Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

Why did you kick me?

Chen Feng looked completely innocent.

"Shut up!"

Hao Mei gritted her teeth and hissed in a low voice, then gave the waiter an elegant smile, "One Caesar salad, one French snail, two medium-rare filet mignons, and a bottle of 82 Lafite."

After the waiter left, Hao Mei glared at Chen Feng with exasperation:

"Are you here for Western food or just some skewers? Well-done? Why don't you ask him to make you a pot of beef soup?"

"How can you eat undercooked meat? It might have parasites!"

Chen Feng spoke with righteous indignation.

"Shut up and listen to me."

Chen Feng glanced at the pile of knives and forks on the table, large and small, about four or five in total, and was immediately dumbfounded.

"So many knives and forks, which one should I use?"

Use it from the outside in.

Hao Mei began her explanation, "The outermost people eat salad, then the appetizers, and the innermost people eat the main course. Hold the fork in your left hand and the knife in your right, with the blade facing inwards, and don't point it at anyone."

Chen Feng listened attentively, nodding vigorously.

"When cutting steak, cut only a small piece at a time, and eat it one piece at a time. Don't cut it into small pieces like you would when eating a large steak at home; that's very unrefined."

"You must keep your mouth closed while eating and not make any noise. No smacking your lips, no talking with food in your mouth, and no pointing at people with your knife and fork..."

Chen Feng was completely bewildered.

"Damn, so many rules for eating out? Are they trying to kill us?"

"You're not allowed to say 'fuck' in public."

Hao Mei glared at him. "This is basic etiquette."

"Then what should I say? 'I'll go'?"

"Not saying anything!"

Hao Mei took a deep breath. "Remember, speak less and smile more. It's better to be mute than to open your mouth unnecessarily."

"I understand, I understand..."

Soon after, the appetizers arrived.

Six French snails, lying on an elegant silver platter, drizzled with garlic butter sauce, look quite tempting.

Chen Feng picked up a fork to start eating, but found that the snail shell was too slippery and he couldn't grip it at all.

He poked at it for a long time, and a snail flew out with a "whoosh" and almost hit Hao Mei's face.

"Holy crap!"

Chen Feng was startled.

Hao Mei wiped the juice that had splattered on the back of her hand expressionlessly and took several deep breaths.

Use this.

She picked up a special snail clamp and demonstrated to him, "First, use the clamp to hold the shell in place, then use a small fork to pick out the meat."

Chen Feng followed the instructions and finally managed to eat one.

"Mmm! This stuff smells pretty good!"

His eyes lit up, "It's just too small, not enough!"

Hao Mei couldn't help but laugh when she saw his greedy expression:

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

The steak arrived quickly.

Chen Feng picked up a knife and fork, holding the knife in his left hand and the fork in his right, striking a pose as if he were going to fight the steak to the death. He started sawing the steak on the plate with a "sizzling" sound, making the plate rattle. His movements didn't look like he was cutting meat, but rather like he was chopping ribs.

The guests at the surrounding tables all cast surprised glances at them.

"Stop! Stop! What are you doing? Are you going to fight with the steak?"

Hao Mei couldn't bear to watch any longer; her head was throbbing.

She sighed, stood up helplessly, and walked around the table to Chen Feng's back.

"You're so stupid, give me your hand."

Hao Mei bent down, pressed down on Chen Feng's left hand with one hand to adjust his posture when holding the fork, and held his right hand holding the knife with the other hand.

"Relax your fingers, don't grip them tightly like you're holding a cleaver."

Her voice was right next to my ear, carrying a faint scent of perfume and a warm breath, as sweet as orchids and musk.

To correct her posture, she pressed her body almost against Chen Feng's back, her soft breasts brushing against his shoulder.

A strand of wine-red hair fell down and landed on Chen Feng's neck, tickling him all the way to his heart.

Chen Feng froze, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he almost dropped the knife and fork on the table.

"Mei... Sister Mei..." His voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't talk, concentrate."

Hao Mei didn't notice anything amiss. She held his hand and gently tightened her grip. "Place your index finger against the back of the blade, use your wrist to cut along the grain... Like this, it'll open with a gentle stroke, see?"

Under her guidance, a small piece of the originally tough steak was elegantly cut off.

Open your mouth.

Hao Mei instinctively forked the piece of meat and held it to Chen Feng's mouth.

Chen Feng was stunned, looking at the fork so close to him, and then at the beautiful woman so close to him.

He opened his mouth as if possessed and took the piece of meat into his mouth.

Incidentally... he lightly licked the tip of the fork with the tip of his tongue in an extremely ambiguous manner.

"boom!"

Seeing his actions and expression, Hao Mei's mind went blank!

"You pervert! You can't even eat properly."

Hao Mei then realized how intimate their posture was, especially the feeding gesture, which looked exactly like that of a couple deeply in love.

She reacted as if she had been burned, abruptly releasing Chen Feng, taking two steps back, her cheeks as red as if she had just drunk a whole bottle of red wine.

"You...you practice by yourself! I'm not going to help you anymore!"

Hao Mei hurriedly sat back down opposite, grabbed her water glass, and gulped down a mouthful to hide her panic.

As Chen Feng chewed his steak, he looked at the woman across from him, whose face was flushed but who was trying to appear calm, and a wicked smile crept onto his lips.

"Teacher Hao, this meat...smells so good!"

Hao Mei glared at him, but her eyes no longer held their usual sharpness; instead, they held a hint of watery embarrassment and annoyance.

"Eat your flesh! Say another word and I'll sew your mouth shut!"

During the rest of the meal, Chen Feng still made occasional mistakes, such as being slapped by Hao Mei for wiping his sweat with a napkin or being warned by Hao Mei with a look for drinking soup too loudly. However, a warm and ambiguous atmosphere quietly flowed between the two of them.

This meal wasn't about etiquette, it was about ambiance.

After finishing our Western meal, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Chen Feng drove his Santana, carrying Hao Mei, through the night of Donghai City.

The carriage was filled with soft saxophone music; it was a cassette tape that Hao Mei had specially chosen.

Chen Feng held the steering wheel with one hand, while the other hand rested naturally on the car window, the expensive Swiss mechanical watch gleaming coldly under the streetlights.

He would glance at Hao Mei in the passenger seat every now and then, a signature wicked smile playing on his lips.

"What are you looking at? Drive properly."

Hao Mei felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

"Look at the beautiful women."

Chen Feng said confidently, "Teacher Hao's class today was so engaging, especially the 'hands-on teaching' method, which I benefited from immensely and will never forget."

"you!"

Hao Mei's cheeks flushed again as she recalled the ambiguous scene in the restaurant earlier. "You were taking advantage of me! You scoundrel!"

"Hey, how can you call this hooliganism?"

Chen Feng spoke nonsense with a straight face, "This is called immersive learning. How can I grasp the essence of gentlemanly conduct if I don't experience it firsthand?"

"loquacious!"

Hao Mei rolled her eyes at him, but she wasn't disgusted at all; instead, a sweet feeling spread through her.

The two exchanged a smile, and the atmosphere in the carriage was warm and ambiguous.

Half an hour later, the car entered the Emerald Bay villa area.

Hao Mei's home is in this affluent area, not far from Jiang Hong's.

However, Chen Feng dared not drive towards Jiang Hong's direction. If Hao Mei discovered his relationship with Jiang Hong, things would get really messy.

"Stop at the intersection ahead, I'll walk in myself."

Hao Mei pointed to a corner not far ahead.

"Why? I'll walk you to the door."

"Need not."

Hao Mei's tone was somewhat unnatural, "It's so late, it wouldn't be good if the neighbors saw us."