A barely perceptible hint of shyness flashed across Samantha's face.

Although she didn't care about it before, this kind of thing... in her opinion, it was a bit youthful and frivolous. Every time she thought about others buying her photos, the vanity, satisfaction, and feeling of fame made her so intoxicated at that time.

However, over the years, as she grew older, her personality was not as rebellious as when she was a teenager. Coupled with Alan in front of her, Samantha was more or less shy. This feeling of shame was indescribable. She thought Alan's smile was very gentle just now, but after Alan said this, when her eyes met Alan's again, she could see a hint of desire to explore in Alan's eyes. She was very familiar with this look!

…

"Haha...you two can chat slowly, whoever sits down first will take a seat!"

Count Robin felt that the two young men were attracted to each other, holding hands and looking into each other's eyes. He couldn't bear to watch it anymore. The dinner hadn't even started yet, and they were almost in a fight. How could this be possible?

However...when he saw Alan's satisfied expression, Earl Robin still raised his eyebrows proudly at his wife.

When aristocrats gather together, they have to separate men and women.

Generally speaking, when male nobles get together, they don't bring their wives with them. They basically bring their lovers.

As for female nobles, or daughters of noble families, they usually don't bring male companions to their gatherings. For those kind of gatherings where they can have fun, there are those handsome ducks with good figures who can take their place. Anyway, male and female nobles rarely get together at mixed gatherings unless they have a very good relationship.

…

For a family-oriented gathering like this, it is necessary to bring a hostess, but... in the past, when people were having fun, the relationships were chaotic anyway, so if you really meet a generous male host, it is not uncommon for him to invite his wife to entertain the guests. French aristocrats like this, and they are the most open in this regard.

And at today's dinner, Earl Robin is the host, and his wife... is already a hag in her fifties. He can't take Alan to the city to find those messy women, right?

That would make him look weak!

But Alan was not married and did not bring a female companion to the family dinner, so Earl Robin had to take the initiative to invite a female companion for him.

Now, this Samantha Gates fits the bill.

She is only a few years older than Allen. Both of them are young people. They used to be famous and were both in the film and television industry. Although she is not very famous, her lack of fame just proves that she is not too messy. She is not comparable to those women out there who do mess around.

This girl is beautiful, looks like an angel, and has some fame. She is also a past star. Inviting her here is well within Earl Robin's ability.

Now... it seems that everything is just right. Alan is satisfied, the female guest is also satisfied, and Earl Robin also feels very honored. It is enough to entertain the distinguished guests well. After dinner, if Alan and the others want to do something else, it is up to them.

…

"Come, come! Welcome Earl Allen to visit our Boyle family's Kelburn Castle. On behalf of myself and all members of the Boyle family, I welcome Earl Allen. For the friendship between our Boyle family and the Hill family, let's have a toast. Come on!"

Earl Robin was in high spirits today. The small dining table did not affect his mood at all. The space was limited... The restaurant on this floor was not the main restaurant, but a small restaurant where their family usually had their meals. Although it was small, it was cozy.

Holding up the whiskey in his hand, Earl Robin first gave a toast, then he took a deep breath and drank half a glass of whiskey in one gulp.

Alan looked at the wine glass in his hand. The Countess had just introduced that this wine was the whiskey produced by their own distillery. The brand was a bit niche, but it was said to be the real old recipe, authentic Scottish Lowland peated whisky.

He sniffed the "wine aroma" in the glass, and the smell of 84 disinfectant mixed with water for washing stinky socks filled his nostrils. Alan wanted to retch. He hated whiskey the most. This wine was quite strong, but he felt it was extremely unpalatable. He was not used to this kind of stuff, but now that he was in Scotland, he had to drink it.

Suppressing his nausea, Alan took a big gulp.

"good!"

"Hahaha, Earl Allen is indeed generous! Come... I will personally serve the food to Earl Allen."

Earl Robin applauded as he watched Alan drink, then put down his glass, picked up his knife, and served Alan the food himself.

On the dining table was a huge plate the size of a child's bathtub, with a base of vegetable leaves and a football-sized piece of haggis on top. Around it were a circle of bread and mashed potatoes, like a peacock spreading its tail.

