Alan stood by the front door, tilted his head and looked at Monica, pretending to be indifferent, but still asked him if he was filming a documentary in Australia, which was a bit funny.

The first season of Wild Survivor was aired in the UK in January, so this girl must know about it. But she still asked this question now. Could it be that she is... jealous?

Monica seemed calm on the surface, but her right hand kept opening and clenching.

When Italians are nervous or excited, they have to use gestures when speaking. If they try to disguise themselves, the movements of their hands will reveal flaws. This is a kind of pretending to be calm, but not really calm.

With a laugh, without answering Monica's question, Alan opened the right passenger door and got in the car first.

…

“Boom!”

With a loud slam of a door, Monica glanced at Alan, who was sitting in the car with his seat belt fastened, then looked at the rearview mirror. The bodyguards who followed Alan had disappeared.

"What about your bodyguard? I can't accommodate him there."

"Drive, ignore them."

Alan curiously opened the storage box under the dashboard and found a lip balm and a pack of tissues, nothing else.

The Germans' little Beetle has okay space inside, but Alan doesn't like its appearance very much, while Italians like this kind of small car.

As the little Beetle slowly started, it drove east along the highway and then all the way southeast.

Monica does not live in Milan now. Regardless of whether the rent there is expensive or cheap, the main problem is that the transportation is not very convenient. She has to run around frequently for auditions. It is too troublesome to drive herself and taking the train is slow, unless she lives in the city of Milan, where there is a Linate Airport.

However, the current Malpensa Airport is not far from where she lives now, and the living environment is much more relaxed than in Milan.

…

Before coming to Milan, you must have been attracted by the fashion shows, churches, theaters and the like here, and your mind was full of fantasies about this place.

But only once.

High EQ: The streets are full of history, with history and humanity interweaving across time and space.

Low EQ: Why don't you repair this damn narrow road? What the hell is municipal planning?

…

There was basically no communication between the two of them along the way, and Alan could hardly understand the road signs. He knew almost all the letters, but he just couldn't understand them.

"This is Bustogarover. It's quieter here."

Perhaps seeing Alan's confusion, Monica looked straight ahead and explained softly.

Alan looked at this small town, or let's call it a small town. There were many pizza shops and clinics. He had seen many of these buildings along the way. The big doorfronts were very eye-catching.

The Beetle finally stopped in front of a not-too-big small supermarket. Monica turned on the turn signal and slowly turned the car into the alley next to the supermarket and parked it.

…

As soon as he got off the car, Alan's mouth twitched and he sniffed, looking at the corner of the alley, which was filled with the smell of urine.

This living environment...is this it?

Monica, who had just pulled out the suitcase, turned her head to look in the direction Alan was looking. The urine stains on the ground were clearly visible, and she couldn't help blushing slightly.

"Let's go, let's go up, these alley entrances and deep inside are all like this, you..."

Monica wanted to say that it was normal for a noble like you to have never seen these things, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't want to say it anymore.

…

There is a small door at the back of the supermarket. Through the narrow corridor, there is a very, very old-fashioned gate elevator.

Monica went through the gate and the elevator swayed up to the third floor. There were only two houses on the left and right, or you could call them apartments.

Alan, who had no intention of carrying his own luggage, stood at the door with his hands behind his back after Monica took out the key and opened the door. Instead, he leaned his head out to look at the apartment curiously.

When you open the door, you will see a large shoe cabinet that reaches the ceiling. There is a three-seater Bohemian-style fabric sofa in the living room. The small coffee table has been moved to the side, and something like a yoga mat is placed in front of the sofa, facing the TV.

…

"Lift your feet."

While admiring the layout of this small apartment, Monica's voice rang out. Alan raised his foot, and Monica, who was squatting beside Alan's legs, took the shoes on Alan's feet and slowly took them off, then replaced them with a pair of men's slippers that looked like they were newly bought.

Alan laughed and then walked into the room. In addition to the living room outside, there was a small toilet with a bathroom on the right side of the door, an open kitchen on the left, and the bedroom inside.

