SD Chapter 22: It hurts a little

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Looking back, Tao Mingzhuo also felt that his desire to win at that time was a bit inexplicable.

He just felt that when Jing Ci teased him just now, he showed a calm and calm attitude, so why couldn't he fight back?

Tao Mingzhuo knew that such an idea was illogical and as childish as a primary school student who was determined to retaliate, but he just wanted to try it once.

The little girls showed Tao Mingzhuo some screenshots from the game.

The project Tao Mingzhuo is working on is a PVP game. The design of the character focuses more on the performance in battle, as well as the feel and impact when using skills, which are not within the scope of the original artist's responsibility. Therefore, he usually only needs to design according to the given character and background and radiate his own ideas.

However, the games that Yang Kening and these girls like are more plot-oriented. Not only do they have to make the characters fit the copywriting settings, but there are also a lot of interactions between the characters, so the artist's workload will be much greater. Tao Mingzhuo scrolled through and found that there were things like holding hands, battle damage, princess hugs, etc. He just wanted to express his admiration for the artist of this game project.

Tao Mingzhuo finally chose the princess hug.

The moment he picked up Jing Ci and saw the slightly surprised expression on his face, Tao Mingzhuo felt a little happy in his heart.

But then, when Jing Ci put his hand around his neck in a slightly affectionate way, and their bodies were close to each other, Tao Mingzhuo began to feel a little at a loss.

But after doing it this far, he could only hold on and continue to lie with an unchanging expression: "They said they really hope that we can do this action, and I... I can't help it."

Jing Ci was stunned . After a while, they just said: "It doesn't matter, just help them."

They fell into silence.

The quiet air made it easy for people to think wildly. After a few seconds, Tao Mingzhuo suddenly realized that one of his hands was on Jing Ci's waist.

Although Yang Kening's previous description contained a lot of exaggeration, Jing Ci's waist is indeed very thin, and it is not that dry and thin, but a kind of beauty with strong lines and toughness.

Jing Ci always wore suits and shirts when he was in the company, and the visual impact was not that strong. However, at this moment, he was really touching Jing Ci's waist.

Indeed...it's very thin. Tao Mingzhuo thought blankly.

At this time, Tao Mingzhuo's hand was covering the small piece of flesh on Jing Ci's lower back. He only felt that the skin was slightly cool, and it felt delicate and soft against his palm.

Tao Mingzhuo's throat suddenly became dry and hoarse. He tried to convince himself that it must be because there were too many people in the venue and the clothes were too thick, so he felt so stuffy.

He wanted to move his hand away, but he felt that doing so would mean that there was no silver in this place.

Jing Ci had been quiet and didn't speak. Tao Mingzhuo felt that his heartbeat was so loud that he didn't know if Jing Ci could hear it.

Tao Mingzhuo didn't dare to meet his eyes, so he could only continue to hug him stiffly, waiting for the little girls to finish taking pictures.

After a while, he heard Jing Ci whisper in his ear: "They said it's okay."

Tao Mingzhuo slowly came back to his senses. He said "hmm" and bent down. Carefully put Jing Ci back on the ground.

Jing Ci stood up straight, met Tao Mingzhuo's gaze, and smiled.

Tao Mingzhuo looked away in a panic.

Jing Ci didn't actually say anything, but Tao Mingzhuo still felt uncomfortable. His heartbeat was so loud that it seemed to be in his ears. He felt that he urgently needed to drink three large gulps of water to suppress it.

However, as soon as he turned his head, Tao Mingzhuo met the angry Yang Kening's eyes.

"Traitor!" Yang Kening pulled Tao Mingzhuo to the corner and said through gritted teeth at a volume that Jing Ci couldn't hear, "You are my sons, how can you just agree to let others take photos casually, and why should a princess hug you like this?" The most outrageous plot!"

Tao Mingzhuo didn't understand the specific rules of their circle. Seeing her serious expression, he was really frightened for a moment, and he didn't have time to care about what she said: "I son".

"I don't know if I can't take it." Tao Mingzhuo hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "What should I do, should I ask them to delete it now?"

Yang Kening waved her hand and coughed: "That's fine. No, there is still a chance to save it."

"Can you discuss with Mr. Jing and let him do the princess hug again?" Yang Kening then performed a Sichuan opera face change, shyly. He started to clasp his fingers, "I want to take pictures too, but I'm too embarrassed to talk to Mr. Jing anymore."

Tao Mingzhuo felt very strange: "What's so bad about talking about this?"

Yang Kening looked even more confused. : "Are you kidding? He is also my boss. Even if he has no airs, the relationship between superior and subordinate is still here."

"At that time, I was too sad, so I asked in a hot head . If Mr. Jing is willing to help me with the role, only someone with a good temper like Mr. Jing is willing to agree to it." Yang Kening sighed quietly, "After I got home, I thought about it carefully and thought it was quite thrilling. Next time. You must not be so reckless anymore. After all, work is still more important than games."

Tao Mingzhuo: "...So you are aware of it."

Yang Kening pretended not to understand the strangeness in his words.

"But the relationship between you two is obviously different." Yang Kening chuckled, "Of course, I won't ask too much about what happened between you, but mom really needs you again Hug me once, so can you ask for me?"

As he walked back, Tao Mingzhuo was inexplicably lost in thought.

Jing Ci had some different thoughts about herself, which Tao Mingzhuo knew from the beginning.

When the two of them ate together at first, Tao Mingzhuo almost didn't eat well. At that time, his mind was filled with thoughts like "How can I refuse if my boss likes me and keeps asking me to eat free meals every day?"

