SD Chapter 32: Be good

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Jing Ci didn't speak for a long time.

Tao Mingzhuo didn't know how long they had been facing each other quietly like this. He only felt that every second of waiting seemed to be infinitely stretched, long and torturous.

At the same time, he finally and slowly recalled what he had done.

When he just watched Jing Ci walk out the door, Tao Mingzhuo suddenly had a premonition. He felt that if he didn't say something before Jing Ci walked out of the door, then this non-existent misunderstanding would disappear. Being silenced by himself, many things between them are irreparable.

Because he was anxious, his words were incoherent, and he felt as if he couldn't listen to anything Jing Ci said, so he decided to go up and kiss her first.

As for the words he said in a panic after the kiss, Tao Mingzhuo doesn't dare to think about it now. He is one of those people who gets excited quickly but also gets discouraged quickly.

He couldn't understand why he could say such awkward and extremely hot words as "Your mouth is very soft" and "I'm actually very happy".

Just when white smoke was about to slowly rise above Tao Mingzhuo's head, he heard Jing Ci say to him: "Okay."

Because the two of them were silent for too long, Tao Mingzhuo did not react at first. He looked at Jing Ci blankly, not realizing what this word meant.

Jing Ci's voice was gentle, as clear and clean as melted snow, and he spoke clearly, so Tao Mingzhuo heard her clearly.

Ah, Tao Mingzhuo thought blankly, Jing Ci just said "ok" to me.

What broke the silence was a rapid knock on the door, and it was Liang Jingjing who suddenly opened the door.

She looked embarrassed, made an apologetic gesture to Jing Ci, then pointed to her mobile phone, and said quickly: "Mr. Jing, U country wants to discuss the details of the contract again, you see Is it convenient now?"

Liang Jingjing was busy dealing with the person on the other end of the phone, so he didn't notice the subtle atmosphere in the office and the two people holding hands in the room.

Tao Mingzhuo felt as if he was waking up from a big dream, and he let go of Jing Ci's hand.

Jing Ci frowned slightly and raised her eyes to look at him, as if she wanted to say something else. However, Tao Mingzhuo seemed to have made a decision, pursed his lips and said to Jing Ci, "You go first."

He looked straight at him . Goudi stared at Jing Ci's face for a while, as if he had made up his mind, and took a deep breath.

"I...maybe come home later tonight." He took a step back and whispered to Jing Ci, "So you don't have to wait for me to eat."

Jing Ci was startled: "...What?"

But Tao Ming Zhuo didn't say anything else, just nodded to Jing Ci, then turned around and walked out the door with a quick stride.

After Tao Mingzhuo took a taxi to Tao Xue's nail salon, he realized belatedly that his behavior in the afternoon was very much like a coward who got so scared after confessing that he frightened himself and then turned around and ran away.

But now Tao Mingzhuo had no time to think about anything, because he just wanted to give the painting to Jing Ci immediately.

The nail salon and Jing Ci's residence are in two districts far apart, and there was a traffic jam for a while during the evening rush hour, so when Tao Mingzhuo returned to Jing Ci's house with the painting, it was already around 8 p.m. .

After opening the door, Tao Mingzhuo found that there were no lights on in the living room, and only a faint light came on in the kitchen.

Jing Ci stood in the kitchen, his head lowered, and his hands seemed to be busy with something. His profile looked calm and beautiful, like an oil painting with clean brushstrokes and low saturated colors.

And because the light was dim, most of Jing Ci's face was covered in shadow, so Tao Mingzhuo couldn't see his expression clearly.

But the moment she heard the sound from the door, Jing Ci raised her head almost instantly and turned to look at Tao Mingzhuo who was standing at the door.

Their eyes met silently. Although there was no basis for it, at that moment, Tao Mingzhuo felt as if Jing Ci had been waiting for him.

Jing Ci's expression didn't change much.

But Tao Mingzhuo noticed that the moment he saw himself, his shoulders seemed to relax slightly, as if he breathed a silent sigh of relief.

Tao Mingzhuo hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Jing Ci with the painting in his arms and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"

Jing Ci was quiet for a moment and replied, "I'm not very hungry."

Tao Mingzhuo paused and asked, "What's cooking in the pot?"

Jing Ci said, "I cooked the sweet potatoes we bought in the supermarket before. If we don't eat them, they will spoil."

Tao Mingzhuo thought for a while . , said "Oh": "Yes, I took that bag of sweet potatoes, because it was placed deep in the refrigerator and I forgot to eat it."

They talked about sweet potatoes, but no one My thoughts are really on that pot of sweet potatoes.

The kitchen was very quiet. You could only hear the sound of the water in the pot boiling little by little. After a while, Jing Ci raised his head, looked into Tao Mingzhuo's eyes and said, "In the afternoon, you walk very fast."

He was calmly stating a fact to Tao Mingzhuo.

But the moment he met Jing Ci's gaze, Tao Mingzhuo felt guilty for no reason. He cleared his throat: "Because I... I want to get this painting to you."

Tao Mingzhuo handed the painting to you. Arriving in front of Jing Ci.

"Yes... I painted it with the box of paints you gave me. When I was painting, I always wanted to paint something special to me, but I couldn't choose anything." Tao Mingzhuo scratched his head. , said embarrassedly, "By the time I reacted, you had already appeared on the canvas."

"Although it seems a little late, I still want to wish you a happy birthday." He said.

Jing Ci stared at himself in the painting and said nothing.

After a moment, he raised his hand, touched the ridges formed on the canvas after the paint solidified with his fingertips, and said to Tao Mingzhuo, "It's very beautiful."

"This is the first time that someone has given me a gift on my birthday. You gave me three precious gifts." Tao Mingzhuo was

stunned when he heard Jing Ci say, "Thank you."

