Morris shrugged, “What, you still want to hide it from them.”


    “I think the unkind person is you.” Danny raised his foot and kicked Dixon in the ass, flirting.


    The brothers, who hadn’t seen each other for a long time, sat in the study and talked about what had happened these days.


    …


    Qinxin Residence.


    Margarita Jones sat bored on the sofa watching a bubble drama, surprisingly touched by the dogged pseudo-brother and sister love story, red-eyed.


    She sighed despondently, “So, leaving the Hidden n …” was saying, she suddenly nced at Angelo on the side, “Leaving home can be such an easy life.”


    In the Hidden n, she was busy with all kinds of training every day, helping her mother with government affairs, learning to be alone, learning to rule the country.


    And now when she came to L City, she enjoyed this easy andfortable life, although it wasfortable, but it made her somehow ufortable.


    “Miss Margarita used to be very busy at home?” Angelo asked tentatively, for some reason she was extraordinarily interested in Margarita Jones.


    Dingdong–


    At that moment, the doorbell rang.


    Margarita Jones nced at Angelo, who understood her meaning in a second and immediately got up and walked out, only to see a familiar person standing outside the vi’s main door.


    She walked to the door and smiled, “The boss sent you to apany Miss Margarita?”


    Ethan jawed slightly, “Hmm.”


    “I see this Miss Margarita is not a simple person, quite mysterious. Who is she?” Angelo inquired as he opened the door.


    Ethan walked in, nced at Angelo and reminded, “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, Angelo, you forgot the rules.”


    Angelo frustrated face, raised his hand and brushed his short hair, “Got it, Ethan brother.”


    People are curious, especially those with mysterious backgrounds. They can always arouse curiosity and make people cannot help exploring.


    Ethan walked into the living room, changed into a pair of slippers in the foyer, looked at Margarita Jones nestled on the sofa, and the two or three empty wine bottles on the table in front of her, and had a clear idea.


    “Homesick?”Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    He asked as he walked right up to her and sat down.


    Margarita Jones hugged the pillow, elbow propped up on the arm of the sofa, good-looking beautiful eyes nced at Ethan, “I told him to find a good-looking one, why did he call you over?”


    Ethan’s face instantly sank, his eyebrows slightly closed, “It’s okay to scold people, calling me ugly, isn’t that too much.”


    His tone was not angry, but rather with a hint of flirtation.


    Margarita Jones stared Ethan up and down, he was wearing a ck casual suit, although it is inch, but heavy in features, belong to the durable type, although not Morris kind of senior cold handsome, but a knitted brows and a smile but with a kind of healing warmth.


    There is a kind of ‘soldier brother’ valiant and hard, giving people a very sense of justice image.


    A soldier brother?


    Margarita Jones suddenly thought of something, suddenly sat up from the sofa, “I remember that you are very urate shooting, apany me to practice?”


    Watching TV is leisurely, but really boring.


    She suddenly got close, with beautiful eyes. Even if she was just close to Ethan, he had some uncontroble heart and missed a beat.


    He wrinkled his eyebrows and moved his head back a few centimeters, “Talk, just talk, why are you so close?”


    Margarita Jones wondered, “I’ve never seen you blush so much in the hidden … errrr, in my house.”


    Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Angelo on the side, and suddenly realized, “Oh~, I know. She’s your girlfriend, isn’t she?”


    She pointed to Angelo on the side, couldn’t help herself, and said to Angelo, “Don’t worry, your boyfriend is not ugly, but he can’t get into my … this girl’s eyes.”