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Feng Jiu was slightly startled, and immediately turned to look.

I saw Zuo Hai leaning on the door frame of the kitchen, holding an apple in one hand, looking at her with a smile.

Feng Jiu couldn't help frowning, someone was standing behind her, and she didn't even notice it.

Although it may be that Zuo Hai deliberately hid her movements and breath, but she couldn't find it in time, which still made her feel that something should not be.

At the same time, it also made her suddenly realize that Long Yutian's influence on her was so great, even to the point of chaos......

"You're a little weird today." Zuo Hai suddenly put away his smile and stared at her seriously.

Feng Jiu was stunned and blinked, "What's strange?" ”

Zuo Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, looking thoughtful, "Hmm...... Seems to have something on your mind? ”

Feng Jiu is embarrassed, is her appearance so obvious?

Zuo Hai suddenly smiled again, "It seems that I guessed correctly, I really have something on my mind." ”

"Nope." Feng Jiu pretended to be calm, then lowered his gaze to look at the apple in Zuo Hai's hand, and quietly changed the topic, "Are you going to wash the apple?" Give it to me. ”

Who knows, Zuo Hai walked in directly, "It's just to wash an apple, I'll do it myself." ”

As he spoke, his tall and thin figure had already arrived in front of Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu hurriedly stepped back.

It's just that after taking half a step back, his back hit the wall.

On the left is the pool and the cooking table, on the right is the stove, and the narrow aisle in the middle has been blocked by the left sea, and Fengjiu can't get out of it.

No way, the kitchen is too small.

One person is okay, but two people immediately seem crowded.

Moreover, the two of them were very close, which made Feng Jiu feel very uncomfortable.

Zuo Hai looked calm, reached out and took out a glass plate from the cabinet above, put two apples in it, and put the glass plate in the pool.

Then, he suddenly looked back at Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu also looked at him, always feeling that he was a little strange tonight.

At this moment, Zuo Hai stretched out a hand silently and walked towards Fengjiu's front door.

Feng Jiu instinctively tilted his head.

Zuo Hai's hand suddenly fell short, but he didn't take it back, but pressed it on the wall on the side of Feng Jiu's head, looked down at Feng Jiu slightly, and smiled with a hint of narrowness in his crooked eyes, "Okay, if you did it on purpose, then you succeeded, this shape is very cute." ”

"What do you mean?" Feng Jiu frowned slightly and looked at him puzzled.

Zuo Hai unhurriedly stretched out an index finger of his other hand, poked it lightly on Feng Jiu's forehead, and then shook the fingertips stained with a circle of foam at Feng Jiu, "Apply the foam of dish soap to your forehead, Sister Xiaowei, is this the latest popular outfit?" ”

Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that it must have been when she knocked on her head just now, and the dish soap foam on her hand was stained on her forehead......

Fengjiu raised his hand to wipe it.

Zuo Hai immediately reached out and pressed her wrist and looked at her funny, "You don't think there are enough Momo'er on your head, right?" Don't move. ”

As he spoke, he reached out to help her wipe the foam off her forehead.

Feng Jiu was faster than him, one hand was lightning in front of his palm, and at the same time he lowered his head and rubbed his forehead hard against his sleeve.

"Alright." She looked up at Zuo Hai faintly.

Zuo Hai stared at the pair of dark and indifferent eyes behind the glasses, and frowned invisibly.

Could it be that he is overthinking?

Or is she ......

Before he could think about it, Xiao Liang suddenly shouted next door, "Uncle Xiaohai, come here!" ”