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Already happened story > Cute Treasure Arrives: Daddy, Go Home for Dinner > Chapter 74: I thought it was mine too

Chapter 74: I thought it was mine too

  "What?" Ye Qian looked at his open palm with a silly expression, not understanding.

  Zhao Gu took her spoon and chopsticks directly from her hand.

  When I took it, both hands were really stuck to her hand.

  Ye Qian's fingers seemed to have been electrocuted, numb and weak, making her hand lose its strength.

  His fingers involuntarily loosened, and both chopsticks and spoons were out of control.

  Fortunately, Zhao Gu had already grasped her chopsticks and spoon firmly at this time.

  Then Zhao Guishen took the salmon, along with the vegetable salad and steamed egg at the bottom of his lunchbox, and used a spoon and chopsticks to transfer everything into Ye Qianyu's lunchbox.

  "Help me solve this." Zhao Gu Sheng was so naturally sharing food with Ye Qianyu.

  However, he seemed to have forgotten that the chopsticks and spoon in his hand were still Ye Qian's.

  She naturally picked up a spoonful of fried rice with a leaf-wrapped spoon, then used a leaf-wrapped chopstick to pick up a shrimp and place it on top of the fried rice, before stuffing it all into her mouth.

  Ye Qian: "......"

  Ye Qian stared at Zhao Guishen in shock, her mouth agape and speechless for a long time.

  He used her spoon and chopsticks, which hadn't been washed.

  She had just used it, and then Zhao Gu deepened it again, and even stuffed a big mouth with a spoon!

  Isn't this... isn't this eating all her saliva?

  Ye Qian's brain was about to explode from anger.

  Zhao Gu Shen still seemed like he hadn't discovered anything, and with an innocent face, looked at her: "What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"

  Ye Qian's hands trembled and she couldn't say a word. She silently lowered her head, looking at her empty hands.

  "I used your tableware, I'm really sorry about that. I forgot and thought it was mine."

  Zhao Gu Shen hastily returned the spoon and chopsticks to Ye Qi.

  Ye Tong blankly took it over and saw Zhao Gu Sheng smiling and saying: "Eat."

  Ye Qian: "......"

  What should she do?

  These chopsticks and spoon are all Zhao Gu's saliva.

  Although there was still hers before.

  But this is even more embarrassing!

  She wanted to go to the bathroom to wash the spoon and chopsticks.

  But this made it seem like she had a lot of things on her mind and was somewhat disgusted with Zhao Guo Sheng.

  Just now Zhao and Gu were not disgusted with her either.

  Although, it was because Zhao forgot, at that time he was holding her tableware in his hand.

  At this moment of hesitation, Zhao Gu's face still had a smile: "Eat, why don't you eat?"

  Ye Qian: "......"

  Can't say it's because I'm disgusted by his saliva, might as well go wash the dishes.

  Ye Qian could only smile and nod, indicating she wanted to eat.

  Then, with a hardened scalp, I used Zhao Gu's spoon that he had just used to dig up the three-winter fish and vegetable salad.

  Anyway, it's already been stained with his saliva, eating one bite is eating, eating two or three bites is still eating.

  Ye Qian began to indulge in self-abandonment and no longer cared.

  Zhao Gu took his own lunch and ate it first.

  He took out the egg crisp pancake that hadn't been eaten yet and put it on a separate plate, planning to eat it as a snack when he got hungry in the afternoon.

  The empty food box was taken by Zhao Gu Sheng to the bathroom and washed clean.

  "Let me take it back and wash it," Ye Qian hurriedly intercepted him.

  "It's okay, I washed it very clean." Zhao Gu said, already entering the bathroom.

  Ye Hong didn't eat anymore and hurriedly followed up.

  He turned on the faucet.

  Ye Qian found it hard to imagine that Zhao Guishen would do such a thing.

  Now, he was using his right hand, which usually only served for signing, to wipe the lunchbox.

  Her slender hands, like jade, doing this, seem out of place.