The gentle sea breeze came to his face, and Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but think of Yan Lang, he was mature and rational, Lin Xiaoxiao had always known it. But she never knew that because others just said a disrespectful word, Yan Lang would be so bloody to "avenge" her, after knowing that he was not injured, Lin Xiaoxiao recalled the scene at that time, and only felt that Yan Lang was handsome, and the touched love made the love in her heart more and more irrepressible.

It is said that if you want to understand a person, you will travel with him, in the same unfamiliar place, it is easier for a person to show his true side, but the most real Yan Lang is so flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous.

The sea is so vast, and Lin Xiaoxiao's heart full of love is becoming more and more open: "Yan Lang, I love you." She said with a smile, but then she was dissatisfied with such a whisper, so she stood up, clasped her hands to her lips, and shouted loudly: "Yan Lang, I love you, I love you!" With all his might, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that he had thrown away some psychological baggage.

She just loves this man, why don't she dare to let the world know?

Love, more and more love, this burst of feelings makes her feel stronger and happier. Lin Xiaoxiao stood on the balcony, but she didn't know that in the room behind her, there was a man looking at her with affectionate eyes, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time......

The leisure time of afternoon tea is beautiful, Lin Xiaoxiao still remembers that when he turned around and saw Yan Lang looking at him affectionately after bathing, such a familiar feeling was brewing in his eyes, Lin Xiaoxiao had a feeling of being in touch with Yan Lang.

It's beautiful, and she will never forget it for the rest of her life......

The two were huddled on a recliner, Lin Xiaoxiao was half-lying in Yan Lang's arms, the two watched the sunset slowly fall to the horizon, and the feeling of quiet years made them cherish it very much. Lin Xiaoxiao raised his head, and Yan Lang looked at it at the same time as if he felt something. That tacit understanding made the two smile together, and Yan Lang kissed the corner of her lips and hugged her tighter.

There is no need to say anything, as long as we stay together so quietly, we are happy......

At dinner, old Martin personally knocked on their door, and I don't know how he spent this afternoon, Lin Xiaoxiao always felt that Old Martin's face seemed to be blue, and the shape looked like finger marks, which made Lin Xiaoxiao have some interesting associations, but no matter what Lin Xiaoxiao looked at him, Old Martin was very calm.

After Old Martin explained his intentions, Lin Xiaoxiao and the others went out together, looking at the confusion in the eyes of the woman next to him, Yan Lang said naturally: "Old Martin is notoriously afraid of his wife, so it's not strange to see any strange traces on his face and body, it seems that Mrs. Martin is in a good mood today, it's just fingerprints." ”

Yan Lang said this in English, Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Old Martin and suddenly staggered, obviously hearing Yan Lang's words, but he didn't refute it, thinking that he was right?

Lin Xiaoxiao originally thought that Old Martin was an old fox, but looking at his attitude towards his wife, Lin Xiaoxiao had another impression of this middle-aged man, and people who are loyal to love are always respected.

So at dinner, Lin Xiaoxiao's attitude towards Old Martin was very respectful, just like treating real elders, which made Old Martin a little flattered.

Because he and Yan Lang are equals.

Mrs. Martin is still very enthusiastic about Lin Xiaoxiao, this time she prepared an emerald brooch for Lin Xiaoxiao, which is a simple and elegant shape of a rose, which looks very historical.

"This is what my grandmother left behind, and I think only the cute Shinoxiao can deserve it." Mrs. Martin's Chinese is very good, with a kind of Wu Nong's soft accent on the southern side, especially when she looks at her with azure eyes, really no one can doubt her sincerity, but Lin Xiaoxiao has to refuse her kindness.

"Dear Madam, this gift is too precious for me to take away your beloved."

It was precisely because of Mrs. Martin's feelings for her grandmother that Lin Xiaoxiao felt that she could not accept this gift. But she also prepared a gift for Mrs. Martin.

Lin Xiaoxiao took out a packaged box from behind him and handed it to Mrs. Martin: "You said that you like a kind of transparent porridge that your grandmother brewed for you, this kind of thing is called 'lotus root powder' in China, I have prepared some for you, I hope you like it." ”

The main effect of lotus root powder is to nourish blood, especially for women, so Lin Xiaoxiao prepared a lot before leaving, so she asked her to eat it often.

These lotus root noodles are all handmade, and the quality is very guaranteed, which is very suitable for Mrs. Martin, who misses her grandmother.

Mrs. Martin didn't expect to receive such a heartfelt gift, so she got up and hugged Lin Xiaoxiao at that time: "My sweetheart, you are really my angel." ”

Although Lin Xiaoxiao has been living abroad since she was a child, she still doesn't quite adapt to the enthusiasm of Westerners, but seeing the distorted face of Mr. Martin on the side, Lin Xiaoxiao feels very coke.

After eating, out of politeness, Lin Xiaoxiao and the others came to Old Martin's room, which was also the most luxurious room, where the men were talking about things near the bar, while the ladies were sitting on the sofa, chatting watching the moonlight.

It was a good night for the two ladies, but when they were sent out, Lin Xiaoxiao noticed that Old Martin's expression was not so good.

Back in his suite, Lin Xiaoxiao sat on the bed and removed some exaggerated earrings, and asked curiously: "Old Mr. Martin's expression is a little strange, did you not negotiate?" ”

"No, quite the opposite." Yan Lang handed Lin Xiaoxiao a glass of warm milk, which made Lin Xiaoxiao a little helpless. Since she and Yan Lang "cohabited", as long as he was here, the milk has never been cut off, and she didn't pay attention to it before, but when she went to Africa...... Lin Xiaoxiao can't be calm. Even if you like to drink milk, you can't drink it every day, right? But looking at his insistence, Lin Xiaoxiao could only take the milk with a wry smile, and he didn't know where he got the warm milk in such a short time.

"What do you mean?"

"The business is done." Yan Lang stood behind Lin Xiaoxiao, put his hands on her shoulders, smiled quietly, and looked at her in the mirror. Yan Lang is not a man with a lot of expression, but his eyes can show his love undoubtedly, and Lin Xiaoxiao is a little shy.

"Is there something wrong in the middle? I don't think I'll be able to lose Mrs. Martin as a friend, right? ”

"Looks like you're a good fit." Yan Lang smiled, bent down and kissed the coquettish Lin Xiaoxiao on the cheek, "Old Martin gave 1.5 percent of the commission. (To be continued.) )