Sumr Sutton had just eaten a bit, which was equal to nothing.
At this mont, she was actually a little hungry.
Thinking it over, she suggested sothing that surprised Adrian Walyon, "Hotpot!"
Adrian was slightly taken aback, his lips twitched a couple of tis.
He was sowhat speechless towards Sumr Sutton. Since Sumr had eaten so little, he thought it was because the Walyon Family’s taste was too bland.
"Let’s go!" He went upstairs to find a warm coat and wrapped it around her, then took her hand, leading her out of the Walyon Family ho.
He took Sumr Sutton to a high-end hotpot restaurant where each table had a private room, and the presentation of each dish was comparable to a visual feast.
Sumr Sutton didn’t quite enjoy the taste of London food, and recently hadn’t eaten much for a long period.
After sitting down, Sumr was responsible for choosing, while Adrian placed the order; they ordered quite a few dishes.
Sumr Sutton picked a bunch of dishes that had to do with lemon.
She also mixed the sauce herself.
Adrian, being lazy, didn’t bother to make his own, and after the food was cooked, he joined her in using the sa sauce dish.
Dipping a bit of the sauce she mixed, he put the cooked dish into his mouth, and his brows furrowed repeatedly.
His expression seed a bit uncomfortable, but he said nothing.
After swallowing the food with difficulty, the previously lazy Adrian silently mixed a new sauce for himself.
"Darling, don’t you think the taste is a bit..." Turning his head slightly to look at Sumr Sutton beside him, Adrian spoke tactfully.
What he wanted to say was that it was so bad he felt like throwing up, as it was only vinegar taste one after another.
He didn’t say the latter part, but with the tacit understanding between himself and Sumr Sutton, he believed she definitely understood.
"Not at all!" Sumr casually lowered her face, continuing to eat her own food.
Adrian was montarily choked by her response, and had nothing more to say afterwards.
If she thought it wasn’t, then it wasn’t!
As long as she was happy!
Sumr Sutton had been abroad for a long period recently and hadn’t properly had a al.
She ate quite a lot at this hotpot al.
When they left, she almost had to lean against the wall to walk.
As they walked out of the hotpot restaurant, it started snowing again outside.
On a whim today, Sumr Sutton stood on the steps and spread her arms to Adrian, "Adrian, carry !"
When she looked at him, her eyes were shining with light, smiling cheerfully, making her extrely endearing.
Adrian pulled her into his arms, wrapping her in his coat, his fingers held her small chin, lowering his face for a deep kiss.
Then he turned his back to her, indicating, "Hop on!"
Sumr Sutton draped her arms over his shoulders, swiftly climbed up.
Adrian had driven out but didn’t take the car back when they returned.
From the hotpot restaurant back to the Walyon mansion, he carried her, walking slowly through the snow.
After ten o’clock in Northtown, the street they were on barely had any pedestrians left, only the streetlights were still warmly flowing, adding so warmth to the cold snowy night.
On Adrian’s back, Sumr Sutton was a bit restless, her arms spread wide, legs gently swinging, she was humming a song.
She sang an English song, "When U Love ."
Anyone who heard Sumr Sutton’s English would know.
If she sang well, it would be fine, but she was completely tone-deaf, couldn’t reach high notes, and couldn’t manage low notes, only able to scream from start to finish.
Once failing to hit the high note, she rubbed her throat and tried again.
Still couldn’t hit it, so she continued.
Thus, Adrian’s ears were continuously filled with her screeching high notes...
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