The memory of taste is very long-lasting. All kinds of delicious food are eaten to the end. If it is only food, it may be a little weak and the aftertaste is not enough. We must eat some human flavor and love.


    The taste of hot pot can only be understood after you try it. It''s spicy and delicious. Every kind of fresh food material becomes delicious and juicy. It''s hard for people to stop eating one mouthful, and it''s hard to stop even if it gets hot.


    With the cooking of butter hotpot for a long time, the flavor of hot pot is more and more fragrant, and the meat is more and more delicious. The familiar flavor that makes people forget to return is not only the taste of soul.


    Full of wine and food, a bottle of flying to the bottom, at this time Arthur is already drunk, perhaps familiar with the familiar atmosphere, familiar smell, familiar voice, let him very comfortable and comfortable, also let his drunk more and more rich.


    After returning to the villa, Arthur soon fell asleep under the influence of drunkenness. He had a long and long dream, and the pictures in the dream were all memories of his previous life.


    "Hoo --"


    in the morning, when Arthur opened his sleepy eyes and saw the bright sunshine shining through the curtain gap, he could not help but breathe out the turbid air full of wine. Looking at this ray of sunshine, he could not help but feel that the heaven cared for him. He felt that life was really incredible, and thought that there were many possibilities in life.


    "Well?"


    Arthur was stunned for a moment. Then he shook his dizzy head. He sat up, rubbed his cheek with his hand, lifted the quilt and went down to the ground. He reached for the bell service at the wound and walked into the bathroom.


    After taking a shower and washing, Arthur changed into a loose casual suit, walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs. The maid at the stairway was already smiling and waiting, and sent good morning greetings.


    The rich breakfast on the dining room table has been set. After ironing, the very flat newspaper has also been placed in a corner of the table. Of course, ironing newspapers is not to be forced by the aristocrats. It is to kill the bacteria on the newspapers and dry the ink in the paper to prevent them from dirtying their fingers after reading the newspaper.


    "Hula --"


    after Arthur sat down, he picked up the times and ran through the headlines of the main pages. When he saw in the financial section, because the market expected that the Federal Reserve would again emphasize that interest rates would remain extremely low for a longer period of time, Asian stock markets were all going up. After that, the Bank of England also announced this morning that it would keep the benchmark interest rate unchanged at 0.5%.


    He knew that he had talked with Smith JAMA before, and the content of the forecast has become a reality. The Bank of England''s interest rate resolution will not only set off a huge wave in the foreign exchange market, but also push up the price of gold.


    "Today is a wonderful day!"


    Make money again! Close the financial page, Arthur mouth up, happy to himself, put the newspaper aside, began to enjoy his breakfast.


    After breakfast, Arthur looked at the time and sat on the sofa in front of the French window, drinking black tea and reading the newspaper. He seemed to be waiting for something.


    Even if the British stock market rose at the beginning of the day and gold went up as expected, he did not rush to the investment company to see the lovely and beating figures and realize the joy of lying down to make money.


    It was not until 9 o''clock that Arthur picked up his mobile phone and called Aimo alamutin. After a greeting, Arthur told him that he would go to send her the magic medicine. Under Aimo''s powerless refusal and his insistence, Arthur got the good news that Aimo was alone at home, and hung up the phone to go to the beauty''s apartment without saying a word.


    "Ding Dong --"


    "coming


    Arthur, standing at the door, faintly heard the voice of Aimo and the sound of heavy objects hitting the floor, and frowned slightly.


    "Click -"


    when the door opened, Arthur saw that he was wearing a white T-shirt, a pair of black slacks, a pair of slippers and crutches, with light make-up on his face, and his black shawl and curly hair tied into a ponytail, revealing a sunny smile.


    "Here you are. I wish you a speedy recovery."


    Arthur held a bunch of pink awakening roses, pink Platycodon grandiflorum, and amorous grass in his hand to Aimo. The corners of his mouth rose. With a sweet smile, Aimo''s bright eyes looked at the flowers in front of him, flashed a touch of brilliance, and went to smell it. His eyes narrowed and said softly, "thank you, But


    Arthur saw emo gesturing the crutches under his arms and said, "I''m sorry."


