C151 Chapter 151
"What do you want to eat?" Hank took Sara's hand, and the night wind blew up his windbreaker. "You didn't eat much just now."
After being blown by the cold wind, Sara's sense of alcohol disappeared completely. He lowered his head and thought for a while, "Little hot pot."
Hank took her to eat a little hot pot.
Sara didn't eat spicy food, but he liked beef oil hot pot very much