Just as Xiaofeng was drowsy, the three girls finally finished their busy chat, "Husband, let's go to dinner with our sisters!"

"Eat?" Xiaofeng now heard this word and wanted to vomit, "Wife, go eat! I'm not hungry at all."

"No, if you don't go, what's the point of eating our sisters?" Ren Xueye's eyes rolled, "If you don't go, you can, unless you drink this bucket of chicken soup."

"Uh--", Xiaofeng's stomach condition twitched like a firing twitch, "Don't, I'll go, can't I go?"

The three women covered their mouths and laughed, trembling with flowers, picked up their bags, hugged Xiaofeng, and walked out of the hospital, leaving a faint fragrance along the way, which was very tempting. Many male doctors in the hospital followed them all the way just to have a romantic encounter that they passed by. The three women agreed to have a French dinner, and Ren Xueye drove everyone straight to a French restaurant in Puxi District. This was originally the British Concession, and until now there are still many buildings with a strong English style from that time. Including the restaurant they are now in, it is also a time-honored French restaurant in Shanghai.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, it caused a commotion. The three girls were very beautiful. This is an indisputable fact. No matter where he went, it was the focus of everyone's attention. Even Xiaofeng became the focus of everyone's attention in the restaurant. Of course, when he looked at him, he was mostly envious and jealous. Xiaofeng was like a guard against a wolf, blocking left and right. Helplessly, his power alone was too limited. Many of the lustful eyes in the restaurant still fell on the three girls, and their bulging chest and back-protruding butt were the focus of their attention.

She protected a few women and found a place to sit against the wall. At least this would avoid some bad eyes. The deeper meaning might be that few people could understand that Xiaofeng had developed the habit of having to hand over his back to the wall when dining in public.

"Xiaoqing, do you understand French?" Ren Xueye looked at the tadpole language on the menu, and felt a big head.

"I don't understand, Sister Lan, do you understand?" Su Qing shook her head and asked Ma Lan.

"Me? You are so proud of me. It knows me, but I don't know it!" Malan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Isn't this a big deal? Why don't you write Chinese when you open a restaurant in China?" Ren Xueye is about to get angry again.

"Shh-Xiaoxue, whisper, are you looking at us?" Xiaofeng hurriedly stopped Ren Xueye. Don't make people laugh. The authentic French restaurant's dining cards are always written in French. Xiaofeng secretly laughed at the girls, took the dining cards in Ren Xueye's hand and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll order them for you."

"You? Are you okay?" Ren Xueye and Ma Lanju both looked suspicious, only Su Qing smiled and said nothing, as if she had known Xiaofeng had long known French.

"Don't look at people in the cracks, I'm looking down on me." Xiaofeng looked at the menu and introduced its ingredients, taste, origin, and price in detail from the first dish. It was very clear that the two women could not believe it.

"My race, husband, haven't you found that you have such talent? Wherever you go to have French meals in the future, I will take you as a translator." Ren Xueye's eyes were full of stars.

"That's right, that's right, I really didn't expect it!" Malan was also quite moved.

Damn, it turns out that I have such a great talent, I am only worthy of being errands for them. Xiaofeng's head is full of black lines, and his heart is strongly calling out to his mentor, "It's such a waste of resources! What a pity for my talent!"

"I want to eat foie gras, where are you Xiaoxue?" Su Qing always heard people say how delicious French foie gras is, but she has been longing for it.

"I want to eat lobsters," Ren Xueye turned his attention to Malan again.

"Then I'll eat steak!" Malan rarely eats Western food. In her impression, steak should be good.

Xiaofeng felt ashamed of these rustic buns. He should do it myself! He snapped his fingers and walked over to a blond and blue-eyed foreign waiter and asked in French, "Sir, do you have any need?"

"I want to order food. First, I will give a cold French cabbage cut, then a moray eel soup, and then a foie gras for this person. It will be cooked 7 minutes, then give this person a Paris lobster, and finally give this person a French snail, and the dessert requires French tea cakes." It is necessary to eat French cuisine with red wine. Xiaofeng thought for a while and ordered a bottle of Rhone Valley red wine.

After hearing Xiaofeng's chatter with the waiter, the girls immediately started chattering and discussed enthusiastically whether the French dinner that was about to come was as delicious as it was on TV. Not long after, the waiter brought the first dish, and then started the wine ordered by Xiaofeng, poured a little into each person's glass, and bowed and left.

"Xiaofeng, we didn't seem to order this dish?" Several girls refused to start eating.

