It’s normal to have skills in Wangwang, right?

"You are really my good friend! You actually left a handsome guy like me there. Aren't you worried that I might be in danger?"

After all, Tristan was not very familiar with Liu Lingyin, so he could only ask his bad friend Allen for some criticism.

"Haha! Tristan, don't you know what you are capable of? You say this yourself, do you believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, then you can't be so disloyal as to leave me here again."

"Okay, okay, I'll try my best next time..." and he did as he was told.

Why do I feel like you are fooling me?

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle…

Liu Lingyin saw that the two of them were probably too busy to cook for a while, so she continued to select other seasonings by herself.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods on the shelves.

Liu Lingyin couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up in her heart.

I didn’t expect that there are such a wide range of seasonings in London supermarkets. It’s really dizzying.

While pushing the shopping cart, I picked out the seasonings I needed one by one and put them in the shopping cart.

Although Allen was arguing with Tristan, his eyes never left Liu Lingyin.

Seeing that Liu Lingyin had almost finished selecting the seasonings, she was pushing the shopping cart to the other end of the shelf.

This is London, full of tall and strong Europeans. Liu Lingyin's small figure is interspersed among them. Alan is worried that Liu Lingyin will be too far away from him.

I said to Tristan, "My sister is about to go far away, let's hurry up and catch up."

After saying that, he raised his foot and followed.

He took a few big strides and caught up with Liu Lingyin.

Tristan followed with his tennis bag on his back, nonchalantly.

Liu Lingyin wasn't actually very far away. She just happened to be at the end of the shelf, and saw the cooking wine on the bottom shelf.

After pushing the shopping cart aside, closer to the side so as not to block the way, he squatted down like an Asian squat where the cooking wine was placed.

Alan came to Liu Lingyin's side and helped look after the shopping cart, moving it appropriately when someone passed by.

And Tristan approached.

He kept his eyes on Liu Lingyin, or rather, on her posture.

In fact, it wasn't just him. The Europeans coming and going nearby would more or less keep their eyes on Liu Lingyin.

This is also the reason why Alan had to adjust the position of the shopping cart on the side.

After all, there were people here who came to see the novelty, and the road was a bit congested because of the crowds.

As the tall and strong Tristan approached, he blocked out all the lights like a wall, and formed a shadow above Liu Lingyin's head.

Liu Lingyin looked up in confusion, but Tristan was too tall and she couldn't see his face even after looking up so much that her neck was sore.

Liu Lingyin said helplessly: "Tristan, you are blocking the light."

"Sorry! I was just curious why you were squatting to choose the goods."

Liu Lingyin, who forgot that most Europeans don't know how to do the Asian squat, replied as if it was a matter of course:

"How can you choose the things at the bottom of the shelf if you don't squat down to pick them?"

Tristan half-knelt down, supporting his knee with one hand, and gestured to Liu Lingyin with the other hand, looking at a certain place.

Liu Lingyin looked in the direction of his finger.

I was stunned for a moment.

Liu Lingyin looked at a burly European man, wearing the supermarket's uniform, who was kneeling on the ground sorting the goods at the bottom.

At this moment, Liu Lingyin suddenly remembered that this was Europe, where she had never had the concept of squatting toilets since childhood!

A hint of curiosity flashed through Liu Lingyin's mind. She pointed at the supermarket employee who was kneeling on the ground tidying up the shelves and asked doubtfully:

"Tristan, you...can't squat down either? Um...you also...kneel?"

Tristan stood up, raised his hand to adjust his bangs, and said confidently: "How is that possible? I won't do such an indecent action."

Liu Lingyin: "Oh~ Then you can squat down!"

Tristan responded very naturally: "That's..." What's so difficult about squatting down?

"Then squat down and show me!"

Tristan: “Well…” Shit.

Liu Lingyin smiled and waved at him, "Come on~"

Tristan: “…”

This damn smile, why does it look so damn familiar?

Turning to look at Alan who was laughing at the joke...

Oh! The feeling of familiarity is here!

Allen fanned the flames and said, "Tristan, you can't do it!"

It’s really not a family, don’t enter the same door.

These two scheming siblings are not cute at all.

"Who said that? Just squat."

I've never done it before, but it's just squatting! How hard can it be?

And it turns out.

The Asian squat is worthy of its name.

Being named after a region must be special.

As Tristan slowly bent his legs, his upper body raised and his hips slowly approached his calves.

Tristan couldn't help but stand on tiptoe when he found that the further he went down, the more his body's center of gravity seemed to fall backwards.

Liu Lingyin reminded in real time: "Your heels should touch the ground~"

Tristan: “…”

Silently put your heels down.

As he let go, his whole body leaned backward uncontrollably.

"boom--"

Looking at the 1.9-meter-tall handsome guy, there was an expression of confusion and disbelief on his handsome face.

Liu Lingyin couldn't bear to look at it and turned her head to look away, afraid that she would accidentally laugh out loud. However, her shrugging shoulders proved how painful it was for her to hold back her laughter.

“Pfft~hahaha…”

Alan didn't give Tristan face like Liu Lingyin did, and just laughed.

With someone taking the lead, Liu Lingyin could no longer endure it, and endured it so hard that her stomach ached!

"Hahaha…"

A few passers-by nearby also saw it and couldn't help laughing.

Some even said: "Come on, handsome guy! Go home and practice more, maybe you can squat next time."

The fact that Tristan can "catwalk" while playing tennis proves that he is not a thin-skinned person, and can even be said to be thick-skinned.

Otherwise, how could I be friends with Alan?

