Kawasaki City can be regarded as a city that never sleeps, at this time it is only seven o'clock, not yet the peak of nightclubs, two people sit by the window, while enjoying Japanese Western food, while enjoying the busy flow of people outside the window.

Although the Japanese style of Western cuisine is called "Japanese-style Western food", although it uses similar ingredients, seasonings, and cooking methods, the Western food made by the Japanese is still different from that of Europe. In terms of taste, it will be slightly light, and in terms of plating, it will integrate some of the aesthetics of Japanese food, which is more delicate and quiet.

Of course, "Japanese food" is not Western food in the true sense, but a kind of "mirror image" of Western food in the eyes of the Japanese, and it is a kind of Japanese imagination of Western food. Japan has always admired foreign culture, and in ancient times, Chinese tea ceremony and calligraphy were introduced, and after the lockdown order was bombarded by Western artillery, it has always admired Western culture and emulated the West in all aspects of life.

For example, Japanese girls now prefer to dye their hair and deepen their eyes when applying makeup to make themselves look European, which is considered beautiful. Therefore, the so-called Japanese style and Western food are only similar to Western food in appearance and form, and they are the elements of Western food absorbed by the Japanese, concocting a phantom of Western food.

Interestingly, this phantom has not been shattered, but has been applied to Western food again, causing some changes in Western food, such as some Italian restaurants have also begun to produce light food, health-conscious dishes.

Dongfang Yi cut a small piece of hamburger steak and nodded slightly: "It is very suitable for the taste of Oriental people, more emphasis on the original taste of meat, the beef is very soft but will not fall apart, the gravy is very rich, the match with eggplant melon is simply seamless, plus the black pepper juice brings a slight spicy stimulation, and the taste is richer." ”

"I'm not used to eating Western food, I don't like any Japanese food or Chinese Western food!" Deng Gongzi pouted, this guy is purely a local tyrant, the kind of scum, "If you throw me abroad, it won't take much, and you can make me skinny in a month!"

gave the little boy a roll of the eyes, but was treated as a flattering look by Deng Gongzi and smiled, Dongfang Yi almost threw Deng Gongzi with a knife: "Don't be so disappointing, okay? I hate it to death! Try this sashimi, well, or called sashimi, it's delicious." There is also this grilled eel, which is also full of flavor, and the eel is roasted with subcutaneous fat and the juice reveals the fragrance, which is quite tempting!"

"I prefer braised or sweet and sour carp, and the small fish sauce of the Kanto people tastes better than this!" Deng Gongzi muttered, mixing the mustard and soy sauce together, and the sushi dipped in a bite, smacking his lips and frowning, "What is it?"

The woman glared at the little boy sewitchingly, and demonstrated very elegantly: "Sushi with wasabi, wrap the wasabi with sushi and then order soy sauce, it's delicious." The purpose of dipping the wasabi puree is to better bring out the original flavor of the sashimi, and oh, don't stir the soy sauce and wasabi puree in the small dish with chopsticks, it's rude to do it, and you don't know how to taste the sashimi correctly!"

"I don't understand!" Deng Gongzi shrugged, took a sip of vodka, frowned, and made a bitter face as if drinking medicine, "It's not enjoyable, it's better to go back to China early, I invite Mayor Dong to drink Moutai!"

The woman's face turned red, and the scene in the Hummer appeared in front of her eyes, and she remembered that she was in front of the car, feeling her sister's extreme pleasure of wanting to die! Dongfang Yi couldn't wait to smash the plate in front of her into the little boy's face!

But that extreme feeling flows through every cell of the body, as if it were a re-experience, an experience and not a bystander! Telepathy is a very strange means of transmitting signals, which is said to have been studied in depth by the two superpowers during the Cold War in vain for military purposes.

Up to now, no scientist seems to have figured out telepathy, but between the Oriental sisters, that kind of telepathy is very clear, and even the party receiving the signal is far stronger than the sender!

At this moment, the woman's pretty face is as bright as a peach blossom, her eyes are like silk, and even the breath she exhales seems to be the taste of estrogen. Such a sexy woman, coupled with the ambiguous lighting deliberately created by the bar, Deng Gongzi looked stupid!

Miss Dongfang no longer has the temperament of an ice beauty, and it seems that there is no need to put on a nasty mask in a foreign country. The little woman has a pretty face that is happy and disgusting, delicate lips, and a sharp breasts that rise and fall violently, Deng Gongzi's breathing is a little urgent!

I believe that if it weren't for the public here, the little boy would pounce on him and take pity on the beauties! At this time, the chairman of the East is purely a stunner who charms all beings, not an elite or ...... in the workplace

“#￥￥%&&”

A string of bird songs sounded in his ears, breaking the charming atmosphere between the two people, and three American GIs stood in front of them, staring at Dongfang Yi with a greedy expression. I have to say that Dongfang Yi at this time is no longer the ice beauty she was at the beginning, and the woman is full of feminine breath and full of temptation for male animals.

Like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, two people sober up from a warm atmosphere at the same time. Deng Gongzi didn't understand English, and he didn't like the greedy gaze of the Yankees, and at this moment Dongfang Yi was already regarded by him as his own forbidden body.

has nothing to do with identity, just by virtue of the previous few zero-distance contacts, Miss Dongfang Er has long been regarded as her own by the little boy. However, Deng Hua would never say this, but he showed a strong desire to protect and possess at all times.

With Dongfang Yi's sensitivity, she is actually aware of it, but women don't seem to object to being a little complacent, and even enjoying the care of men. Knowing that the little boy was illiterate, the little woman still focused on Deng Gongzi, just like many lovers.

Enjoying the sense of security brought by a lover was originally the patent of a little woman, and Deng Gongzi did not disappoint the little woman: "This is a private place, we are enjoying the world of two, now please go away!"

"Xiao Deng!" Dongfang Yi said angrily, but he didn't refute the world of the two, whether he was angry or not, he turned his head and said a few words in fluent English. The Yankees pointed fingers, Deng Gongzi understood a little, a few guys wanted to invite Dongfang Yi to drink, the woman frowned, and refused vigorously, "¥%......&*!"

There were already more customers in the bar, and many people looked at this side indifferently, not knowing whether they were familiar with it or not interested in the conflict between the Chinese and the Americans. The more the American soldier spoke, the more excited he became, and he actually reached out to pull Dongfang Yi's little hand, and Deng Hua stood in front of the woman like a ghost, blocking the groping pig hand that stretched out towards the woman.

Looking at the Americans coldly, like a lion defending his territory, Deng Hua said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

"Huaxia?"

Sluggish guy, can you hear Huaxia?