Gong Beiming's voice was sensually husky, incredibly stirring. His last sentence was utterly explicit.
"Ahem..."
Chi Xiaoyu quickly turned her head to look around, relieved only when she noticed nobody was paying attention to her. Her cute face had already turned a blazing red.
"No need, no need to trouble you, I can cut it myself!"
Chi Xiaoyu waved at the waiter, politely asking, "Excuse me, my hand isn't convenient, could you help me cut the steak into small pieces?"
This was a high-end restaurant, so the male waiters were all very handsome, although not as much as Gong Beiming, but still with rosy lips and white teeth, they came over with a smile.
"Miss, hello! I would be happy to serve you!"
She watched as a plate of steak was taken by the waiter, cut into neat pieces, and brought back to her.
Gong Beiming's handsome face turned extremely dark, his fierce gaze almost lethal against the waiter.
The waiter was intimidated by that stare and dared not approach again.