…

Seeing this dish, Alan swallowed again, not because he was greedy, but because he felt a little nauseous.

Whiskey is okay, it smells bad but tastes just so-so, but this haggis smells disgusting and tastes even more disgusting.

How famous this thing is in the outside world... Alan doesn't know, but it can be considered a dark dish in Britain anyway.

But... this thing is the signature dish of the Scottish State Banquet!

Whenever you go to a Scottish home and the host uses this to entertain guests, it is definitely the highest standard, not to mention the haggis that is the size of a rugby ball prepared by Earl Robin today. This thing is already of the same standard as that served at the Scottish state banquet!

The proper standard for entertaining distinguished guests is absolute sincerity.

but……

Alan would rather he be a little more perfunctory and not use this thing to entertain him.

…

This kind of Haggis looks very similar to the specialty food of some regions in China, which is belly-stuffed meat.

But their tripe rolls are filled with big chunks of mutton, vegetables and so on, and they taste pretty good.

But the Scottish haggis, apart from the fact that the dish is wrapped in sheep's stomach, the inside is filled with sheep's heart, liver, lungs, and stomach, all of which are chopped up and then added with oats, onions, sheep fat, fennel and other ingredients. Finally, the mixture is stuffed into the sheep's stomach, and some broth is added and simmered for two or three hours. It is not done until the thing is bloated and looks like a blown-up ball.

Some Scottish restaurants also have this thing, but they make it small, about the size of an ordinary bun. The largest it can be is just a little bigger than a palm. Now it is made into the size of a rugby ball, which requires more effort than a normal-sized haggis and looks more "formal".

…

"Okay! Thanks Robin."

Alan stood up, took the plate and thanked him.

"Haha... Alan, this must be eaten with mashed potatoes made from potatoes grown here, and paired with Lowland Scotch whisky to be authentic. You must try it carefully, it is very nutritious!"

Count Robin winked at Allen, then picked up the Countess's plate and served her food, while the Countess next to him served food to the guest Samantha.

…

Alan didn't know whether it could provide nutritional supplements or not, but looking at the large lump of dark red minced meat mixed with mashed potatoes on the plate, his cholesterol level would surely exceed the standard after eating this, right?

It is said that this dish was invented on the battlefield when Scotland was fighting against the invasion of England.

The meaning is that after the Scottish warriors won the battle and drove away the invading English and returned home, their wives made this haggis to welcome their victorious husbands.

Now... this table of people.

Earl Robin is a typical Scotsman, and his wife, the Countess, is Irish.

Samantha next to her is English, and Alan is now an Englishman living in Wales, so he can barely be considered half Welsh.

On the small dining table, all the races of Great Britain gathered together, eating famous dishes that had special significance hundreds of years ago. It can be said that this scene was quite magical.

And it was the Scots who hosted the English for dinner.

This is even more magical.

If you can't understand how magical this scene is, you can imagine that a Chinese person invites an islander to eat Jinling roast duck in the Chinese city of Jinling, with magical background music like "Today is a Good Day" playing. It is probably a scene even more magical than this.

…

What impressed Allen the most about Samantha was the photo album she took in collaboration with a photographer from an island country. There was a photo in the album in which Samantha was probably not very old at the time.

It's at that age when the tender lotus leaves are just beginning to show their tip.

She was topless at the time, wearing only a white veil, which was the kind of extremely transparent white veil. She was sitting sideways on a high chair, slightly turning her head to look at the camera. The white veil was draped over her body, revealing her long legs.

Anyway... the things I wanted to see were blocked by the folds of the white gauze, but some places were not blocked so completely, giving me a hazy feeling. Tsk... coupled with Samantha's age at that time, with a baby face... and blonde hair, like a fallen angel, the feeling was simply... full of lust, but looking at her pure face, the evil heart that just emerged made me feel a little guilty. That feeling... was tangled and exciting, very stimulating, and it tickled my heart!

…

"I brought this, do you want to play with it?"

After the dinner, Count Robin asked the servant to take Alan to the room arranged for him to stay overnight. The rest of the time... was left to the young man. He was an old man and could no longer play.

