When you enter a street, the first thing that catches your eye is the delicious street, where the mixed smell of barbecue rushes into the nose, making people have a great appetite, even if the smoke is wafting, they can't wait to take two sips.

"Xue Yao, do you like to eat barbecue? Why don't we find a restaurant to eat and then go shopping, it still takes a lot of physical strength to enjoy this area." Wen Zhixiang said.

"Thanks, I don't eat these street things. Wang Xueyao flatly refused.

Whether it is for appetite or body, Wang Xueyao will never eat these street foods, it is not unhygienic at all, but disgusting, when I think of the production process I saw by chance in my previous life, who eats it is amazing!

Although it is already another world, the background is almost the same, and it is completely the concept of a parallel world, so Wang Xueyao doesn't believe how clean the food on the street in this world is.

Wen Zhixiang's face was gloomy, thinking that Wang Xueyao's subconscious meaning was to only eat things from high-end places such as hotels, and let him eat high-end things.

I was about to grit my teeth and invite, but I heard Wang Xueyao say in surprise: "Huh, the noodle man ......"

Looking at the past again, Wang Xueyao had already walked quickly to a small stall.

Noodle people, whose scientific name is dough sculpture, are also called noodle pinching people, Wang Xueyao didn't expect that this world still existed, which immediately aroused her interest.

"Hey, master, how much does it cost?" asked Wang Xueyao.

"Little doll, my face is ornamental, using dye instead of food coloring, can't eat, how much is a specific matter, the fee ranges from twenty to one hundred. The old man with the goatee said as he subconsciously began to look at Wang Xueyao.

"Then give me a hundred, and be my way, but if you don't do it like me, you won't give money. Wang Xueyao said.

"You don't have to worry about this, decades of old craftsmanship, not to mention the same, the ninth floor is no problem; I have memorized your appearance, pay half of the deposit and take it after an hour, if you wait, you can do it, but it will take at least half an hour, it's boring, why don't you and your boyfriend go somewhere else to play first?" The old man looked at Wang Xueyao and said with a smile.

Wang Xueyao opened her mouth and was just about to speak, Wen Zhixiang handed over a hundred yuan and said, "Old man, make one for me too...... , I gave all the money!"

"Okay, let's go, my old man's memory hasn't declined yet, just take it in about two hours." The old man almost snatched the money and raised his hand.

Wang Xueyao frowned, turned around and left.

Wen Zhixiang's heart was hot, and he felt that the matter was halfway through.

He didn't know that Wang Xueyao had actually lowered his evaluation of him by more than half in his heart!

It's not terrible for a man to have a city, and it's not terrible to have ideas, but it's terrible to treat women as goods invisibly when chasing women.

Not to mention that Wang Xueyao can't have the slightest sexual interest in men at present, even if she is a pure girl, unless she is fascinated by Wen Zhixiang's face or becomes a nymphomaniac, it is the same.

If it's a pure girl, it's possible that she's been pursuing it for a while.

It's a pity that Wen Zhixiang is only in his twenties after all, he is still a young man, and he is immature when he has a city government, so he thinks Wang Xueyao has acquiesced.

After another boring walk, Wang Xueyao really wanted to ask Wang Zhixiang clearly: "Do you want to fall in love with ......me?"

Just thinking about the current gender, I can't say anything like this after all, maybe I can say it if I change to Yan Zifeng.

There were a bunch of people around in front of him, noisy and noisy, and he didn't know what he was doing, just when Wang Xueyao walked over in a daze, with an exclamation, the people close to Wang Xueyao's side scattered in a panic, and a glass beer bottle spun and smashed towards Wang Xueyao with the sound of whirring wind.

Wang Xueyao's pupils shrank, and at this moment, Wen Zhixiang blocked in front of Wang Xueyao for an instant, and a bear hug came towards her, blocking the path of the beer bottle with his back, and shouted in his mouth: "Be careful......"

Seeing that Wang Xueyao was about to be hugged by himself, although Wen Zhixiang had a premonition that he would be smashed, his heart was also happy.

It's just that suddenly he felt that there was a flower in front of him, Wang Xueyao was gone, and he stumbled under his feet, and Wen Zhixiang almost fell to the ground.

"Smack...... Whoa......"

After the sound of glass breaking, a boy with a child's voice screamed: "Don't run, Lao Tzu will stab you to death! Lao Tzu is a minor, and Lao Tzu is not guilty of stabbing you to death!"

Wen Zhixiang turned around a little confused, thinking that the beer bottle he had just smashed was crooked, but he saw Wang Xueyao standing with his back to him, still carrying a beer bottle in his hand.

In fact, in that short moment, Wang Xueyao used the basic movements of parkour to drill past Wen Zhixiang, and also caught the wine bottle that would hit Wen Zhixiang.

Wen Zhixiang opened his mouth and wanted to say that you are okay, but thinking of the embarrassing action he had just made, the words still didn't come out.

When he subconsciously looked at the screaming Tongyin, he saw a young man who killed Matt carrying a half-sharp beer bottle pointing at him and jumping to his feet and scolding, to be precise, scolding the figure that had just flashed past him.

"Look at it, look at you paralyzed! If you don't help Lao Tzu stop him, Lao Tzu will stab you to death!"

The boy who killed Matt seemed to go insane, shouting and rushing towards the nearest onlooker with a half-sharp beer bottle.

"Ah......h

"Murdered ......"

"Run......

The crowd screamed and dodged in all directions.

The boy who killed Matt seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol, and his feet were crooked several times, and he almost fell to the ground.

The people around him were so frightened that they retreated, both men and women had panicked and frightened looks on their faces, and the young man who killed Matt had already rushed towards Wang Xueyao crookedly.

Wen Zhixiang swallowed his saliva, looked at Wang Xueyao's back, and then looked at the young man who killed Matt like an angry lion, and involuntarily dodged to the side, expecting the young man to kill Matt and leave quickly.

The young man who killed Matt rushed crookedly past Wang Xueyao and almost hit Wang Xueyao.

Two or three steps later, he poured it back, spit a mouthful of wine on Wang Xueyao's face, blushed and smiled at Wang Xueyao who was expressionless (cute) and said, "Beauty, beauty, come and ......."

Wang Xueyao frowned slightly, took two steps back, and the young man who killed Matt who was pouting and put his face on his face staggered, almost falling down.

Everyone exclaimed, Wen Zhixiang was furious in his heart, his fists were clenched, but when he saw the broken beer bottle held by the young man, he felt a chill in his heart, and he still didn't have the courage to rush forward.

"Hiccup......

With a wine burp, the young man who killed Matt fixed his body, looked at Wang Xueyao with drunken eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "It's beautiful, it's good...... Cute, can you be my female ticket?"