oriental medicine would leave a very deep impression on her.

Of course, more importantly, he can apply safflower oil to her by himself and put wan on her...Keke, massage the ankle.

"We have hot pot tonight, can you have spicy food?"

Walking to the door of "Little Tail Sheep", the most famous hot pot restaurant in Chinatown, and smelling the familiar smell of KOU water, Arthur asked the three people around him.

The Bell three looked at each other, and then shook their heads, while Arthur shook his head and laughed, "Then you don't have any food to taste the most enjoyable delicacy. Let's go, you can't eat spicy food, you can only order a Mandarin duck pot."

With that, regardless of the helpless expressions of the three Bells, they stepped into the hot pot restaurant, and under the warm reception of the waiter, they found a table and sat down. Arthur listened to the waiter’s English introduction and couldn’t help but chuckle and speak in heavenly dialect. : "Give me a mandarin duck pot, clear soup and medium spicy, beef, lamb first eight plates, vegetable platter, cabbage and cabbage heart, green onion and coriander platter, as well as frozen tofu, vermicelli, steamed belly..."

The waiter standing on the side was taken aback for a moment. Listening to Arthur’s proficient celestial dialect, he couldn’t help being full of astonishment. I thought the four foreigners came because of curiosity. I don't catch a cold very much, especially if I have never eaten it before, I dare not even try it.

"By the way, is there any leek sauce?"

Okay, even the leek sauce knows that this time not only the waiter standing by the side was astonished, but even the two Asian guests at the next table looked at Arthur with curiosity and astonishment.

"Yes...Yes, sir, you are not only good at speaking in heaven, but you are also an expert in hot pot." The young waiter smiled and gave Arthur a thumbs up.

"Haha, thank you, I just have a good master. My roommate in college comes from the hot pot city. Do you have Moutai here? Give me another bottle of Feitian." Arthur said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll arrange the food for you right away." The male waiter was completely served, knowing that Moutai is nothing but Feitian, which is extraordinary. This is a celestial master. Ah, I really don't know what kind of person this foreigner's roommate is, who can actually infect the foreigner to such an extent.

Arthur smiled and nodded at the kind smiles cast around him. He didn't care about the surprise of these people anymore. To be honest, he was stupid when he talked in a pharmacy before. , No matter how much it is, it is not a shameful thing to speak Chinese dialect.

Isn't it because you make so much money to live a free life that you can live as you want?