Look at her smiling face. Yan Lang discovered that she had been fooled by Lin Xiaoxiao.

"naughty"
He ordered a little bit of Lin Xiaoxiao’s nose and took off his coat to pack his luggage.
There is an hour difference between London and A city. They flew at eleven o’clock, but it was only after three o’clock in the afternoon that it was eleven or twelve hours, but it was only four hours after landing that Lin Xiaoxiao tried to help Yan Lang pack together, but she was rushed to rest by Yan Lang after drinking a glass of milk.
Yan Lang accompanied her. After she fell asleep, he put on his coat and went out. He also had to meet his partner and took a taxi upstairs. Yan Lang looked down for a while.
If it goes well, he will come back just in time to take her out for dinner after signing it.
It’s Yan Lang’s side. Today is not very smooth. When Lin Xiaoxiao woke up, it was six o’clock in the evening. She was awakened by hunger.
The plane meal is not delicious. Although Lin Xiaoxiao is not picky about food, she hasn’t eaten enough for such a long time. Her stomach has already been like this.
There is no one in the house. Lin Xiaoxiao hits the desk lamp. Although the room is beautifully decorated, there are many things but it is not crowded. However, the desk lamp is not very bright, but the light looks like a shadow. After watching it for a long time, I am really afraid that Lin Xiaoxiao will hit the bedroom and living room lights with a dozen mobile phone handsets.
Bright lights make Lin Xiaoxiao feel safe.
Lin Xiaoxiao poured herself a cup of hot water and sat on the sofa with her hands in her hands. Not long after sitting, she heard a knock at the door.
Is Yan Lang back?
Lin Xiaoxiao walked to the door only to find that there was no cat’s eye in the door. She couldn’t see who was outside. For cautious reasons, Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t go out.
Knocking on the door is still going on. "Are you there, madam? Mr. Yan asked me to deliver the food."
A woman’s voice sounded outside, "Did Yan Lang send you?"
"yes, madam"
I got a definite answer. Lin Xiaoxiao was assured that she was holding two big paper bags outside the door. I met Mrs. Leiden in the afternoon and saw Lin Xiaoxiao with a bright smile. "Good evening, Mrs."
"Good evening, Mrs. Leighton. Let me get it for you."
Lin Xiaoxiao helped Mrs. Leighton put the bag in the kitchen together. What did Mrs. Leighton put before leaving?
Maybe it’s because I met someone, Lin Xiaoxiao finally felt better. She was no longer afraid. She sorted everything in the kitchen and took out a hard bread cut and was about to spread jam. Lin Xiaoxiao heard the door sound. She ran out with a piece of bread and saw Yan Lang changing shoes.
Yan Lang waved to her when she saw Lin Xiaoxiao’s eyes fell on the bread in her hand.
"Hungry"
When she approached Yan Lang, she asked, and after getting a positive answer, Yan Lang pointed to the piece of bread in her hand. "Put this away, let’s go out for dinner tonight."
"Come to England and eat English food."
Lin Xiaoxiao suggested some expectations, but she soon found that Yan Lang’s expression became a bit strange.
"Are you sure?"
"Well" Lin Xiaoxiao hesitated but nodded.
His expression made Lin Xiaoxiao a little nervous, and this anxiety was soon realized.
Roast beef with York pudding, fish and chips, minced meat, potato pie, pudding, sausage, Lin Xiaoxiao’s point is said to be very British, but what the hell is bread baked in bread?
Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned when he saw the meal coming. It was really "chic" in shape.
Yan Lang also specially took Lin Xiaoxiao to a more advanced British restaurant to order these things at a high price. At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao still had some luck until she tasted a little of each:
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"Honey, are you sure that the British didn’t make the food taste like this on purpose? This is a big meal."
"I think so."
Yan Lang looked at her sympathetically and nodded, but he obviously knew what English food was like without eating a bite.
"Still curious? Would you like a fried chocolate? It’s famous."
"Forget it, forget it."
Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly motioning with his hand. Jing Xie is not sensitive to the name. It must be something darker than the table. She is not a lamb to be slaughtered.
Yan Lang leaned forward as if to whisper. "There is actually a famous dish."
"what"