Perhaps because she had been in that world for a long time, Mu Hanyue was not very picky about what she ate.
Luo Sha drove the car and led the way, and the two parked the car at a Western-style restaurant.
This restaurant is well-known in the neighborhood. The decoration alone makes it look like a high-end place, and the prices are expensive.
As soon as the four of them entered the restaurant, several glances came from the surrounding area.
Not hostile, not cold, but amazing!
Yes, stunning.
The four of them have different looks, but they are all extremely beautiful, especially Jun Moye's long flowing purple hair and his bright purple pupils that shine like gems, which are extremely eye-catching.
The four of them, Mu Hanyue, all have different temperaments. Once they enter this restaurant, they undoubtedly become a sight to behold.
People always like to focus on beautiful things, and this four-person lineup is so eye-catching that they naturally become the target of everyone's attention.
As the four people walked in, a waiter immediately came forward to greet them. He smiled and pointed to the road: "This way, four of you, please."
Jun Moye had never been to such a place before, but his aura of kingship was unmistakable, making people afraid to approach.
The four of them chose a quieter seat by the window and sat down. The waiter smiled and was about to speak, but Rakshasa spoke first: "Two sirloin steaks, medium rare." After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked to the opposite side.
The woman asked with a smile: "Yue, what do you want to eat?"
Mu Hanyue glanced at the man next to her, and then said softly: "Two fillets, medium rare. And two bottles of 85-year-old red wine."
"OK, just a second."
Looking at the waiter's leaving figure, there was no emotional change in Jun Moye's eyes.
He will eat whatever Mu Hanyue eats and is not picky about food.
After a few chats, four steaks were delivered. Looking at the strange food in front of him, Jun Moye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this steak?"
A far cry from the food of their world.
Mu Hanyue smiled slightly, holding a fork in her left hand and a knife in her right hand, skillfully showing Jun Moye how to cut: "Ye, these are very simple, you try it."
Jun Moye had been following Mu Hanyue's movements, and it seemed to be very simple, imitating her to hold a fork in her left hand and a knife in her right hand to cut steak.
Can……
After all, this is the first time I've seen such a strange usage. It's one thing to look simple, but it's another thing to learn it.
The strength of men and women is naturally different. Jun Moye cut the plate with a knife a few times without finding any cracks, and then increased his strength.
"Bangdang..."
Looking at the broken plate, Jun Moye raised his handsome eyebrows slightly: "Is this plate so forbidden?"
He just used a little force and it broke?
Rakshasa and Luo Che both raised their eyes to look at him, with a trace of confusion and doubt in their eyes. This plate shouldn't be that fragile?
Looking at the man's innocent and strange eyes, Mu Hanyue touched her nose. She really didn't expect this to happen. She waved her hand and signaled the waiter to change a new steak. This time, Mu Hanyue didn't let Jun Moye do it himself.
Instead, he thoughtfully cut the steak on the plate into small pieces until the whole steak was cut. Then he pushed the plate in front of the man and said with a smile: "Eat my share."
After saying that, without waiting for the man to speak, he dragged the one in front of him over.
Jun Moye didn't use a knife this time. Instead, he directly picked up a fork and forked a small piece of steak into his mouth to chew. He raised his purple eyes slightly and said lazily: "Just so so."