Ma'el hadn't had a chance to answer when she tilted her head, brushing her hair with her right hand, and said, "So what do you think of my appearance?"
"Very good." His heart suddenly felt a little stirred, and he turned to take a sip of soda.
"Haha..."
Isabella laughed happily. After waiting a while and seeing Ma'el not reacting, she stood up, picked up her bag, and walked merrily, "Ma'el, there's still a match the day after tomorrow, so I won't disturb you and let you sleep late.
"Staying alone in London is no fun, just call me anytime, and your sister will definitely keep you company."
...
On December 31st, the final battle of the half-season arrived, with Arsenal set to face Sheffield United away.
Sheffield City, in front of the hotel, countless Sheffield United fans were eagerly waiting for Arsenal's players to come out.
It wasn't long before Wenger and his group emerged, and Ma'el's figure quickly appeared before them.
