"We haven't left yet! Eat something!"

He brought his bowl of rice in front of her and gave her his chopsticks.

Zhuo Jian looked at the set of tableware in shock, then looked up at him: "Did I really use it?"

He raised his hand, signaling her to hurry up.

Zhuo Jian angrily picked up his chopsticks and stabbed them hard on the table twice, then ate the rice in his bowl.

She deliberately picked up his soup bowl and drank directly from it.

Fu Yanye frowned.

She was so annoyed that she looked like this.

Like a little hedgehog with fried hair!

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that Boss Fu, who had always been severely mysophobic, would let her eat from his bowl?

"Are you a germaphobe?"

Zhuo Jian only thought of this reason.

"I only have mysophobia towards outsiders!"

Fu Yanye finally waited for this question and told her immediately.

Zhuo Jian didn't know why her face was hot. She didn't want to be too pretentious and mistakenly think that she was not the outsider he said.

Why would that be?

His eyes looked at her lips.

That look is like...


Chapter completed!