"When eating French food, you must order cold dishes for the first dish, followed by soup, and then the main ingredients, and finally the dessert. Of course, wine is essential," Xiaofeng explained the basic knowledge of French food to several girls one by one.

"Oh--there are so many things to pay attention to! I didn't have such troubles when eating Western food before?" Several girls suddenly realized.

"Otherwise, eating French food is a nobleman in Western food." Xiaofeng picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"You don't drink red wine like this," Ren Xueye said angrily, "Take a sip first, don't swallow it, taste it carefully with the tip of your tongue, and then swallow it------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The soup Xiaofeng ordered for them received unanimous praise, which made him feel very good. In fact, seeing the beauty eating is a pleasing thing. When the main material comes up, the girls are already a little impatient, so they picked up the knife and fork and stuffed it into their mouths. "Huh? Xiaofeng, I don't seem to be steak, right?"

"Pu", Xiaofeng almost sprayed out the wine in his mouth. Sister Lan is such a weird flower. Can't you tell the difference between steak and snail? "Sister Lan, I'll change you a French snail. It's delicious, it's a famous French dish."

"Oh!" Malan blushed, "I said why is this steak so small?"

The other two women listened to Marant's laughter and kept laughing. Malan, who was embarrassed, glared at Xiaofeng fiercely, "It's all your fault."

Damn, why are you blaming me again? You can be shot even while lying down! "Okay, blaming me. Blaming me, and punishing me for not having dinner tonight, right?"

"Nonsense, you didn't plan to eat it." All the girls gave him a charming look, and when they saw his grievance, they all laughed in a "giggle--" and said.

At this moment, a very unscenery voice came, and it was said in Mandarin, "You must be beautiful in the sky, Miss Hua's land, Yamada, I didn't expect to meet three beautiful beauties here. Tonight, we will be blessed." There were also bursts of dark smiles.

"My husband, are we here to do the important business? It's better not to cause trouble. After all, this is in China's territory. If something happens, it's hard for us to get out of here."

"Yamada, you are too timid. Although our big RB empire is not as good as before, the Chinese are still not our opponents. On their territory, our Yamato nation has nothing to be afraid of. Don't forget that the Chinese are all cowards."

"Your Masashita, it's better to whisper in a low voice, otherwise you will really cause trouble. You have to know that we RB people are not popular in China."

"Hmph! Yamada, you are too cowardly and do not deserve to be a citizen of our Great RB Empire, and you are not worthy of being loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. Yamamoto, do you think what I said is right?"

"Yes, yes, what Oshita said is right. Chinese people are cowards. Chinese beautiful women are only worthy of our Yamato men as a slave."

"Hahahaha———Yamamoto, you are so cute"

Everyone in the restaurant was still eating while talking and laughing. It wasn't that they were unpatriotic or cold-blooded people, but they couldn't understand what those little RBs were saying, but Xiaofeng was proficient in r-literacy. The more he listened, the more he became angry, and the cold flashed in his eyes. The small country dared to be so arrogant. Do you really think that there was no one in China? If he knew the beautiful women mentioned by those few RBs, he would have been angry long ago.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" Ma Lan first noticed that Xiaofeng's face was abnormal.

"Nothing? I just found a few annoying flies, you eat yours." Xiaofeng resisted and did not get angry.

"Will there be flies in such a high-end restaurant?" Su Qing looked around in disgust.

"Hmph! The higher the place, the more annoying the flies are." Xiaofeng's eyes were cold and he stared at the RB people.

"Is that so? This is the first time I heard of it." Su Qing disagreed and lowered her head to continue eating her French feast.

At this moment, the annoying voice sounded again, "Yamamoto, I like that flower girl in a suit. She looks very noble. Such a woman can feel satisfied when she fucks her. What about you?" The dark laughter was particularly harsh.

Xiaofeng turned around and saw that there seemed to be no other woman in the entire restaurant except Ren Xueye. He knew that the RB people were talking about their own women, so he could not help it. He shouted softly, "Silly RB pig, you are looking for death." With one hand, the knife for eating Western food in front of him drilled into his hands for no reason. "Swish", a silver light flashed and penetrated the mouth of the slogan called Weixiajun.

"Ah——" Jun Kotoshi screamed, covering his mouth with his hands, muttering and unable to speak. He always felt that there was something in his mouth besides blood. He then spitted with his hands, but it was white broken teeth and half of his tongue, "Ah——Baga, who was it? Who did it?"
Chapter completed!