Upon hearing Ye Linlang's words, Jiang Qiran smiled and suddenly changed the topic.
"Linlang, are you really preparing to make braised lion's head for dinner tonight instead of sweet and sour pork tenderloin?"
The sour smell was almost filling the sky. If it wasn't for the sweet and sour pork tenderloin, how could there be so much vinegar smell?
As he spoke, it was as if that pair of dark phoenix eyes could only see Ye Linlang.
Ye Linlang was stunned when she heard that and didn't take a detour for a moment.
"It's just lion's head. What do you mean? Don't try to change the topic! How are you going to explain the matter between you and that girl? Her name is Shen Xi'er, right? She even said that she's been your childhood friend and neighbor for more than ten years…"
The more Ye Linlang spoke, the more she felt her heart ache.
Anyone could tell that the girl just now really liked Jiang Qiran.
