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The restaurant of the castle is located in the brightest south, but the winter in England is always gloomy and gray. If it weren't for the brightly colored flower windows, those who live inside would definitely become more melancholy.

Ming Fengcao and Shaville went downstairs together, with a handsome man and beautiful woman with excellent temperament. Wen Jia'an and Qiao were very happy to see it. It has been a long time since such a vibrant color appeared in the castle.

Qiao quickly waved: "Baby Cao'er, little Shaville, come here for breakfast! What I prepared today is the most hearty traditional breakfast. Little Shaville is here in the UK for the first time, and I specially ordered the kitchen to prepare it."

Wen Jia'an put down the newspaper, pushed the glasses on his nose, pretending to be angry: "Cao'er, look, your grandmother is hurting your dearest grandfather's heart again. When she sees the young and handsome boy, she can't walk!"

Ming Fengcao smiled and sat down with Shaville to have dinner, and said with a smile: "Nothing is there, grandma just look at it. She must be you who she loves the most~ because Shaville is mine~" Ming Fengcao is big

Fangfang showed possessiveness in front of everyone, but only looked cute and cute. The servants standing next to them waiting to be summoned couldn't help but laugh.

Qiao Heng's husband glanced at him and said without any permission: "This old man has wrinkles on his face and a bad temper. What do you want to love? I've been annoyed after watching it for decades."

Wen Jia'an actually has a very good temper. Qiao's words did not make him angry. He was just a very gentlemanly spreading his hands on the street, pretending to show a bit sad: "Look, look, Cao'er, you see, it's said that men are prone to strangers, your grandmother

It’s just that I feel different from each other. It hurts my heart~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ming Fengcao and Qiao both laughed so hard. Wen Jiaan was so humorous and funny that he could make the family happy every time.

Ming Fengcao looked back and thought, his father Ming Fengjun actually had the same temper. His mother must have been influenced by his grandfather and found a man like his father? She looked at Shaville again and thought Shaville was different, but

No matter what, she thought Shaville was good.

Shaville didn't say much, and was eating intently. The British breakfast included roasted tomatoes, grilled toast, baked soybeans, grilled sausages, baked meat, and cereals, which were all very full, and Shaville was very rude

I stopped after eating the portions of four people.

Qiao was still beside him asking if he was enough. The physical fitness of the psychic is much better than that of ordinary people, and it is normal for him to eat a lot. However, the servants in the castle were a little surprised. The young man looked tall and thin.

After eating the food of four people, my stomach didn't look like I was holding it up at all. Did the food be digested as soon as I swallowed it?

At nine o'clock in the morning, the two of them rode tall horses in front and behind the castle out of the stables. There were dry and flat wasteland nearby, which was the best for horse racing.

"Luckily, the weather is good today, so we can only ride a horse. There are too many rains in the UK." After running happily with the reins, Ming Feng's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his cheeks were beautiful.

It was blushing, and Shaville wanted to go up and kiss her.
Chapter completed!