Tristan simply lay down on the ground and made a handsome and charming pose.

"I think it's better for me to maintain the status quo in the future."

The female passers-by were immediately fascinated and nodded in agreement.

"That's right, that's right."

"Handsome guy, leave me your contact information!"

"When we leave the supermarket, I'll take you for a drink."

"..."

Waves of enthusiastic invitations came from all sides.

Seeing someone approaching enthusiastically and boldly, Alan pulled Tristan up, called Liu Lingyin, pushed the shopping cart and quickly left the scene.

As Tristan walked, he waved goodbye to the enthusiastic women in the crowd.

"Thank you all for the invitation, ladies. However, I have an appointment today. I'll see you next time if we're lucky enough."

The three of them wandered around in the supermarket and bought some ingredients along the way that Liu Lingyin wanted to make other delicacies.

Alan and Tristan looked at the bag of frozen chicken feet that Liu Lingyin put in the shopping cart, and their faces were instantly filled with horror.

Allen: "Ling...Lingyin, what are you buying chicken feet for?"

Liu Lingyin: "…That's chicken feet."

Tristan: "It's still a chicken's foot, so dirty!"

Liu Lingyin: "The thick skin on the chicken feet has been peeled off, so it's not dirty. Besides, it's not for you to eat, so what are you afraid of!"

Due to cultural and dietary differences, Europeans have no idea how terrifying the research on food is in China, a country of foodies.

What can’t be eaten, whether it’s flying in the sky, swimming in the water, or running on the ground?

There is nothing you can't eat, only what you don't want to eat.

What are chicken feet? Compared with a feast of insects, they are nothing!

Allen and Tristan looked at each other: "..."

It seems that what Lingyin said is right!

"You're really not making it for us to eat?"

Liu Lingyin nodded affirmatively and said, "Of course, I just want to make some for myself to eat tomorrow. I didn't buy too much. It's not enough for me to eat, so how can I share it with you?"

Although I said this, I snorted in my heart: Haha! I want to see if you can resist the temptation and not eat it.

The three of them went to the checkout counter together, placed the goods on the counter one by one, and asked the cashier to scan the codes one by one.

When it was time to pay, Tristan took out the cash he had prepared from his tennis bag and handed it to the cashier.

Liu Lingyin: "I have money with me."

Allen saw Tristan take out the bills from his tennis bag to pay, so he didn't say anything, and even explained to Liu Lingyin:

"Don't worry about that kid spending money. That money is the proceeds from our previous fight with someone, and I also have a share of it, don't worry!"

"That's right! You have to spend your unexpected fortune first, so that you can have better luck in the future."

Liu Lingyin: “Is that so?”

How come this statement sounds even more superstitious than her, who is half a charlatan?

"Yes, and you have to use them all up, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Liu Lingyin was skeptical about this statement.

But when the three of them were carrying shopping bags, of course Alan and Tristan were carrying them, and Liu Lingyin was empty-handed, they walked together on the road to the station.

It was already dusk and there were fewer pedestrians on the street. When they walked to the corner at the end of the street, they found that in addition to the homeless man, there were five or six tall and strong Europeans sitting or standing at the corner.

Alan and Tristan could tell at a glance that these people were the ones they had played street tennis with before.

Tristan sighed, "Oh! As expected, I should buy more things and use up all the money, otherwise I will be in trouble."

Liu Lingyin concluded: "A crow's mouth."

Tristan pretended not to hear what Liu Lingyin said and turned to ask Alan, "What should we do? Run or fight?"

Alan looked calmly at the few people who had discovered them and were slowly walking towards them with cruelty in their eyes.

There seemed to be the sound of footsteps behind my ears.

Alan turned around and saw four or five people behind him.

"We can't run away. We'll probably get beaten up."

"Hey! While they're still close, I'll scare them with the tennis ball. You take Suzune and run first! I'll stay for a while."

"That won't work. You still have to play in the game and can't get hurt. I'll stay here and you help run with Lingyin."

Tristan didn't respond, but silently put the shopping bag on the ground, took out a tennis racket with one hand and held it in his hand, and reached into his pocket with the other hand to take out a tennis ball.

The leader who came over looked at Tristan's actions and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he said with a joking smile, "I heard that if a formal tennis player gets violent, he will be disqualified!"

Tristan's body stiffened slightly when he heard this. The handsome young man's eyes dimmed, and he frowned slightly before relaxing his brows. He smiled elegantly and said:

"With my looks, I was almost kicked out for being too good-looking. If anything, it's just ahead of time."

The confidence in her appearance and the indifference to the other party's threats in her tone made the other party so angry that he almost fell backwards. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Ha! I don't care about anything else about you. You have to hand over the money you won from us today, compensate us properly, and let us vent our anger. Otherwise... with the looks of you and your companions... haha! You don't want to know the consequences either."

After his obscene and disgusting eyes swept over Tristan and Alan's faces and bodies, he let out an ambiguous smile.

The people behind him also echoed him with laughter and joking.

Tristan and Alan's faces turned dark in an instant, looking very ugly.

If it were just the two of them, they could still cooperate and rush out in one direction.

But, today there is also the little girl Liu Lingyin...

Just when the two of them were thinking about how to break out together and get out of trouble.

Liu Lingyin's face was filled with black lines.

She is an Asian girl with a petite figure. It's fine that she is not looked down upon by European men, but she was also ignored for her appearance. Is it because there are two handsome guys around her? Is it necessary to discourage her like this?

Liu Lingyin said that she was very unhappy, and this unhappiness... hehe!

When everyone ignored her, Liu Lingyin had already reached into her small backpack...