The bedroom is not big, but it has a huge balcony with a row of small green plants on the balcony fence. Since there is a supermarket and a road downstairs, the environment here is relatively quiet and the light is quite good. Although the floor is not high, the view in the distance is quite good. There is also a single sofa on the balcony.

There was an open book on the coffee table next to it.

A breath of artistic young woman.

…

After a brief tour, he found that the entire interior was very warm and there was a faint floral scent in the room. Alan couldn't quite tell what the scent was.

Sitting on the single sofa on the balcony, Alan crossed his legs, picked up the book next to him and wanted to read it.

but……

It’s in Italian again, I can’t understand it!

…

"Here's coffee."

Monica changed into home clothes, brought Alan a cup of cappuccino and placed it on the coffee table next to the sofa.

Without waiting for Alan to reply, he put down his coffee, picked up Alan's suitcase, and helped him pack his things.

The World Cup doesn't start until June, which is more than half a month away. Plus, the World Cup will last for a month, which means that Alan will have to stay here for at least a month. If it's longer...

That depends on how many teams England can finally qualify for. If they can't even qualify from the group stage, they can still leave early.

…

Alan felt very amazed when he saw Monica squatting on the ground in thin pajamas and a hairband, taking out clothes from her suitcase one by one and hanging them on hangers in the closet.

It feels like he has just returned from a long journey and his young wife is packing his luggage for him.

"Monica!"

"Um?"

Hearing Alan calling her, Monica instinctively shuddered again, and nervously raised her hand to push the hair behind her ear.

"Come."

Alan took a sip of coffee and pinkied at Monica.

Then……

Monica lowered her head and walked slowly to Alan's side, one step at a time and two steps at a time.

He pulled Monica over and let her sit on his lap.

…

Alan sniffed Monica's hair, which still had a fragrance. He watched her blinking nervously, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and found it very interesting.

This girl always looked like she was afraid of him, but at Christmas she carefully sent him a hand-knitted scarf. Alan didn't have time to pay attention to her at the time, so this meeting was quite interesting.

She acted very resistant, but when Alan called her, she didn't seem to resist too much, just like now, even if he hugged her, she didn't resist. It was just her heartbeat speed that betrayed her a little.

…

"Are you afraid of me?"

Alan held Monica's face and pushed her bangs aside, then looked into her eyes and asked.

“…”

Their eyes met, and Monica turned her head away without saying anything.

…

After not seeing her for a while, Monica has become more sexier. When this girl was young, I don’t know if it was because she hadn’t grown up yet or if it was because of her makeup, but she seemed to be the type who becomes more beautiful as she matures.

It has been a long time since they last separated. As Alan's hands moved, Monica's body trembled even more violently. She gritted her teeth slightly, but still didn't speak.

See she's not talking.

Alan went even further, transformed himself into an inspector of the Ministry of Revenue, and began his investigation work.

This time...

Monica finally spoke, groaned, glared at Alan, and then buried her head in Alan's shoulder.

Tsk…

Alan became more and more excited. He liked this tone, as if bullying a decent woman. He liked the way Monica dared to be angry but not to speak out.

…

Alan looked up at the scenery outside the balcony. There were no tall buildings on the opposite side, and there was a fence more than one meter high, so people outside could not see this side.

"Baby, we're right here..."

Alan lowered his head slightly and whispered while biting Monica's ear. Monica listened to Alan's request and shook her head vigorously in denial.

…

On the first day in Italy, Alan was very tired.

I don’t know what time it was the next day, but I was woken up by the sound of the TV.

When I opened my eyes, I was stunned at first. The surrounding environment seemed a little unfamiliar. It took me a long time to remember that this was Monica's home, not my own manor.

I was not wearing any clothes and wanted to drink some water, but when I looked at the bedside there was nothing there.

I stood up and walked out of the bedroom. In the small living room, Monica was wearing tight sportswear for bodybuilding. She was lying on a yoga mat and practicing aerobics following the movements of the host on TV.

This thing seems to be very popular now.

