At this time, Dongzhu took Ye Fengyun's hand and wormed her way into the night market crowd like a little swallow. She kept shouting: "Wow! It's so lively here! This is the atmosphere of the human world! I like it.

This feeling!

...Ye, why are you unhappy? What are you looking at? Are you looking at other beauties? Am I not beautiful?"

Dongzhu complained a little when she saw Ye Fengyun looking around.

Ye Fengyun smiled bitterly and said: "No, I was just checking to see if there is any danger."

"It's so busy here, how can there be danger? You are so worried! Even if there is danger, with you, a master of Chinese martial arts, I don't have to be afraid!" Dongzhu said with a smile.

"..."

Ye Fengyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that you are relieved, you don't know how stressed I am!

"Ye, I want to eat that..."

Dongzhu pointed to the fried stinky tofu shop not far away.

Ye Fengyun's face darkened and he said: "That one smells very bad."

"I know, it smells bad and tastes delicious, I want to experience it." Dongzhu said with a smile.

"Ahem, okay."

"You invite me?"

"Yes...it's okay."

Dongzhu jumped up and walked to the fried stinky tofu stall and said to the boss: "Give me one!"

"Okay, girl, yo? They look like international friends!" the boss said with a smile.

"Well, I'm from Siam and I'm his girlfriend."

Dongzhu smiled and introduced herself hurriedly, not forgetting to remind the boss that she was Ye Fengyun's girlfriend, which made Ye Fengyun a little helpless.

"Young man, you are lucky..."

The boss looked at Ye Fengyun and smiled.

The boss made the stinky tofu and put it in a small box for Dongzhu to hold.

Dongzhu sniffed it, frowned and said, "It does smell bad, I wonder what it will be like to eat it."

Dongzhu opened her small mouth, took a bite of black stinky tofu, and started chewing it.

"Wow! So delicious!"

Dongzhu couldn't help shouting, "Ye, you should try it too."

With that said, Dongzhu fed Ye Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun had no choice but to take a bite.

Next, Dongzhu ate deliciously, but she didn't look like a princess at all.

"Husband, I want to eat that..."

Princess Dongzhu took a few bites of stinky tofu, threw it to Ye Fengyun, pointed to a small stall and shouted.

"?"

Ye Fengyun was startled and smiled bitterly: "Dongzhu, don't call me that..."

"What's wrong? You are my boyfriend, what are you afraid of if I call you husband? Don't all Chinese people call their men husband?"

"..."

Ye Fengyun was speechless and could only smile bitterly and took Dongzhu to eat the ice powder from that stall.

After buying a portion of ice powder, Dongzhu started to eat it deliciously again, saying it was delicious again and again.

"Huh? What is that? I want to play!"

Dongzhu suddenly saw a trap stall and asked Ye Fengyun with curiosity.

"That's called trapping, and it's a unique Chinese game." Ye Fengyun said.

"Ringing, it feels very interesting! I want to play!"

Dongzhu pulled Ye Fengyun and walked towards the ring stall.

At this time, there were many people standing next to the stall, and some drinks, cigarettes, toys, etc. were placed on the ground...

The game of trapping is easy to say, but the main test is accuracy.

In addition, the ring is made of rubber and is very elastic. Sometimes, if you aim at something and hit it, it will easily bounce up and you will miss it.

At this time, there was a girl who was setting a trap and had already set it more than ten times without hitting a single hit, which made the onlookers sigh.

The boss with the long face also had joy shining in his eyes.

"Husband, go and get some for me, and I'll trap you! I want that Bingdundun!" Dongzhu said to Ye Fengyun standing aside.

Ye Fengyun's scalp went numb when Dong Zhu called her husband, so he could only say to the boss: "Twenty yuan."

"Okay!"

The boss handed twenty circles to Ye Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun handed it to Dongzhu and said, "Here."

"Okay! I must take down that big ice cube!"

With that said, Dongzhu started to trick her.

When everyone saw such an exotic little girl setting up a trap, they all came to pay attention——

"This little girl is full of South Asian style. She looks like a South Asian!"

"Yeah, she's very pretty! She's my type! It's just a pity that she has a boyfriend!"

"This girl is pretty, but she's not very accurate!"

No!

Dongzhu's level of hoop shooting was very poor. He threw five or six shots in a row, but none of them hit.
Chapter completed!