"What?" Ye Fei's silly looking at his spread palm, don't understand.

Zhao Gushen simply reached for her spoon and chopsticks.

When I took it, I put my hands on her hands.

Ye Fei's fingers seem to be electrified for a while, crisp, let her hands have no strength.

Fingers unconsciously a loose, chopsticks and spoons are unable to hold.

Fortunately, Zhao Gushen had already secured her chopsticks and spoon.

Zhao Gushen put the salmon in his lunch box, together with the vegetable salad and Shuibo eggs, into Ye Fei's lunch box with a spoon and chopsticks.

"Help me out." Zhao Gushen naturally shared food with Ye Fei.

However, he seems to forget that the chopsticks and spoons in his hand are ye Fei's.

It's very natural to use Ye Fei's spoon to scoop up a spoonful of fried rice, and then use Ye Fei's chopsticks to hold a shrimp, put it on the fried rice and put it in.

Ye Fei

Ye Fei looks at Zhao Gushen in shock, tongue tied, and can't speak for a long time.

He uses her spoon and chopsticks, and it's not washed.

After she had just used it, Zhao Gushen continued to use it and took a big mouthful with a spoon!

This Didn't you eat all her saliva?

Ye Fei's head is so hot that it's going to explode.

Zhao Gushen looked at her innocently: "what's the matter? Why not? "

Ye Fei's hand trembles, speechless, only silently lowers her head and looks at her empty hands.

Zhao Gushen seems to have finally found out: "I used your tableware. I'm really sorry. I forgot. I thought it was my own."

Zhao Gushen quickly returns the spoon and chopsticks to Ye Fei.

Ye Fei stupidly takes over, sees Zhao Gushen to say with a smile: "eat."

Ye Fei

What should she do?

These chopsticks and spoons are full of Zhao Gushen's saliva.

Although there was her before.

But it's more embarrassing!

She wanted to go to the bathroom and brush her spoon and chopsticks.

But it's like she has a lot of things and dislikes Zhao Gushen.

Just now Zhao Gushen didn't dislike her.

Although, that's because Zhao Gushen forgot that what he was holding was her tableware.

Is Ye Fei tangled, Zhao Gushen also with a smile: "eat ah, how not to eat?"

Ye Fei

I can't say that I dislike his saliva and want to wash the dishes.

Ye Fei just nods and says she wants to eat.

Then, with the spoon Zhao Gushen just used, he dug salmon and vegetable salad to eat.

Anyway, it's all stained with his saliva. It's time to eat, twice or three times.

Ye Fei began to abandon himself and didn't care.

Zhao Gushen finished his lunch first.

Before he had eaten the egg white crisp, he took it out and put it on a plate. He planned to eat it as a snack in the afternoon when he was hungry.

The rest of the empty lunch box, Zhao Gushen took it to the bathroom, clean the lunch box.

Ye Fei quickly stopped him: "I'll take it back to brush."

"It doesn't matter. I brush it clean." Zhao Gushen said that he had entered the bathroom.

Ye Fei didn't eat any more rice, so he kept up.

He turned on the tap.

Ye Fei can hardly imagine that Zhao Gushen would do such a thing.

But now, it seems that his hand, which is only used for signature, is brushing the lunch box.

Slender hands like jade do this, it seems out of place.