Alan naturally pulled Samantha back to the room. It was not that he was impatient, but after drinking so much Welsh wine and eating so much haggis, his temper was fully aroused. Now Alan was like a soldier who had just returned from the battlefield. He had a lot of energy but nowhere to vent it. He was anxious to go home to see his wife whom he had not seen for a long time!

Samantha took out a roll of pink tape from her suitcase and handed it to Alan, tempting him with a smile.

Looking at the roll of tape and feeling it, Alan found out it was actually static tape. His eyebrows raised. Earl Robin really had a family talent. When it came to taking care of Master Daying, he was impeccable!

Look at the female guest. She is so friendly and not shy. She doesn’t need to be urged to do anything after dinner. She even takes the initiative to bring some props!

This level of professionalism and thoughtfulness...really...

Alan sniffed, his anger growing. He weighed the tape in his hand and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so sentimental, Samantha..."

"I understand romance, and I also need you, Count, to understand romance. I wonder if you are satisfied with this. I also brought some clothes to change..."

"Oh? Hahaha... No, no, leave some freshness for me. This is enough."

Alan licked the corner of his mouth. He still had to stay here for a few days. Good things could not be played with all at once. He had to take it slowly. Today, he would use tape to do something different.

I turned my head and saw the bedside bench next to me. This small bench used for sitting and changing shoes is very suitable for fixing something on it, for example, lying down on it...

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At 9 o'clock the next morning, Alan got up very early, which was a rare occasion. After all, he was living in someone else's house and he felt embarrassed to sleep in.

Although I got up early, I felt well-restored and full of energy.

Samantha was wearing a blue dress, and her legs, without stockings, were rubbing against Alan's legs under the dining table.

"It seems that Alan had a good rest last night?"

Earl Robin couldn't see what was happening under the table, but he could tell something by observing the two people's expressions. Samantha's face was flushed and radiant. It was clear what was going on from this image. One or two irrigations could not achieve this effect.

And Alan was surprisingly also in high spirits. This was a resonance between the man and the woman.

"Hahaha... okay, okay. Where are we going today?"

When I think of the silky and sticky feeling last night, it's like when I was washing dishes, my hands were covered with detergent, and after washing the dishes, I washed my hands, rubbed my wrists, and washed my fingers thoroughly. The feeling of the foam that started to form was not dry but very smooth.

Alan put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, gently nudged Samantha with his right leg, and asked Count Robin about his schedule for the day with a smile.

"Come and see my deer farm? Do you also graze deer?"

"Okay, let's go to the deer farm!"

…

The five-day "inspection trip" to Scotland is over.

Alan felt like he was on a short vacation, feeling happy both physically and mentally, forgetting all his worries. He followed Earl Robin for a few days, visiting everywhere in their territory, inspecting during the day and studying the art of bondage at night. Although he was very tired both day and night, he was happy despite the "pain".

"Master, you're back? You've been having fun these past few days... ahem, how was your study tour?"

The first time Hut saw Alan, he clearly felt that Alan was in much better condition. The impetuous mood of the previous few days was gone, and instead he returned to his previous semi-lazy state at home.

Hut likes Alan like this. He doesn't have to worry about so many things and doesn't have to tinker with things. It would be even better if the young master could get married earlier and stay at home to add new family members to the Hill family. As a butler, this is his only wish.

"Haha, nothing happened at home these days, right?"

Alan asked casually, talking to Huth as he walked slowly.

"There's nothing going on at home, it's just outside..." Hut hesitated for a moment, then thought that even if he didn't say it, the young master would be able to see it in the newspaper, so he just told him first.

"What's going on outside?"

"There has been some discord in public opinion in recent days. There seem to be many comments that are unfavorable to the Queen."

Hutt, with a worried look on his face, used more euphemistic terms to talk about what was happening outside.

"Oh? I didn't really care. I get it."

Alan was about to raise the corner of his mouth, but he held it back. Has the public opinion that is unfavorable to the Queen already begun?

very good!

"Also... Master, the House of Lords office called and asked if you would go to attend the closing ceremony at the end of the year."

"I will go, of course. Have they counted the number of participants this year?"

"Yes, I guess something is going to happen again."