Although Sweetheart is in a complicated mood, Chef wants her affirmation, so he stands in front of Sweetheart and refuses to leave, as if waiting for her appreciation.

The kind-hearted little sweetheart was also very cooperative with the British uncle, and immediately picked up the fork and knife, sharpened the knife and went to breakfast.

But in the end, it was a cunning little guy, she seriously cut the sausages, cut the bacon, and spread butter and jam on the bread, and after all the qiē was done, she first handed the homemade sandwich to Situ Qinglang, and said with a smile: "Eat!"

Situ Qinglang was speechless, daring to love her, she still wanted to let herself be the first person to eat crabs.

Seeing that the chef was puzzled, the sweetheart was very kind to explain: "He's my husband, it's great!

Situ Qinglang couldn't cry or laugh, who made the sweetheart's hat too big, he had to take it and eat it seriously, and commented seriously: "Although it looks ordinary, the taste is very authentic, the bacon and fried egg are very tender, and the sausage taste is also good." ”

Seeing that what he said was so delicious, Tian Shen naturally took the bait, and looked at Qinglang with an expectant face with his small mouth open, eager to get a piece of the pie from his mouth.

Situ Qinglang had no choice but to feed her a mouthful, and the sweetheart chewed twice, only to feel that the bad impression that Britain gave her was instantly subverted, even if it was simple food, it could be made so delicate and delicious!

"It's delicious!" she complimented, "thank you, the breakfast is very rich and delicious, I like it!

"Of course!" Chef Big Fat smiled slightly, "It's an honor to serve you a meal, in fact, this is the most traditional breakfast in the UK, I want to make a better one, I hope to leave a good impression on you when you first come to the UK!"

Seeing the chef leaving, Sweetheart couldn't help but whisper in Situ Qinglang's ear: "He's so good, he can say 'new arrival'!"

"Look at you again?" Situ Qinglang knocked on his head unceremoniously, "I am quite fluent in Chinese to communicate with others, so let's learn obediently in the future." ”

"I'm pretty good at English, but it's not good to compare with you!" Sweetheart argued.

A hearty English breakfast made both of them very satisfied, and the picky Sophie and the little appetite Wei Chirong drank some black tea with cake.

The little sweetheart, who has always eaten, slept and eaten, knows how to entertain herself, felt the plane leave China in such a wonderful alternation, slowly entered the British border, and after an 11-hour flight, they finally arrived at the London airport in the early morning.

Kent Manor is located in Birmingham, England, so they still need to take a car after getting off the plane, the sleepy sweetheart took Qinglang's hand and followed him in a daze, Wei Chirong took them to the front of the two extended Lincolns, and said to Qinglang and sweetheart: "Two, the journey has been hard, but this hard work will continue for a while, please sit in the comfortable car we prepared for the two, Kent Manor will arrive in about 2 hours, please rest easy, continue our journey." ”

Sweetheart sat on the legendary extended Lincoln for the first time, so he got into the car very curiously, and sat there picking and touching, but Situ Qinglang was suspicious, because he smelled a trace of something unusual-

If it was understandable that few people in the Kent family were willing to cross the ocean to meet the sweetheart in China before, but now in England, there are only two people in the Kent family's territory, and one of them is curious, and the other is also responsible for matchmaking.

He vaguely felt that this time Sweetheart's "recognition of ancestors and return to his ancestors" might not be so smooth, and he also realized that perhaps this branch of the Kent family of Sweetheart's mother had been weakened, which may be related to her marriage to a Hong Kong businessman.