Under meals

Chapter 5 Oil Stains

Tao Mingzhuo himself is now in a state of extreme panic.

He never expected that he would have such an important position in Jing Ci's heart, and even make the other party feel that without him, life would become "meaningless" along with it.

The title of "meaning of life" is too heavy, but when Jing Ci said this sentence, she was so sure.

Tao Mingzhuo was initially surprised that Jing Ci was willing to make so many compromises just to have a meal with him, and even lowered his attitude.

And in private, he even worries about such small details as whether he is comfortable using his chopsticks and whether he feels uncomfortable.

There is no doubt that Jingci has been secretly paying attention to her for a long time, but Tao Mingzhuo did not expect that he was unilaterally... having some kind of very strong emotion for him.

Tao Mingzhuo didn't dare to think about the specific components of this feeling.

He was flustered and at a loss, he didn't know how he should face Jing Ci, and he didn't know what action Jing Ci would take against him next.

Tao Mingzhuo ate lunch very frighteningly these days, but Jing Ci, as he promised before, did not deliberately have a conversation with Tao Mingzhuo, and gave him complete freedom to eat.

Jingci would eat quietly with Tao Mingzhuo, and raised her head from time to time, silently looking at his face for a while.

Only this time, after learning that Jing Ci has some thoughts about him, Tao Mingzhuo always subconsciously feels that there are many different contents in his eyes.

Today is the seventh day they have eaten together, and Jing Ci chose Cantonese-style refreshments.

The variety of refreshments was very rich, and Tao Mingzhuo felt more and more uneasy when the whole table was spread out.

Tao Mingzhuo swallowed two quicksand bags in a row before hesitatingly opened his mouth: "Mr. Jing, in fact, I really don't need to buy so many kinds in the future. I do have a big appetite, but I don't pick anything. As long as my stomach is full, I will eat it." Okay, if this continues, I'm afraid we will waste..."

Jing Ci raised her head to look at him, bent her eyes, and said, "It's okay, you think delicious food is the most important thing."

Tao Mingzhuo: "..."

Now Tao Mingzhuo dare not think about the deep meaning of this sentence at all.

He didn't even dare to look into Jing Ci's eyes now, and he didn't know how to answer the words, so he could only give a stiff laugh, and took another big bite of the bun.

Jing Ci stared at Tao Mingzhuo's profile for a while, lowered her head, and took a bite of the quicksand bag.

The outer skin is soft, the inner filling is salty and fragrant, it is really delicious.Jing Ci thought.

Before that, Jing Ci never expected that the most important source of happiness in her life would appear in a stranger.

But the fact is so unbelievable, Jing Ci found that as long as she watched Tao Mingzhuo eat, she would miraculously develop an appetite along with it.He would start to feel hungry, and at the same time, he would feel as if whatever Tao Mingzhuo was eating would be extra delicious.

Ever since Tao Mingzhuo was discovered in the company cafeteria, Jing Ci was able to observe him every day and eat at least one meal that was tasty instead of tasteless.

In the information provided by Liang Jingjing, Jing Ci also learned about Tao Mingzhuo's basic background: he graduated from oil painting and is currently responsible for the original painting of the characters in the project. I can help change the light bulbs" "Xiao Tao is good everywhere, but he often bickers with the aunt in the cafeteria" and other good comments.

Jing Ci felt that the other party should be a more enthusiastic young man.

He also tried to recall Tao Mingzhuo's appearance during dinner, and found that the effect was not as good as seeing Tao Mingzhuo eating with his own eyes.

And if he didn't see Tao Mingzhuo for two consecutive days on weekends, he would fall back into the previous state of being unable to eat.

So after observing in the cafeteria for nearly a month, Jing Ci felt that she could try to invite Tao Mingzhuo to have lunch with her.

In fact, the development was very smooth at the beginning, but for some reason, Tao Mingzhuo always seemed to be a little absent-minded when eating together in the past two days.

Tao Mingzhuo's emotional ups and downs will also indirectly affect the effect of eating, so at this moment, his absent-mindedness has caused his eating state to be unsatisfactory.

