Super Electric Eel Avatar Chapter 15: Flipping Out

Chen Fan was no exception. He swallowed hard, his adam's apple moving up and down. Luckily, he was looking down and no one noticed. This beautiful foreign lady had everyone turning their heads, with her unique bearing and dress. The people having breakfast in the dining room could not help but shift their gaze to the blue-eyed, honey-blonde woman.

Desire, hunger, greed…

Finally, while everyone looked at him as though they wanted to swallow him alive, the caucasian girl sat opposite Chen Fan. Although he was intrigued by the eye candy, he dared not hit on her. The young waitress in the blue cheongsam had followed the foreigner over and looked a little awkward. Though she had smiled very sweetly earlier, she was now forcing a smile, perhaps due to jealousy.

"Miss, what would you like to have?" The young waitress in the blue cheongsam spoke fluent English.

The foreign lady glanced up in surprise. She was about to speak when a ringtone cut her off. She smiled apologetically to the young girl and took her cell phone from her beautiful white silk shirt. She looked at the number and then answered the call.

"Bonjour, Letitia!" The young waitress and Chen Fan both dropped their jaws when they heard the foreign lady speak. Before Chen Fan could react, the woman chuckled and spoke rapidly in a language he did not understand.

Oh, she's speaking French! Chen Fan finally realized this foreign lady was French. It's why she said "bonjour" when she started talking. "Hello" in French is pronounced similar to "benzhu" in Mandarin.

Her voice is as sweet as an oriole's! Chen Fan kept stealing glances at the foreign lady opposite him as he ate his dumplings. At the same time, he secretly imagined how sultry this lady would be when she was horny.

The foreign lady was ignorant to Chen Fan's dirty thoughts. As she smiled and chatted with her friend, she shot a few looks at Chen Fan while he ate his dumplings. It could be because she had never seen such delicious looking dumplings, or that the aroma of the dumplings was too good to ignore. Anyway, Chen Fan noticed she was looking at his dumplings and swallowing.

Heh heh, foreigner, now you know the greatness of Chinese cuisine! Chen Fan chuckled to himself. With delicious food to tempt her, the foreign lady quickly flipped through the menu on the table with her fair fingers. She pointed at a few pictures, the crab soup dumplings Chen Fan ordered obviously one of them. As the young waitress in the blue cheongsam was sending the order to the counter, Chen Fan quickly signaled to her and ordered a few more dishes. He wanted to stay near the beauty longer!

The young french lady chatted for quite some time and only hung up after all her food arrived. Then she picked up the chopsticks to grab a crab soup dumpling from the steamer basket. Chen Fan was initially amazed by her skill with the chopsticks, but he could not help but laugh when he saw her pick up the dumpling. Eating a soup dumpling requires a certain level of technique. People who have never eaten one before would not understand this, especially a foreigner like her.

It was said that once Emperor Qianlong dressed as a commoner and visited his people, and the local officials invited him to taste crab soup dumplings. Once the dumplings were served, Qianlong grabbed one and took a bite. The soup from the dumpling shot out and burned him, but the dumpling tasted so delicious and Qianlong was so pleased that he only sang its praises.

Looking at the foreign lady in front of him, Chen Fan simply put down his chopsticks. He waited to see her bite the dumpling so he could laugh when the soup spattered out. But… Chen Fan watched in disbelief as the foreign woman first used chopsticks in her right hand to gently pick up the dumpling by the skin at the top, then the spoon in her left to support the bottom of the dumpling as she lifted it to her mouth. With a small mouth even women would want to kiss, she gently bit the skin of the dumpling and then sucked the soup inside.

"Wow...perfect technique. Don't tell me me there's also a soup dumpling in French cuisine!" Chen Fan muttered as he bit his chopsticks.

"Thank you for the compliment, handsome young man!" The pretty woman smiled and shocked Chen Fan with her western-accented Mandarin.

"Ah… Huh… Y-y-you speak Mandarin r-really well!" Chen Fan managed to stutter, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

"Ah… Huh… so I've been told!" The pretty blue-eyed blonde cheekily imitated Chen Fan's tone.

Scratching his head with another chuckle, Chen Fan felt too awkward to continue and kept scooping porridge. Although Chen Fan had experience dating, he had never dated such a great beauty before, not to mention a foreigner. She had an outgoing personality, but she was not ready to initiate a conversation with a stranger. She lowered her head and continued eating the soup dumpling with a gentle smile.

Chen Fan sat there not knowing what to say, but then two diners at a table on the left provided a very good topic.

There really were all types of people in the world. Although the foreign woman was very loud when chatting on the phone, she spoke softly when talking to Chen Fan. The two diners on the left did not know that she could speak Mandarin. "This foreign babe is damn gorgeous. I can't imagine how amazing it would be if I got her into bed!" The man speaking was around thirty. He did not look at Chen Fan's table, and he purposefully didn't change his voice. If Chen Fan were a foreigner who did not understand Mandarin, he would have thought they were just having a normal conversation.

"Tell me about it. I heard foreign babes are all hairless down there!" the young man in the suit who responded was not much older than Chen Fan. If the content of their conversation was ignored, they looked very much like two successful young people exchanging stories from work. Their volume was neither loud nor soft, but unfortunately Chen Fan and the woman opposite him heard them clearly.

Chen Fan covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes smiling, but the face of the woman opposite him grew grim. The two men did not notice the woman's reaction and continued to pretend that they were having a normal conversation. The topic had expanded to sizzling plots in American films. Chen Fan wanted very much to join in their conversation to point out that the plot they were discussing was very outdated, but with the woman in front of him he had no choice but to act as a gentleman and pretended to loathe them.

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