The purple large open-chested top is different from the yoga classes that Allen had seen in his previous life. This kind of fitness clothes is not so tight. It may be the material problem. It is more elastic. There is also a buckle on the foot. It is worn directly under the sole of the foot. It needs to be supported by the foot to make the figure look better and the curves more charming.

…

"What's wrong? Are you awake?"

Monica lifted her sweat-soaked bangs again and looked at Alan who was staring at her.

"I'm thirsty, give me some water."

From a top-down perspective, the field of vision is extremely broad and the white scenery is dazzling.

Alan took a deep breath, trying to calm down his anger so early in the morning.

Turning back to the bedroom, not long after he lay down, Monica handed Alan a small cup of espresso.

You want me to drink this so early in the morning?

Alan looked at the espresso, then at Monica, whose gym clothes were almost soaked.

After drinking espresso, it is best to do some supporting exercises to better exert the effects of espresso.

You asked for this!

…

Allen took the coffee and drank it in one gulp. His expression was distorted by the bitterness. He stood up suddenly from the bed, looked around, saw the long rope for tying the curtains, grabbed it, turned around, stared at Monica with red eyes and said, "Come here!"

"I don't."

Looking at Alan's appearance, especially his extremely aggressive eyes, to be honest, Monica panicked again.

But it didn't matter whether she was happy or not at this moment. Monica listened to Alan's voice, her body trembling with excitement, but her face still looked pitiful.

…

This time, the England team's resting place in Italy is in the province of Varese, not far from Allen's current base, only about ten minutes' drive away.

They are all located more than 20 kilometers away from the city center of Milan. No matter where you go to compete, the transportation is very convenient and they are close to the airport.

Allen did not attend the 1988 European Cup, and the England team shamefully failed to make the finals.

Didn't even get the final qualification.

Then... the England men's football team learned from its mistakes and underwent another major change. In this World Cup, they finally did not embarrass themselves again and made it to the finals.

The so-called final round is the so-called top 24.

Then the twenty-four teams were divided into six groups, with four teams in each group, and the top two teams in each group advanced.

In addition to the top two teams in each group, the top three teams in the four best groups can advance to form the top sixteen.

The next game is a knockout match to determine the winner, and the entire schedule is still very tight.

…

This time, the four handsome British guys, as expected, are two handsome guys from England and Scotland who are coming to participate in the World Cup.

As for Northern Ireland and Wales, they are too weak and are staying at home.

Alan had no interest in the upcoming group matches. Instead of watching the games, how could it be more fun to stay in Monica's small apartment and tease her?

He has been busy for several months and it is time for him to have a good rest. Every day he is like a boss, with Monica taking care of him, cooking and eating for him, so that he can experience the Italian folk customs.

This noble lord named Great Britain went deep into the Italian people and deeply felt the ordinary lives of the Italian people.

In order to promote cultural exchanges between the two countries, Allen was kind enough to teach Monica biology knowledge every day.

…

July 4, 1990.

Alpi Stadium, Turin, Italy.

In the VIP channel, Alan was wearing an England team jersey without a number on his upper body, denim shorts on his lower body, and a pair of red and white Forrest Gump shoes on his feet. He looked very low-key. Monica was wearing the same clothes as Alan and holding Alan's arm. The two looked like a young couple.

Various media outlets, which had received the news long ago, gathered around the VIP channel and took pictures of the two people.

Although the flash lights almost blinded him, Alan had the foresight to wear sunglasses and walked forward without looking away.

Monica held Alan's arm tightly with her nervous little hands until they reached the end of the corridor and got rid of the group of reporters.

For Monica, who considered herself somewhat of a minor celebrity, this was the first time she had seen the influence of a true aristocrat appearing in such a public setting.

No matter what the outside world says, aristocrats are aristocrats. They are so mysterious. In addition, Alan, a noble lord who appears on camera very frequently, is very famous. As soon as he appears, even if he has not even looked at the camera the whole time, the media will focus all their attention on him.

Monica looked at Alan curiously and asked, "Aren't you going to the locker room?"