Jing Ci thought about it for a while, and felt that Tao Mingzhuo still couldn't let it go because of the gap between the two positions.

He realized that the most important thing now is to get closer to Tao Mingzhuo and eliminate this sense of distance, so that Tao Mingzhuo can return to the comfortable state when he was eating with his colleagues before.

Jing Ci prepared a lot of snacks today, and he hoped that Tao Mingzhuo could eat more.

But Tao Mingzhuo is always in a trance, he has been eating the buns in front of him, so Jing Ci is a little worried, because there are still many untouched snacks in the corner.

Thinking of the need to get closer, Jing Ci asked Tao Mingzhuo: "Do you want to eat siu mai? It seems a little far away, I can help you get it closer."

Tao Mingzhuo was originally in a state of wandering in the sky, and he froze for a moment when he heard the words, and said: "Thank you Mr. Jing, I can make it myself in a while, I will finish eating this bun first."

He spoke very fast, Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then gave a slight "hmm".

"Actually, you don't have to keep seeing outsiders like this." Jing Ci said, "In fact, we are about the same age, and we have eaten together many times, so if you don't mind, you can treat me as your friend and call me directly. My name will do."

Jing Ci's original intention was to hope that the two of them could stop being so polite and get along more naturally and relaxed.

But after saying this, he saw that Tao Mingzhuo froze for a moment, and then coughed violently, as if he had choked on something in his mouth.

Then he heard Tao Mingzhuo coughing and waving his hands, saying intermittently: "Okay...okay..."

For some reason, Jing Ci felt that Tao Mingzhuo seemed to be more absent-minded after he said these words.

And he clearly promised to eat siu mai after eating the quicksand bag in hand, but because of the trance, Jing Ci felt that he must have forgotten what he said, and slowly picked up a new quicksand bag.

Jing Ci was a little worried that Tao Mingzhuo would be full if this went on, and other snacks would be wasted.

Because only the food that Tao Mingzhuo has eaten will have the effect of eating. If Tao Mingzhuo doesn't touch the other kinds of dim sum in the corner, then Jingci himself won't be able to eat it.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jing Ci still chose to stand up, and took the initiative to pick up a shumai placed in the distance.

Jing Ci was about to put Shaomai in front of Tao Mingzhuo, but as soon as he got closer, Tao Mingzhuo suddenly raised his head, as if he was taken aback.

Jing Ci didn't expect him to have such a big reaction. When his hands were unsteady, the chopsticks were not caught, and the round siu mai fell on Tao Mingzhuo's thigh.

Then it rolled and fell to the ground.

Jing Ci: "..."

The dropped siu mai left a small piece of oil stain on Tao Mingzhuo's trousers. Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said, "Sorry, it didn't get burned, did it?"

This kind of oil stain is not easy to deal with, Jing Ci quickly took out a few paper towels, bent down slightly, and wiped the stain on Tao Mingzhuo's thigh.

After finding that the oil stains could not be wiped off, Jing Ci felt regretful, and he felt that he seemed to be self-defeating.

He raised his head, and just as he was about to say that he could help with dry cleaning and make compensation, he found Tao Mingzhuo was sitting where he was, staring at him blankly.

It was only then that Jing Ci realized that the distance between the two of them was actually so close, and the act of wiping the grease stains on his pants just now seemed to be a relatively intimate type of physical contact.

After a long while, he saw Tao Mingzhuo lower his head, and said in a stuttering manner: "No, it's fine, I'll just wash it later."

Jing Ci looked at Tao Mingzhuo's face, was startled for a moment, and said, "...OK."

Jing Ci slowly grabbed the paper towel in her hand, then stood up, walked to the door of the office, and threw the paper ball into the trash can beside the door.

"Your face... seems a little red." After turning around, Jing Ci couldn't help asking hesitantly, "Is it too hot in the room, do you need me to open the window for you?"

The author says:

Tao Mingzhuo (blushing): He, he really...!