"Ice, where is the fruit knife?! I want to eat apples."

In the small apartment, Qian Ruozhi, who was nestled on the sofa and watching TV, suddenly shouted to the bathroom.

"Ba"

At this moment, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Mu Juebing, who had just finished taking a shower, appeared in front of her eyes. Her hair was not dry yet, and the moisture slowly condensed at the ends of her hair, forming small crystal clear water droplets, some of which were sliding down along his handsome and uninviting face.

What a beautiful man taking a bath!

Qian Ruozhi's mouth was inadvertently raised lightly, but she didn't expect that her boyfriend would be so pleasing to the eye...

"Help me dry my hair, I'll help you peel the apple."

At this time, Mu Juebing suddenly sat down on the sofa and threw the dry towel in his hand into someone's hand.

He wouldn't take this risk by letting the idiot who had never touched a knife peel the apple.

"Oh, OK!"

Qian Ruozhi accepted this equivalent exchange very happily.

He picked up the towel, got up from the sofa obediently, and the cat came behind someone and helped him wipe his hair.

Mu Juebing reached out to take out the apple from the fruit plate next to him, then plucked it in the fruit plate twice, and easily found the fruit knife someone had just asked for.

"Ah, it turns out that the knife is in the fruit plate?!"

Qian Ruozhi sighed unwillingly, and she had been searching for a long time.

When Mu Juebing heard her complaining, she couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Where there are chopsticks, there are often bowls, and where there are fruits, there are naturally fruit knives. You are unwilling to use your brain, okay?"

"Tsk, that's not?"
Chapter completed!