noffsinger Chapter 764 Amorous Encounter
Chapter 764 Amorous Encounter
If he really had to choose, he would actually prefer rice wine and beer.
However, at this banquet attended by only foreigners, there was no possibility of rice wine appearing.
While he was sitting there sipping champagne, he had no idea that he had already attracted the attention of most of the women at the party.
This is not to say that his appearance has reached the point where any female animal would be unable to walk at the sight of him, but because in this banquet filled with Europeans, with his handsome Asian face, it is hard for him not to be noticed.
In fact, not only women noticed him, but many men also noticed his existence.
However, they had no impression of Lu Feng in their memory, so they did not rashly go forward to disturb him.
"Deneuve, look, there's a very handsome oriental man over there. He has a very charming aura, like the heir of an ancient family."
A blonde woman with impeccable looks and figure pointed in Lu Feng's direction and spoke to her companions.
When the woman called Deneuve heard this, she looked in Lu Feng's direction with a look of surprise in her eyes.
"It's really nice. I guess he must have sexy abs under that suit."
Deneuve said this with a hint of sarcasm, and then licked her sexy lips.
"What, are you tempted?"
The blonde woman, Marceau, spoke softly.
"Of course, facing this kind of man, I think basically no woman can remain unmoved."
Deneuve admitted it directly without any concealment, which is a very common phenomenon in Europe.
Compared with the reserved Chinese, they are more proactive and open when it comes to love.
Maso was a little surprised to see his companion admit it.
"But you don't even know his identity."
But Deneuve just smiled calmly: "Is status important? I can do it if I want to. And she can attend the Ferrari dinner. Do you think she has no status?"
After saying that, he walked towards Lu Feng under the gaze of his companions.
"Wow, something exciting might happen tonight, handsome man from the East. I hope you can adapt to the passionate Deneuve."
An ambiguous look appeared on Marceau's face, and he spoke in a low voice.
Lu Feng, who was tasting champagne, suddenly shuddered, as if something bad was about to happen.
Just as he looked up, a figure came to his side.
"Handsome, are you alone?"
A voice full of temptation sounded, Lu Feng raised his eyes, and what came into his sight was a graceful woman, it was Deneuve.
Her golden hair, as dazzling as the sun, fell softly on her fair and graceful shoulders, with a few strands of hair curling playfully beside her delicate cheeks.
Her eyes are a deep blue, like the quiet deep sea, sparkling with charming light under the light, as if hiding endless stories that make people indulge in them without being careful.
Under the high nose bridge, the lips are like delicate rose petals, and the lipstick on them adds a touch of sexiness and charm.
She was wearing a well-tailored red evening gown. The slim design showed off her curvy figure. The hem of the dress swayed gently as she walked, like a blooming red lotus, exuding an irresistible charm.
This is a woman who is unforgettable at first sight, but Lu Feng is not the kind of person who can't walk when he sees a woman. After spending a long time with peerless beauties like Shen Suyuan and Liu Ruyan, his aesthetic taste has long been elevated to a level that ordinary people cannot reach.
"Is there a problem?"
Lu Feng frowned slightly and spoke softly.
After hearing this, Deneuve raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a charming smile. It seemed that there were strands of electricity hidden in that smile that could instantly strike people's hearts.
Afterwards, without waiting for Lu Feng to invite her again, she sat down gracefully in the seat next to him and said in a casual and coquettish tone:
"Can't you come over for a drink if you have nothing to do?"
As she spoke, she reached out and picked up a glass of champagne on the table, gently shaking the glass. The champagne in the glass was covered with delicate bubbles, reflecting a colorful halo under the light, just like the expectation flashing in her eyes at this moment.
Lu Feng looked at the proactive and enthusiastic foreign woman in front of him, feeling somewhat helpless. However, out of politeness, he still curled his lips slightly and responded:
"Of course, I just didn't expect such a beautiful lady to come drink with me."
After hearing this, Deneuve smiled even brighter, her eyes filled with joy. She moved closer to Lu Feng, the faint scent of perfume on her body drifting away, carrying a unique and charming aura, and whispered:
"Then it seems I'm quite lucky today. Being able to drink with an oriental gentleman like you is more enjoyable than the delicious food and wine at this banquet."
Lu Feng just smiled, but in his heart he was thinking about how to deal with the passionate Deneuve. After all, he had a girlfriend.
If you rashly stay with such a beauty, it will easily cause misunderstandings from others.
Deneuve held the champagne in her hand, tilted her head slightly, looked at Lu Feng with inquiry and curiosity in her eyes, and asked, "Are you Chinese?"
Lu Feng was a little surprised when he heard this. There are so many countries in Asia. Why did she think she was Chinese when they met for the first time?
"Yes, I am Chinese, but there are so many countries in Asia, why do you think I am Chinese?"
Lu Feng put down the champagne in his hand and showed a hint of interest.
Deneuve took a sip of champagne, her charming smile still hanging on the corner of her mouth, her eyes gleaming with a different brilliance, as if she remembered something interesting, and then she said:
"You have a unique aura, a quality that cannot be cultivated in other countries."
Lu Feng became even more curious and asked, "Oh? What temperament? I haven't really noticed it myself."
Deneuve put down her wine glass, stretched out her slender fingers and gestured lightly in the air, as if outlining the outline of that temperament, and said slowly:
"You Chinese people have a reserved yet dignified air, a refined elegance and a strong resilience, as if you have a deep foundation in your bones. Standing next to other Asians, you're easily distinguishable."
After hearing this, Lu Feng was slightly stunned, and a strange emotion arose in his heart. It turned out that in the eyes of people from foreign countries, Chinese people had such a unique mark.
He smiled faintly and said with a hint of pride, "Perhaps this is the gift of our country's long history and culture. It has been passed down from generation to generation and has unconsciously been integrated into our every word and action."
Deneuve nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of agreement, and she moved a little closer to Lu Feng. Her delicate face looked even more charming under the light. She said with a slightly yearning tone:
"I've always been particularly interested in your Chinese culture. It's ancient and mysterious, and I feel like there are endless treasures waiting to be discovered. I heard that China has countless traditional skills, poems and songs, as well as ancient buildings that carry stories. It's truly fascinating."
"Handsome guy, are you willing to talk to me all night long..."