On the second floor, the afternoon sun shines into the room.

The green potted plants on the desk reflect transparent light, and the paintings on the wall appear bright and clear.

Most of them are watercolor landscape paintings, and the lake surrounded by red maples is also in it.

As I thought when I came here, Huamaru Hanawa was still sleeping in at this time.

The white and tender feet stick out of the bed, exposed to the light column under the window.

She hugged the quilt tightly, her hair was a little messy, but her cute face was still a faint tender red.

Uesuma walked over and poked her face.

"Um--" The girl let out a little moan.

Poke again.

Hanamaru Hanawa turned his body on the bed, and his voice quietly whispered in a dream: "Yuki-chan... don't make a fuss, Hanawa has to... still sleep for a while..."

When Uesugi Dou saw her, he couldn't help but smile.

Although I couldn't let her go back, at least I could see her sleeping lazyly again so close.

Seeing Huamaru Hanawa's soft and glutinous lips, he couldn't help but lean over and tap it lightly.

The girl's breath is very close and very soothing. It has a sweet smell.

Her glutinous lips and the girlish fragrance that flows between her lips and teeth make people want to hug her and kiss her for a while.

The movement became more and more intimate, and the heart directly under the throat also accelerated and throbbed.

People are always greedy. When their lips touch the sleeping girl again, this love that extends deep into their hearts makes it difficult for him to give up and separate again.

Hanaman Hanabu in her sleep felt her lips feel stuffy, as if she was blocked, and frowned.

When she opened her eyes and found that a guy was secretly kissing him while she was sleeping, she panickedly pushed his chest with two small hands.

"Zhu, Zhaojun!!"

After Hanamaru Hanabu turned his head and pushed him away, after waiting for a while, he looked at him with his bright eyes.

"Do you know that love will disappear."

"Zhaojun..."

"Do you feel that we don't have the feeling of falling in love at the beginning?"

Hanamaru Hanawa sat on the bed, not understanding what he meant by saying this, thinking he was angry with himself.

"Sorry, it's Fireworks...has it become very annoying?"

Uesugi didn't say anything, just looked at her.

Hanamaru Hanabu was so nervous that he didn't dare to look at his eyes. He clenched the quilt covering his legs with his little hands, thinking that he was really angry with him.

"Yes...I'm sorry, Huahuo can't go back for the time being..."

“What’s the reason?”

"Because, because Hanawa promised the teacher... to participate in the competition."

"Don't you don't want to go back with me..."

“...No, no…”

"I like you."

Hanamaru Hanabu looked at him blankly, his cheeks flushed.

"Zhaojun... don't you hate fireworks?"

"The taste between love may be weak, but for us who have known each other for twelve years, isn't a peaceful life the most important thing?"

Uesugi Takes her little hand with a ring, stares into her colorful purple eyes, and whispers:

"Maybe Huahuo was already his wife many years ago."

Monday, September 22, the weather is sunny.

"Oat! A cup of ice latte!"

"Two cups of Blue Mountain coffee!"

"A cup of Ireland!"

Compared to the boss's wife's anxious voice, Uesugi Dou grinds up the coffee beans in a hurry.

It’s not that he is so powerful, but that everything is still steady as a novice.

Infused water, filtered, and steamed, he prepared a cup of Irish coffee with a somewhat awkward technique.

"It's very good. I can actually make Ireland in just two weeks." The barista holding the British short cat observed his technique.

"I also want to thank Mr. Bryce for the opportunity." Uesugi put the cup on the tray and asked the waiter to take it down.

Irish coffee is actually a cocktail, which uses Irish whiskey as the base and is prepared with sugar, cream and strong coffee.

The difficulty lies in using fire to roast a cup. Fire can help the sugar in the wine melt and help the alcohol evaporate and exude the aroma of wine.

Whether or not you have a mellow and refreshing aroma is an important criterion for judging a cup of Irish coffee to pass.

Uesugi Teru encapsulated the unused whiskey and put it back on the hanging cabinet behind.

The gentleman named Bryce wore a Western-style vest and a black bow tie tied to the neckline of the white shirt. He scratched the lazy head of the short blue cat in his arms and said:

"In my opinion, Zhao is a very talented person. Several regular customers have often indicated to you to brew."

Uesugi Sato said modestly, packing up the utensils that had just brewed the coffee.

Bryce asked curiously: "Zhao, how long are you going to work here?"

"I should go back soon."

It seemed to be regretting that he was about to leave soon, Bryce sighed and said:

"Oh, how about I ask the owner to give you £4,500 a month a month? You can stay here to work in the future."

4,500 pounds, which has exceeded 96% of the British's monthly income, which is about 40,000 yuan in RMB.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I came to London just to find her home."

Bryce nodded:

"That's a pity, I even believe you can quickly surpass my skills and go to WCSC (World Coffee Competition)."

Uesugi has been working in this soho coffee shop for two weeks, and most of the time Mr. Bryce, the chief barista, is leading him to study.

It is not difficult to make coffee, nor is it simple. All you need is a patience and a stable hand.

When I first arrived here, it was the temporary work introduced by Mrs. Margaret.

The soho coffee shop has a good location and a fresh environment. There are not many customers who come here to have a cup of coffee occasionally.

At least Uesugi has been here for a while and there is work to do.

When the last customer walked out of the door, Ms. Anna, the owner of the shop, held her hands in front of the bar and asked Uesugi:

"Zhao, how about letting your fiancée come to us for dessert?"

Anna Natalia Fischer is the owner of Soho Coffee Shop. He is 35 years old. His hobby is money and coffee and he likes to braid his hair.

Uesugi Dok knew what the boss lady was planning.

When Huahuo has no class, he will come here to help make desserts, and many old customers also like her desserts.

The boss’s wife simply wants to attract more customers so that she can make more money.

"She still has classes to take."

"That's a pity," said Anna's wife, "where did she go to school?"

"Royal Academy of Arts." said Uesugi.

The look of the boss Anna's eyes suddenly became strange when she looked at him.

Uesugi sees her expression:

"Is there any problem?"
Chapter completed!