But now if Yang Kening hadn't reminded him, Tao Mingzhuo would have almost forgotten the fact that Jing Ci was his boss.

It's not so much that Jing Ci is a good-tempered and unassuming boss, but that they spend too much time together in private. The familiarity in their relationship has blurred the gap in their positions bit by bit.

So what kind of role does Jing Ci play now in his heart? He thought a little dazedly.

Jing Ci was lowering her head to arrange her clothes. When she raised her head, she saw Tao Mingzhuo walking towards her with a complicated expression.

He seemed to have anticipated something and stopped what he was doing.

Tao Mingzhuo said bravely: "Yang Kening told me that I want to film the princess hugging her again later. I wonder if that's okay?"

Jing Ci looked at Yang Kening in the distance with a look of understanding. He smiled lightly and nodded.

Tao Mingzhuo winked at Yang Kening, and Yang Kening immediately understood. He bowed crazily to Jing Ci from a distance, and then reconnected with the photographer.

Tao Mingzhuo stood beside Jing Ci pretending to be calm: "How should I put it, do you regret agreeing to this girl's stay for these three days?"

Jing Ci thought for a moment and said, "No."

"I usually pay attention to the operation and production of the game itself." He said, "This is the first time that I can observe players expressing their love for the characters up close. The different methods, although the forms are quite special, are still very interesting overall."

Tao Mingzhuo was silent for a while and nodded.

The photographer adjusted the angle, and Yang Kening waved to them, indicating that they could start posing.

After all, they were filming the same action. This time Jing Ci was much more familiar. He looked at Tao Mingzhuo and took the initiative to raise his arms, indicating that Tao Mingzhuo could come and hug him.

Tao Mingzhuo's Adam's apple moved up and down. He walked forward, put his hands on Jing Ci's waist and behind his knees again, and then firmly held the person in his arms again.

"Hey, wait, the angle of view is still not right." Yang Kening suddenly said, "Give me another two minutes, very soon, the main reason is that Tao Mingzhuo, you brat has grown too tall. You can't do it at noon in the future." Can't you eat less?"

Tao Mingzhuo was inexplicably attacked personally, feeling more unjust than anyone else: "No, why didn't you say it was because you were too short?"

Jing Ci listened to them quietly. Conversation, nothing was said.

Yang Kening turned around and continued to communicate with the photographer. Tao Mingzhuo felt that there was no need to put Jing Ci down now. He might have to pick her up again as soon as she landed.

Coupled with his strong strength, Tao Mingzhuo decided to hold him like this first, and it would probably not take long for him to be photographed.

However, it was really stuffy in the stadium, and Tao Mingzhuo's breathing was inevitably a little heavy. After a while, Jing Ci also noticed something strange about him, and gently asked in his ear: "Are you a little hot?"

Tao Mingzhuo was just about to prepare. When she said something, she heard Jing Ci say: "Don't move, your hair seems a bit messy."

Yang Kening used a relatively inferior hairspray in the morning, and the weather was already hot, so the styling effect was indeed somewhat unsatisfactory.

Jing Ci raised her hand, moved some strands of hair that were in front of Tao Mingzhuo's eyes to his ears, and gently smoothed them for him with her hands.

Tao Mingzhuo originally wanted to say "it's not very hot".

But at this moment, his Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and after a while he said, "...I'm a little thirsty."

Jing Ci nodded and said, "I saw someone selling popsicles outside. After a while, we can go together. Go and give it a try."

Tao Mingzhuo said dryly, "Okay."

After a while, Tao Mingzhuo felt that Jing Ci turned his face slightly, looked at him, and asked, "I remember what you said before. "But you have always had a sweetheart."

"How are you doing now?" he asked.

Jing Ci's tone sounded very casual.

But Tao Mingzhuo's hand suddenly shook slightly.

In fact, Tao Mingzhuo was just a little panicked, so he moved his arm very slightly at that moment and did not really let go.

But Jing Ci seemed to be frightened by his movements and moved accordingly. When he moved like this, Tao Mingzhuo became really unsteady in his arms.

Tao Mingzhuo: "You-"

Tao Mingzhuo's body tilted crookedly, and he couldn't hold the person with his hands at all. He was about to throw Jingci in his arms to the ground.

In fact, if he lets go now, Tao Mingzhuo can at least stabilize himself. But because he was unwilling to let go no matter what, the result was that Tao Mingzhuo himself was also thrown to the ground by Jing Ci.

So the two of them fell to the ground together, leaning against each other.

Tao Mingzhuo: "..."

Jing Ci: "..."

The moment before landing, Tao Mingzhuo used his elbow to cushion the impact, preventing himself from hitting Jing Ci directly.

But inevitably, the two bodies were still closely touching each other at this moment.

This fall was definitely not light, because when he landed, Tao Mingzhuo heard a muffled and heavy collision, and at the same time saw Jing Ci frowning slightly because of the pain.

Tao Mingzhuo was a little panicked. He managed to hold himself up and asked immediately, "Are you okay?

" Jing Ci waited for a long time before speaking: "...It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy." "

However, Jing Ci paused, and then said in a very soft voice: "And you pressed me... it hurt a bit. "

Tao Mingzhuo paused and realized that he was still in a state where half of his body was pressed against Jing Ci. In the eyes of outsiders, this action should have seemed wrong.

Tao Mingzhuo felt that his face was burning. , he tried to stand up in a panic, but for a while he didn't know where to start.

"Didn't we agree to hug you princess? "The next second, Yang Kening's stammering voice came from behind, "I, I've been gone for less than two minutes, you...have you already developed to this point?

"How about I, how about I not walk a little longer? " "She asked cautiously.

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