"What?" Ye Fei looked at his open palm, confused.

Zhao Gushen straightforwardly reached over and took the spoon and chopsticks from her hand.

As he took them, his hands just happened to brush against hers.

Ye Fei’s fingers felt like they had been electrified, tingling and weak.

Her fingers unconsciously loosened, unable to hold onto the chopsticks and spoon.

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

He then took the salmon from his own lunchbox, along with the salad underneath and the poached egg, and placed them into Ye Fei’s lunchbox with the spoon and chopsticks.

"Help me finish these." Zhao Gushen naturally shared his food with Ye Fei.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that he was using Ye Fei’s chopsticks and spoon.

He casually used Ye Fei’s spoon to scoop some fried rice and her chopsticks to pick up a shrimp, placing it on the rice and stuffing it into his mouth.

Ye Fei: "..."

Ye Fei stared at Zhao Gushen, speechless, unable to utter a word.

He was using her spoon and chopsticks, and they hadn’t been washed.

She had just used them and Zhao Gushen continued using them, even stuffing a big spoonful!

Doesn’t that mean he was eating her saliva?

Ye Fei’s head felt like it was going to explode with heat.

Zhao Gushen, still seemingly unaware, looked at her innocently: "What’s wrong? Why aren’t you eating?"

Ye Fei’s hands trembled, unable to speak. She silently looked down at her empty hands.

Zhao Gushen finally seemed to realize: "I used your utensils, sorry. I forgot, I thought they were mine."

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

Ye Fei dazedly took them back, watching Zhao Gushen smile and say: "Go ahead, eat."

Ye Fei: "..."

What was she supposed to do?

His saliva was all over the chopsticks and spoon now.

Although hers was there first.

But this made it even more awkward!

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

But that might make it seem like she minded, as if she was disgusted by Zhao Gushen.

Just now, Zhao Gushen didn’t mind her at all.

Although, it was because he forgot he was holding her utensils.

While Ye Fei was struggling, Zhao Gushen smiled and urged: "Eat, why aren’t you eating?"

Ye Fei: "..."

She couldn’t possibly say she was disgusted by his saliva and wanted to wash the utensils.

Ye Fei had no choice but to smile and nod, signaling she was going to eat.

Then, reluctantly, she used the spoon Zhao Gushen had just used to scoop up the salmon and salad to eat.

Anyway, since his saliva was already on them, eating once or twice more wouldn’t make any difference.

Ye Fei decided to stop caring.

Zhao Gushen finished his lunch first.

He hadn’t eaten the egg white crisps yet, so he put them into a separate plate to eat them as a snack later.

He took the empty lunchbox to the bathroom to wash it clean.

Ye Fei quickly stopped him: "I can take it home and wash it."

"No worries, I wash them really clean." Zhao Gushen said, already heading to the bathroom.

Ye Fei stopped eating and followed him.

She saw him turn on the faucet.

Ye Fei found it hard to imagine Zhao Gushen doing such a thing.

But now, she was watching him wash the lunchbox, using hands that usually only signed contracts.

His long, jade-like hands doing this seemed totally out of place.