Chapter 1165: Indirect Close Contact

“……”

Serena pulled this way, in order to wait for Serena to stop him, and there was no sign of moving forward.

Looking down at the one on his arm, the one with a beautiful manicure, the small skeleton looked like a girl's hand.

The root of Ma Feng's ears is irrepressibly slightly red.

This is the first time that a girl has taken his arm.

“……”

Ma Feng followed Serena's hand to look at her face, only to find that she lowered her head and played with her phone again.

She didn't seem to notice, or didn't think that her hand-holding behavior was a little intimate.

"What do you mean by crossing the street and not walking?"

A young man passing by Ma Feng muttered a word when he looked at Ma Feng.

He estimated that he was blocked by Ma Feng just now, and when he saw that Ma Feng had not left, he went around.

“……”

Ma Feng withdrew his gaze from Serena, and he also glanced at the other guy.

Then, without saying anything, he continued to cross the street with Serena, who was playing with her phone with her head down and not hearing anything outside the window.

After taking a seat at the hot pot restaurant.

"Have you ever eaten hot pot?"

Ma Feng asked Serena, who was sitting across from him.

"I've eaten it, and I ate it in the British Isles, and I guess it's not very authentic."

Although Serena can speak Huaxia, she can't understand Huaxia characters.

She flipped through the menu a few times and could only make out the greed.

The reason why it is not authentic is because this dazzling array of menus that makes people appetize is different from the menu when she ate hot pot before.

"Is it delicious?"

When I went to the British Isles two years ago, Ma Feng also went to eat hot pot with Yaquan.

The taste, it's really hard to say, it's not a grade anyway.

"Okay."

After a few glances, Serena closed the menu and let the horse wind order.

Forty minutes later.

"Wow! It's so delicious! ”

Serena was starry by the spicy eyes, and her little hands were snorting to fan her spicy mouth, but the chopsticks were still clamped vigorously.

"You eat slowly, and no one will rob you."

Ma Feng saw that Serena was spicy and hot, and his two eyes were still greedily staring at the boiling mandarin duck pot.

His face, which had not changed for 10,000 years, wrinkled.

The steaming beef slices that were just fished out, Serena didn't dare to blow them, so she sent them directly to her mouth, what should she do if they were burned.