Chapter 46 Role Playing

When Zeta-Jones appeared at the door of the room, even Milo, who was already familiar with her, couldn't help but be slightly moved.

She was wearing a beige lace Victorian lady's dress, with a wide pleated skirt that fell to the ground in a puffy manner.

The dress had exquisite and luxurious decorations and the chest was low, naturally creating a deep cleavage.

She was wearing a pair of pure white silk gloves and a wide-brimmed hat with a white feather on her head, just like a lady from a noble family who was about to attend a banquet at Buckingham Palace.

“Wow!”

Milo exclaimed, and then stopped talking. He didn't know what to say.

Because after he got into trouble, the four girls who were close to him were all under family scrutiny.

This is one of Kim Aris's jobs since he came here.

Examine the people around him to see if they have evil intentions or any connections with Blackburn's enemies.

Now that Zeta-Jones can appear here, it is obvious that she must have passed the review.

Zeta-Jones, who walked over at this time, looked noble and elegant.

The little chin is slightly raised with a bit of stubbornness, as if she is very unwilling to admit defeat, and the gray-green eyes are cunning and charming, which makes people unable to help but salivate.

"Good night, Mr. Blackburn, it's nice to see you in my rooms."

Zeta-Jones opened her arms, lifted her skirt and curtsied, looking generous and elegant, with a deliberate British accent, as if this was some lady's boudoir rather than a room in a mansion in Beverly Hills.

"Good night, Miss Jones. Is this your room? Ah, I'm sorry."

Although it is still unclear what exactly she wants to do or what tricks she wants to play.

But Milo, who had just finished a phone call with his uncle, stood up, straightened his clothes, leaned over and spoke, also using a British accent and quite gentlemanly.

As for role-playing, he would occasionally play it with them.

"It doesn't matter. I've been looking forward to your coming."

Zeta-Jones walked slowly to the long table and looked at him meaningfully. "I heard that you were frightened just now, right?"

"Yes, but it's in the past." Milo smiled and said, he got into the role very well, "I think compared with these, Miss Jones's beauty really scared me. Because I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman in the world."

"Your words are always so beautiful," Zeta-Jones said with a charming smile. "I also heard that you, Mr. Blackburn, used a big gun to repel your enemies. I heard that it was a very powerful big gun, and you always carry it with you. Is this true?"

She looked like such an elegant lady, yet she uttered such suggestive words.

Milo immediately took a deep breath, and even though he was a veteran in many battles, he couldn't help but feel a little dry in the mouth.

As expected of someone who has followed him for several months, Zeta-Jones knows his XP too well.

"I didn't expect you knew this. The gun is with me now, do you want to see it?" he said with a raised eyebrow.

"Thank you very much."

Zeta-Jones knocked on the table as he spoke, then elegantly pulled out a chair and sat down upright.

Milo then came over and sat down on the table in front of her.

Then Zeta-Jones unzipped his belt and fly with a reserved smile and reached in to pull it out.

Milo exhaled suddenly.

Although there were still white silk gloves between them.

The touch isn't as sharp as direct contact, but the stimulation is much stronger now than before.

Especially now he really wants to vent.

Zeta-Jones raised her head and looked at Milo with a proud and unyielding expression.

Who said that English roses have no acting skills?

Her expression at this time is exactly in line with the identity of her role in "Shakespeare in Love".

"What a great gun!"

She uttered an exclamation of admiration and then lowered her head.

Even so, she still maintained her demeanor.

It's as if you are attending a celebrity party, in the most noble and elegant way.

She is so dressed up and has such graceful manners, but she is doing such a thing.

And it always maintains a noble and elegant posture. This strong sense of contrast makes people's adrenaline surge.

Although there was no sound in the room, there was only slight panting and the sizzling sound of saliva.

But the charming atmosphere in the air is unprecedented.

After a long time, Milo finally groaned and his body trembled slightly.

Zeta-Jones raised her head slightly so that he could see her appearance better, and then she stopped moving.

Only after he breathed a sigh of relief did she sit up straight.

But even though she tried her best to swallow, a little bit still overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Zeta-Jones, still maintaining her pose, modestly wiped it off with her gloved fingers.

He brushed away the hair and sweat beads under the brim of his hat, then raised his red face to look at Milo.

"Mr. Blackburn, you are truly incomparable."

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Perhaps she hadn't swallowed it completely yet, her voice was a little unclear.

But the desire and expectation in those gray-green eyes have never diminished.

"You are also incomparable." Milo said in admiration, and meant it sincerely.

"Then continue." Zeta-Jones said and lowered his head again, and the second time officially began.

This was the happiest moment for Milo today.

He discovered that after this incident.

My anger, tension and forced calmness seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Looking down, Milo saw that Zeta-Jones was trying her best to maintain the noble, elegant and reserved demeanor of a British lady from beginning to end.

Even at the most intense moments, I would bite my lips and refuse to make any noise, as if all of this was engraved in my bones.

So she never took off this dress, because Milo thought she would feel very sexy wearing it.

Then again, Milo already recognized this outfit.

It is one of the most expensive props in Shakespeare in Love.

It truly reproduces the top evening gowns worn by noble ladies in the Victorian era.

It cost the crew more than 20,000 US dollars to make it.

When filming, it often takes Zeta-Jones about an hour to put it on.

But in the end, this gorgeous and expensive dress was still ravaged into a mess.

Just like Zeta-Jones, who was lying on the long table in a daze at the end, unable to even lift a finger.

But it also allowed Milo to release the last bit of stress and panic.

When he came out of the room, he was calm and composed.

"Jin, are the results for the other three out yet?"

At the door, two meters away.

The Blackburn family's butler, Kim Aris, stood quietly.

It's as if he's always been there.

"The results are all out. The German girl and the Australian girl are fine. The Italian girl's results just came out, and there's no problem either. She's being sent here."

"Okay." Milo nodded and said, "Is the chicken I want to use to scare the monkeys ready?"

"I'm ready."

"Then start killing chickens."

(End of this chapter)