For many visitors, Eighth Street is the first impression of Turin.

In this street that surrounds the entire city, there are countless mainland delicacies hidden in the middle.

While outsiders are still crowded with restaurants for food recommendations, locals have found the most authentic Turin cuisine in the streets.

From afar, Oreo asked about the pungent smell of the spices, and he opened the curtain for Angelyl as he spoke.

"This is it."

Angelyl nodded, and burrowed into the store, a hot breath coming over her face.

There aren't many people on the streets, but the shops are overcrowded.

This is a snack bar, and the most famous is the mutton soup, which has been stewed for a long time and rises and falls in the thick soup.

Oreo seemed to be familiar with the shop, and he spoke to the owner, who quickly set up a narrow table between the tables and chairs for two people to sit side by side.

Angelyl sat down close to Oreo, her attention was originally on the lamb soup, but as soon as the two sat down close to each other, her attention was not allowed to stop her.

"It's a little hot."

Oreo took off his top hat and fanned the wind, but he didn't mean to take off his coat.

Angelil was reserved for a short moment, then took off the trench coat outside, and then lifted the cuffs of her shirt.

"Put it here."

Oreo shifted his position to separate her clothes from the spot, and looked at Angelyl as he could.

I don't know if it's because the temperature in the store is too high, or because of a busy afternoon, part of her cotton shirt is soaked in sweat, and with her bulging figure, it's almost exciting.

However, Oreo was never intimidated by this, he just glanced at Angelyl and observed the people in the hall, which was a very interesting thing for him.

Realizing that Oreo didn't look at herself, Angelil pursed her lips, then arched herself and counted the wood grains on the table in a bored manner.

The lamb soup soon followed.

Angelyl held the bowl in both hands and sniffed the soup base up close, and the rich taste quickly brightened her mood.

"Turin, Turin, Heaven and Hell."

Oreo muttered as he poured a large mouthful of lamb soup into his belly.

Angelyl didn't move the spoon at the first time, she tilted her head and asked curiously.

"Mr. Oreo, do you like to drink thick soup?"

Oreo swallowed the lamb in his mouth, and his voice became sticky.

"Soup? Do you mean creamy mushroom soup? ”

Angelyl nodded quickly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Oreo put down his spoon and said through gritted teeth.

"If Mr. Cuarón could make any other soup, I'd love to try it."

"Poof."

Angelyl laughed out loud, and after laughing for a while, she felt a little presumptuous, so she asked in a low voice.

"Speaking of which... When will Mr. Cuarón come back? ”

"Didn't I tell you about it last time?"

Oreo said as he ate the mutton, "He'll come back when he's recovered, but it's possible he's dead." ”

“......”

Angelil was silent for a moment, "Is Mr. Caron really going to die?" ”

Oreo said firmly.

"No one is immortal."

"That ......"

Angelyl shrunk her neck, she remembered the scene in the desert, it was a chilling scene.

"Will the dragon die?"

"Uh..."

The question really stumped Oreo, he thought for a moment, and then said.

"From the known history of the continent of Ekassina, no one has witnessed their death with their own eyes...... After all, it was the most mysterious race on the entire continent. ”

Angelyl nodded incomprehensibly, taking a small bite of the mutton.

While talking, the guest next door to the two got up to leave, and the waiter quickly put away the empty bowl with his hands and feet, and cleared out the small table where one and four people were sitting.

Soon, a figure sat down on Oreo's side, and judging by the inadvertent scent, it was a woman.

Her curly brown hair was draped behind her, presumably stained with the lingering smell of spice.

Oreo finished the bowl of mutton early, and the soup was very fresh at first, but it gradually became numb later, and he had no intention of drinking the bowl of mutton soup.

Because it was the first time for Angelelle to come here, she had been munching on meat, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked extremely satisfied.

Seeing her expression, Oreo shook his head and said silently in his heart.

Angelil, there are still many beautiful scenery waiting for you to enjoy in this world, countless delicacies waiting for you to taste, countless pleasures waiting for you to experience, but why do you always think that you have seen through your destiny at a glance.

The most arrogant arrogance is ignorance, and it is true.

"But the good thing is that you're still young."

"Huh?"

Hearing Oreo's voice, Angelelle tilted her head in confusion and puffed out her cheeks.

Oreo knew that he was speechless, and he hurriedly said.

"I said you're still young...... You can eat it slowly. ”

"Oh."

Angelyl answered, but her movements were not as positive as before.

There was another sound of heavy footsteps, and Oreo was extremely sensitive to the sound, and he turned sideways to see several strong men walking into the store talking and laughing.

After walking around the store, seemingly unable to find a place, they finally stopped in the hallway to the left of Oreo, and were judging the woman who had come before.

"Yo ho, it's still bare-legged on such a cold day, isn't it cold?"

"It's not taking advantage of you to share a table."

As he spoke, a strong man was about to sit down, but the woman had no intention of getting out of the way.

Although he was not interested in watching the excitement, the woman would affect himself if she squeezed in again, so Oreo kept an eye on this scene.

Of course, it would have been nice if Angelyl had eaten it faster.

With the sound of heavy slapping on the table, a familiar voice rang out behind Oreo.

"I'll just say it once, get out."

Hearing this, Oreo turned and stared at the woman's back.

Although I didn't see her face, I knew who she was just by looking at the long legs under her desk, a Tamia I hadn't seen in more than a month.

Women naturally pay more attention to women, and Angelil has seen Tamya for a long time.

Seeing that there was a dispute over there, she hugged the bowl and turned cautiously.

You know, if this bowl of soup is spilled, it's terrible.

As if they had never seen a grumpy woman, the three men laughed uncontrollably, but when a rifle was pointed at the head of one of them, the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Hey, Tamia."

Oreo quickly stood up, knowing that Tamia was really good at killing people when she pulled out her gun!