The first gift refers to the kiss last night, the second gift refers to this painting, and the third gift refers to...

Tao Mingzhuo looked at Jing Ci blankly and found that Jing Ci was also looking at him, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his smile gentle and peaceful.

He realized that the last gift Jing Ci was referring to should be him.

At this moment, Tao Mingzhuo couldn't bear to hear such words.

His heart rate soared instantly, and he felt that his hands and feet had nowhere to rest, and his cheeks were burning to the extreme. After a moment, he lowered his head and took a deep breath in panic.

Although he knew that it might be embarrassing for him to say this, Tao Mingzhuo felt so itchy that he finally reminded Jing Ci again: "You, you said 'yes' at noon today."

Jing Ci however He looked at him blankly and asked: "What?"

Tao Mingzhuo immediately showed an expression of disbelief: "I asked you at noon if we could be together, and you said 'yes'. I heard you clearly, you, How can you go back on your word now..."

Jing Ci watched the sudden change in the expression on Tao Mingzhuo's face. After a moment, he lowered his eyes as if he couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.

"Well, I said 'ok'." Jing Ci said.

He raised his head, looked into Tao Mingzhuo's eyes, and added: "I won't go back on my word, and I won't regret it."

Only then did Tao Mingzhuo realize that Jing Ci was deliberately teasing him.

He was a little angry, but he couldn't help feeling happy because of what Jing Ci just said.

He groaned for a while, and finally couldn't help but confirm in a low voice: "Then we, are we a couple now?"

Jing Ci said, "Yes."

Tao Mingzhuo whispered "Oh" .

He lowered his head again and said nothing. He looked calm on his face. After staying for a while, he opened the drawer and began to prepare the tableware he would use later.

But the moment he raised his hand, Tao Mingzhuo's arm trembled slightly, and he just touched the spoon he had just placed at his hand.

The spoon fell to the ground, and Tao Mingzhuo hurriedly knelt down to pick it up. When he stood up, he waved his arm and knocked over the cutting board on the side.

Tao Mingzhuo: "..."

All the ingredients on the chopping board fell to the ground with a clatter. The more things dropped, the more panicked Tao Mingzhuo became. The more panicked he became, the more things he touched, just like... A real-life "Tom and Jerry" was staged.

Ten minutes passed, and after picking up everything clumsily, Tao Mingzhuo was completely speechless.

Jing Ci knew that if he continued to stay by Tao Mingzhuo's side, his temperature would soon exceed that of the sweet potatoes in the pot.

"I'll go to the living room to take care of some work first." Jing Ci said warmly, "The sweet potatoes should be cooked soon. Can you help me keep an eye on them for five minutes and then put them on the plate?"

Tao Mingzhuo looked at him blankly. He: "Okay."

Jing Ci nodded, took off his apron, then raised his hand in front of Tao Mingzhuo.

It took Tao Mingzhuo a while to realize that Jing Ci was trying to tie his apron.

In fact, he was just staring at the sweet potatoes in the pot, so there was no need to wear an apron. However, Tao Mingzhuo still pursed his lips and lowered his head honestly.

Jing Ci put the apron around Tao Mingzhuo's neck.

Then he walked behind Tao Mingzhuo and helped him tie his apron.

Neither of them spoke. Tao Mingzhuo couldn't see Jing Ci's face, but he could feel the movements of the other person's hands on his lower back. He felt that his breathing became a little faster again.

After a while, Jing Ci walked up to Tao Mingzhuo again.

He raised his hand, touched Tao Mingzhuo's hair gently, and said, "Be good."

The water in the pot began to boil, and the bubbles burst one after another. A thick mist formed on the lid of the pot, and the air was thick. Very quiet.

Jing Ci put down his hand, smiled at Tao Mingzhuo, then turned and left the kitchen.

Tao Mingzhuo was stunned for a while, then raised his hand and touched his hair.

The boiling water in the pot made a gurgling sound. Doctor Wen curiously ran to Tao Mingzhuo, wagging his tail and looking into the pot.

Then Tao Mingzhuo suddenly smiled "hehe".

He lowered his head, as if speaking to Dr. Wen, and imitating the way Jing Ci had just spoken to him, murmuring: "... Be good."

He... was with Jing Ci.

Today is May 20th. Although Tao Mingzhuo has always scorned such a crooked holiday, if it were placed on himself, then he would have a very double standard and think that this is fate's arrangement and destiny destined by God.

Although he was happy, Tao Mingzhuo felt a little distressed.

Compared to his clumsy tongue and his excitement that was revealed in every move, Tao Mingzhuo felt that Jing Ci could always remain calm and composed.

He obviously likes her so much and has liked her for so long. Why does he never show any flaws when facing him and can he always be so calm?

Just like when he was taking pictures at the Comic Con, Tao Mingzhuo had this sour, unreasonable desire to win again.

He came to his senses after a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Tao Mingzhuo felt that he was a little too naive. Since he and Jing Ci were already in love, why was there any need to distinguish who won and who lost, and to narrowly compare who cared more about whom?

Tao Mingzhuo exhaled and then remembered that there were still sweet potatoes cooking in the pot. He looked at the time on his phone and felt that five minutes had passed.

However, when Tao Mingzhuo turned down the heat, opened the lid of the pot, and took a look inside the pot, he was suddenly startled: "This is..."

He was stunned for a moment, subconsciously turned around and looked at the person in the pot. Jing Ci was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

After a while, Tao Mingzhuo turned his head again. He made no sound, but the corners of his mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

He turned off the heat, couldn't help grinning, and used a spoon to fish out a whole bag of unopened sweet potatoes from the pot.

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