Daddy! Come Home for Dinner! - Chapter 74
Chapter 74: Chapter 74: I Thought It Was My Own
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“What?” Cindy Clarke looked at his open palm blankly, not understanding.
Adrian Zhekova directly reached out, taking the spoon and chopsticks from her hand.
When he took them, his hands inevitably touched hers.
Cindy’s fingers seemed to be shocked, tingling, making her hand go limp.
Her fingers unconsciously loosened, and she could no longer grasp the chopsticks and spoon.
Fortunately, Adrian Zhekova had already secured her chopsticks and spoon by then.
Adrian then took the salmon, along with the vegetable salad and poached eggs from his food container, using the spoon and chopsticks, and placed them all together in Cindy’s container.
“Help me finish this,” Adrian casually shared his food with Cindy.
However, he seemed to have forgotten that the chopsticks and spoon were hers.
He naturally took a scoop of fried rice with Cindy’s spoon, and picked up a shrimp with her chopsticks, placing it on the fried rice, then stuffed it into his mouth.
Cindy: ‘
Cindy looked at Adrian in shock, speechless for a long time.
He used her spoon and chopsticks, which hadn’t been washed.
After she had just used them, Adrian continued to use them right away, and even shoveled a big mouthful with the spoon!
Didn’t this mean he ate her saliva too?
Cindy’s head felt like it was going to explode from the heat.
But Adrian seemed completely oblivious and looked at her innocently, “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you eating?”
Cindy’s hand trembled, unable to speak. She could only lower her head in silence, looking at her now-empty hands.
It seemed that Adrian finally realized, “I used your utensils. I’m really sorry, I forgot and thought they were mine.”
Adrian quickly returned the spoon and chopsticks to Cindy.
Cindy stared blankly as Adrian smiled and said, “Go ahead and eat.”
Cindy: ‘
His saliva was all over the spoon and chopsticks.
Although hers was there before.
But this was even more embarrassing!
She really wanted to go to the restroom and wash the spoon and chopsticks. But doing that would make her seem too fussy and as if she disliked Adrian.
Adrian didn’t mind at all just now.
Although, that was because he had forgotten that he was holding her utensils at the time.
As Cindy struggled with her dilemma, Adrian smiled at her, “Eat, why aren’t you eating?
Cindy: ‘
She couldn’t just tell him she was bothered by his saliva and wanted to wash the utensils, right?
Cindy had no choice but to smile and nod, indicating she would eat.
Then, she steeled herself and used the spoon Adrian had just used to scoop up some salmon and vegetable salad to eat.
Anyway, since his saliva was already on it, eating once, twice, or thrice didn’t make a difference.
So Cindy started to give up caring.
Adrian finished his own lunch first.
He hadn’t eaten the crepes yet, so he took them out and put them on a separate plate, planning to snack on them when he was hungry later in the afternoon. For the empty food container, Adrian took it to the restroom to wash it clean. Cindy hurried to stop him, “I can take it home and wash it.”
“It’s fine, I can clean it very thoroughly, ” Adrian replied, already entering the restroom.
Cindy stopped eating and quickly followed him.
She then saw him turn on the faucet.
It was hard for Cindy to imagine Adrian doing this sort of thing.
But now, she saw the hands that were probably only used for signing documents, washing the food container.
His long, jade-like hands seemed out of place doing this task..
