Each serving was only a tiny bite. Before he could really taste it, it was gone.
Angelina Jolie had clearly noticed the lingering dissatisfaction on Li Fei's face. She elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin and asked with a smile, "What, not used to the food here?"
"It's fine." Li Fei did not hide it. "It tastes good. It's just that the portions... test my patience a little."
"I knew it." Jolie smiled, her smile like a rose blooming in the dark night, carrying a hint of mystery and temptation.
She set down her chopsticks, leaned slightly forward, looked into Li Fei's eyes, and said softly, "It's okay. I'll... serve you a dish separately."
"Oh?" Li Fei was intrigued. "What dish are you going to serve? They'll let you cook here yourself?"
Jolie did not answer, merely giving him a mysterious smile.
She picked up an exquisite plate of sushi garnished with caviar and gold leaf, then made a move even Li Fei had not anticipated.
Under Li Fei's astonished gaze, she placed the sushi on herself, then reclined against the tatami.
"Darling, Japanese cuisine has a very special way of eating it.
Her voice carried a husky allure, her gaze hazy as though veiled in mist.
"Though I don't have a professional 'geisha' here, nor a complete ceremony... the ingredients are fresh..."
"Come, have a taste."
Looking at the sensuous scene before him and feeling the intimate atmosphere spreading through the air, Li Fei's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
He had to admit it: this woman was simply a born enchantress.
Li Fei smiled.
He bent down and picked up the piece of sushi garnished with black caviar.
Li Fei raised his head, chewing the sushi in his mouth as he looked at her flushed cheeks,