"Aren't you not in the habit of eating breakfast?" As soon as Mu Wange sat down, he saw Gu Yanshen suddenly came over and sat down. Opposite her, he picked up a bowl of millet porridge and started eating it unceremoniously. He couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"I want to have breakfast today, do you have any objections?"

"without."

Mu Wange sat down and watched the man opposite eating with gusto. After finishing a bowl, he handed it to her and said, "Put in another bowl."

"Oh, okay." Mu Wange took it and went to the kitchen to serve him another bowl and handed it to Gu Yanshen.

Gu Yanshen took it and frowned slightly as he looked at the steaming porridge in the bowl. The temperature he had just eaten was just right, and now...

He glanced at Mu Wange, who was sitting opposite, and suddenly reached out to bring the porridge she had just eaten in two mouthfuls, and then handed the hot bowl to Mu Wange: "It's hot."

He took her spoon and started eating without any objection.

Mu Wange looked at the steaming porridge in front of him, and then at the man opposite who was eating warm porridge, one bite after another.

That's what she ate...

Isn't he indirectly eating her saliva?

Grandma Mingming said that this man is mysophobic, how could he eat what others have eaten?

"I'm in a hurry."

When Gu Yan saw Mu Wange staring at him, he spoke without changing his expression, saying it was natural.

He is in a hurry, but she is not in a hurry.

It's just right for him to eat it if it's not hot, and it doesn't matter if it's hot for her, she can eat it slowly.

The theory is correct, but...

"That's what I've eaten." Mu Wange still couldn't accept that Gu Yanshen would eat what he had eaten. This was too...

She and Xi Nancheng have known each other for so long, and they have never eaten the same food as each other.

She always felt that it would be romantic for lovers to feed each other, or give half of the food to each other, or get a little bit of each other's saliva...

She just felt that it was unhygienic.

"Um?"

Gu Yanshen continued to eat, but raised his eyes to glance at Mu Wange, who was sitting opposite.

"There's... there's my saliva." Mu Wange muttered in a low voice. After hearing Gu Yanshen's answer, she immediately regretted saying such a thing.

"Hypocritical, how many times have we eaten each other's saliva, do you mind this little bit of saliva?" Gu Yanshen said in a moderate voice, and he didn't blush when he said inappropriate things, but to Mu Wange's ears,

But I felt the heat rising.

She wanted to refute, but his words made her don't know how to refute.

Seeing Gu Yanshen lowering his head and continuing to eat breakfast, Mu Wange looked at the bowl in front of him. This was the bowl Gu Yanshen had just eaten. It was stained with much more saliva than her bowl. The spoon was also his, and he fed every spoonful into his mouth.

I don’t know how much it got into.

She didn't really want to eat this bowl. She always felt that something was wrong. Just thinking about it made her body feel hot.

But what Gu Yanshen just said flashed through my mind...

It's so pretentious, we've already slobbered on each other so many times, yet we still care about this little bit of slobber.

If she doesn't eat it now and goes to get another bowl, she will be called hypocritical.

Mu Wange bit his lip and stared at the porridge in the bowl. He hesitated for several seconds on whether to eat or change to another bowl. Finally, he gritted his teeth, picked up the spoon, scooped up some, blew on it, and put it into his mouth.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect or because of Gu Yanshen's words. In addition to the aroma of the millet porridge in my mouth, it seemed that his breath was also spreading between the lips and teeth, which was very similar to the feeling when two people's lips and teeth were entangled.

Mu Wange's face was getting hotter and hotter. He lowered his head, ignoring Yanshen's shamelessness and blushing unsatisfactoryly.
Chapter completed!