    "Oh, come in." Amy smiles, makes way for her position and lets Arthur enter the door. In her beautiful eyes, she looks at Arthur with more colors. Pink rose and pink Platycodon are familiar with this saying: "you are the most brilliant light in my life.".


    Tut Tut, it seems that this little Nai dog really thinks about himself...


    "I''ll help you --"


    as soon as he enters the door, Arthur closes the door and quickly reaches for Aimo. It has to be said that the 1.73-meter-old amo looks tall and slender, like a bamboo pole, but the curve of her body is very graceful. It seems that she also attaches great importance to the shaping of her body, a rare good figure.No, thank you. I can do it myself. I can use that vase Aimo, leaning on crutches, walked cautiously into the living room and said with a smile.


    "All right, I''ll go get some water Arthur put down his bag first, then walked quickly over, picked up the flower bouquet and vase and walked into the kitchen. Emo looked at Arthur''s big back and couldn''t help smiling.


    "After a night''s rest, how do you feel today? Is it still painful?" Arthur came back with the bouquet and put it in the middle of the living room table. He was very concerned and reached for Aimo. When she sat down on the sofa, he put the crutches aside and sat beside him.


    "It''s OK not to move. It''s more swollen than yesterday, but the doctor said it''s a normal phenomenon, and it will be reduced in a few days." Armo looked at Arthur and said with a smile.


    "Let me see --"


    with that, Arthur left the sofa, squatted down, carefully picked up Aimo''s cold white and thin feet, looked at his swollen ankle, looked up at his red cheek, and said, "I''ve brought you the special medicine of the mysterious ancient oriental country, specially for this kind of sprain. Wait a moment..."


    Arthur reached for his briefcase, took out the safflower oil from it, sat down directly on the carpet, put Aimo''s feet on his Tui, opened the safflower oil, poured it on his hands, rubbed his hands, and began to carefully apply Mo massage on Aimo''s ankle.


    At the pungent smell, emo frowned slightly and felt it. Looking at Arthur''s concentration, her cheek suddenly felt a sharp rise in temperature.


    At this time, Arthur has already begun to imagine. From ancient times to the present, the in-depth and detailed description of women''s Jiao by many scholars Sao Ke has covered women''s Jiao with a veil of "literature and art".


    "Cough... Is that all right? "


    I don''t know how long, the living room has been diffused out of a breath of Aimei, Aimo coughed two times, trembling voice inquired.


    "Ah?"


    Arthur woke up with a start, looked up at the shy amo and said, "sorry, I''m a little distracted..."


    With that, Arthur carefully put on Aimo''s slippers, then stood up from the carpet and said with a smile, "I''ll wash my hands first."


    Looking at Arthur''s embarrassed back, he sniffed. Aimo covered red Chun and laughed. Well, this little Nai dog is really interesting.


    "How do you feel? Does it work? " Coming back, Arthur sat directly beside him, looking at him with burning eyes.


    "Well, it''s good, it''s very hot. I think it''s a therapeutic effect. Unexpectedly, it''s really amazing!" Aimo and Arthur look at each other and smile sweetly. However, for the burning eyes that seem to be real, amo still takes the opportunity to look away. To be honest, she is a little worried that the little Nai dog can''t control her emotions.


    "If it works well, apply Mo again in the evening. I think it will speed up the recovery. Cough... I''ll go first. There''s a meeting to be held. You can have a good rest. You don''t have to get up to see me off. I can go by myself


    "Thank you, Arthur. Thank you for everything." Aimo wanted to get up, but was stopped by Arthur''s hand on her shoulder. He raised his face and looked at Arthur with a very sincere expression.


    "Ha ha, we are friends. You''re welcome. I''ll come to see you again when I have time. You can call me if you have any problems. You can also call me when you are bored." Arthur grinned mischievously and squeezed Aimo''s eyes.


    "Ha ha, OK, you should pay attention to safety on the way, so I won''t get up to see you off." Said the soft voice with a smile like flowers.


    "Well, I''m going." Arthur smiles, picks up his briefcase, waves at Aimo, and leaves quickly. As soon as the door is closed, Arthur''s mouth chatters


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