But just when Tang Shirui picked up the fork to eat, Feng Lujin grabbed her arm and stopped her movement.

"What are you doing! I still want to eat!" Tang Shirui pouted in displeasure, and glared at Feng Lujin angrily.

"Have you washed your hands?" Feng Lujin ignored his anger and asked dotingly.

"You don't need to wash your hands! I don't need to eat with my hands." Tang Shirui swallowed her saliva unwillingly, then raised her eyes and said something timidly to Feng Lujin.

Seeing so many delicacies in front of her eyes, she almost drooled.

"I don't care, wash your hands." Feng Lujin frowned unhappily, with an unquestionable tone in her tone.

"Okay!" Although Tang Shirui was extremely unhappy, she still didn't dare to disobey Feng Lujin's words.

"Hehe, so good! Go!" Feng Lujin smiled softly, and even pinched Tang Shirui's cheek.

"Can you stop pinching my face in the future! It's almost deformed by you." Tang Shirui's cheeks were puffed up, and she couldn't help complaining to Feng Lujin.

"Oh, do you think it's possible?" Feng Lujin flicked the bangs on her forehead with her hand, and asked her back with a wicked smile.

"No, it's impossible." Seeing Feng Lujin's sinister smile, Tang Shirui ran away in a hurry.

After she left, Feng Lujin secretly stuffed something into the bread that Tang Shirui was about to eat.

After Tang Shirui came back after washing her hands, she saw Feng Lujin drinking coffee leisurely.

"Hey, you don't know how to get it yourself if you have hands! This is the hot coffee I went to get." Tang Shirui glared at Feng Lujin angrily, this man really has a thick skin!

"Are we still separated from each other? Isn't what's yours mine?" Feng Lujin lazily leaned on the backrest, taking it for granted.

"What about yours? Yours is mine too?" Tang Shirui immediately looked at Feng Lujin with surprise when she heard this sentence.

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