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乔桥慢慢悠悠地在案板上切豆腐，其实一直竖着耳朵听卫生间那边的动静，两个男人到底说了什么她现在都快好奇死了！
                                                                                                                                                                “你要做什么菜？”陆星也洗了洗手过来，他扫了眼厨台上的东西，“小葱拌豆腐？”
                                                                                                                                                                “嗯，不过现在看买的这点菜似乎不太够了。”乔桥虽然跟陆星不熟，但是也不止一遍地听秦瑞成提起过这个人，所以自然地就多了几分亲近，况且乔桥潜意识总觉得能跟秦瑞成做好朋友的人应该不会坏到哪儿去……
                                                                                                                                                                “没事，我刚才打电话又订了几个。”陆星很自然地接过乔桥手里的刀，“我来吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “诶，你是客人啊。”
                                                                                                                                                                “没什么。”陆星笑笑，“哪有让女孩子动手的道理。”
                                                                                                                                                                然后乔桥就眼看着对方手起刀落唰唰唰几下就把豆腐码得整整齐齐，对比刚才自己切得“多面体”，差距不要太大。
                                                                                                                                                                这感情是看不下去切得这么丑才决定亲手操刀啊……
                                                                                                                                                                “我跟秦瑞成不一样，切菜洗衣服都会做一些。”陆星解释道，“我爸是军人嘛，要不是我身体不好，也早就被扔进军营了。”
                                                                                                                                                                “是不一样。”乔桥深有同感地点点头，“我听WAWA的老员工提起过，他刚入行的时候连麦子大米都分不清楚。”
                                                                     

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