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Chapter 1171
Elena and Normen sat in a position by the window, and the waiter brought two steaks up.
“Elena, what would you like to drink?” Gentleman Normen asked.
Elena thought for a while, “I want to drink some hot, milk tea.”
“Ok.”
The waiter retreated.
Elena picked up the knife and fork and was about to cut the steak. At this moment, a delicate voice rang in her ear, “Mr. Lu, let’s sit there.”
Elena raised her eyes and saw that Holden was here, and Silvia was beside him.
Holden put his hands in his trouser pockets, and he saw Elena at a glance.
The two looked at each other.
Soon, Holden pulled off his long legs and walked straight over, “King, Princess of Wonderland, let’s sit with you, how about?”
Elena, “…”
Can she refuse?
Normen curled his l!ps, “Of course.”
Holden sat with Normen, Elena sat with Silvia, and the four had a meal together.
Normen cut the foie gras into small pieces, and put them next to Elena, “Elena, this is for you.”
Elena just wanted to say “thank you” when a deep magnetic voice sounded first, “She doesn’t eat foie gras.”
Elena raised her head and looked at Holden who was talking.
Normen paused, and then smiled intentionally, “It seems that Mr. Lu and Elena are old acquaintances.”
Holden’s narrow eyes fell on Elena’s charming little face. He hadn’t spoken yet. This time Elena preemptively said, “I don’t know.”
She said she didn’t know him.
There were no emotional ups and downs on Holden’s big bright face, it was just what she said.
Elena put a small piece of foie gras in her mouth and chewed gracefully. At this moment, her toes under the table moved, and someone was making small movements.
Elena raised her eyes, Holden hadn’t eaten anything, looking at her with deep eyes.
Under the table, she was wearing a pair of crystal high-heeled shoes, and Holden’s shiny black leather shoes stuck to her and pressed her toes gently.
Elena shrank back subconsciously.
Holden’s legs were too long, so he stretched it out easily and wrapped her feet around with his.
There were other people here, and two uncomfortable flushes steamed on Elena’s delicate face, and she took a sip of hot milk tea.
Silvia had already clearly felt the subtle aura between Holden and Elena. She immediately cut a steak, handed it over, and lovingly fed Holden, “Mr. Lu, open your mouth, I’ll feed you.”
Holden glanced at the steak that Silvia had made, and didn’t move at all.
Elena was angry, but she had already…satisfied him in the dressing room just now, and now he was accompanied by a beautiful woman, but it was too much to pester her.
Elena put down the milk teacup, her little feet under the table turned head, and the crystal high heels stepped on Holden’s trouser legs little by little.
hiss.
Holden’s raised throat suddenly rolled, Holden’s wa!st straightened, and all the senses were concentrated on her little feet.
Her high heels stepped on his pants, like an ant crawling on his heart, numb.
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