Looking at the new news constantly popping up on the screen, Lou tianqin wanted to peel off Jiang Xiaomi.

Jiang Xiaomi on the plane couldn't help shivering, gathered the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.

When she opened her eyes, it was already dusk, and the sweet voice of the stewardess came out of the loudspeaker to inform the passengers that they had arrived in London.

Jiang Xiaomi took his son's little hand and swaggered to the exit with the crowd.

Wang Hao took a special line, which was faster. When Jiang Xiaomi left the airport, he saw Wang Hao leaning against a black Rolls Royce smoking.

Lou Shicheng jumped over and said, "Uncle Wang Hao, why are you here?"

Wang Hao snuffed out the cigarette butts and took off his sunglasses. His eyes were full of doting on the children: "young master, let me pick you up."

Jiang Xiaomi shouted, "did you come here as a rocket?"

When she set out, Wang Hao should still be sleeping.

Wang Hao didn't hide: "don't mention it. In order to catch up with you, I deliberately opened a channel. Don't say anything. I'll take you to eat first. By the way, young grandma, I have to remind you of one thing."

Jiang Xiaomi just sat down. Hearing what he said, his heart couldn't help tightening a little: "remind me what?"

Wang Hao started the car: "the young master may be in a bad mood recently. Don't stimulate him when you see him later."

Jiang Xiaomi was full of doubts: "why is he in a bad mood? Who caused it?"

Wang Haoxin said, isn't this nonsense? Who else dares to make the ancestor angry except you.

The car slowly entered the main road, and Jiang Xiaomi's sight was immediately gripped by the surrounding buildings.

London is a modern city with a sense of ancient times. Its style is more luxurious than that of New York, and less romantic and emotional than that of Paris. It has Buckingham Palace, the "empire of the never setting sun", Westminster Abbey, the holy land for the coronation of successive kings, Big Ben on the Thames, the parliament building, the tower bridge of London and the tower of London, which treasures Royal treasures, With the financial resources of the heyday of the Empire, the British Museum, the art palace of the world civilization heritage

"How many days will it take us to finish all these scenic spots?"

Lou Shicheng took time to hold his arm, and the sunset outside the window fell on his little face: "Mommy, I have a bad feeling."

"What?" Jiang Xiaomi looked at him puzzled.

If it weren't for Jiang Xiaomi's sudden jump, Wang Hao couldn't help praising him: young master, your hunch is so accurate.

"I mean... Maybe I can't play any scenic spots."

Jiang Xiaomi was puzzled: "why?"

Lou Shicheng looked at her: "I guess daddy will tell you why."

At this time, Lou tianqin and Tang Wan are sitting by the Thames River eating pizza. A bright moon is reflected in the picture, swaying. The city shrouded in night is like a huge sketch.

Several years later, the owner of the pizza shop estimated that he had changed people. Tang Wan didn't move after eating a few mouthfuls. The pizza was cold and the taste was even worse.

Lou tianqin stared at the lake in a trance and occasionally raised his wrist to look at his watch. There were signs that he wanted to leave.

Tang Wan pursed her lips: "I heard Xiaomi is coming?"

The man who was still in a trance paused and glanced at her: "well, it's already here."

"Why don't we have dinner together in the evening."

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