your little tail

Ji Ling hadn't seen Mo Jingyu for a few days, and she wanted to die of the good smell.

But for some reason, Mo Jingyu avoided her like a plague god.

You can't touch the pantry, nor can you touch the bathroom.

Ji Ling looked at the closed door of the boss's office, propped his chin with his hands, and his baby-like delicate cheeks bulged slightly.

at lunchtime.

Ji Ling knocked on the door of Mo Jingyu's office.

"Please come in."

With his hands behind his back, Ji Ling took a deep breath of fresh air, and his eyes became bright.

"Mr. Mo, don't you want to eat?"

Mo Jingyu raised his head, his eyes were cold, "I will eat when I want to eat, don't worry about it."

Ji Ling glanced at the sandwich in her hand, and said, "Don't eat fast food all the time, you will become malnourished. Also, you have to set a fixed meal time, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach."

Mo Jingyu raised her eyelids lightly, and moved her chin forward slightly, "What and when do I eat, it's none of your business? You have to remember that you are just an intern, don't do unnecessary things."

She turned her eyes back to the paper on the table, "It's best, don't hang around in front of me if you have nothing to do in the future."

"Oh."

1 minutes passed.

Mo Jingyu raised her head, "Why don't you leave?"

"Don't Mo always dislike me?" Ji Ling lowered her head, twisted the fingers of both hands together, and Dou Da's tears dripped down on the ground, "I'll resign later, I won't come back tomorrow .”

Through getting along with each other these days, Ji Ling concluded that Mo Jingyu is a soft eater.

She thought to herself: It's tiring to pretend to be pitiful, or just follow what my father said and let my younger brother marry him home, and I don't have to be responsible anyway.

Mo Jingyu pursed the corners of her lips and made a straight line, "I need my signature to resign."

Ji Ling raised his head, his eyes were flushed, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Mo Jingyu eased her tone, and said: "So don't think too much, as long as you work hard, I won't have any opinions on you."

Ji Ling raised the corners of his mouth in an instant, his almond eyes were slightly curved, and the pear blossom with rain was very pitiful.

"Then let me treat Mr. Mo to dinner, okay?"

"No need." Mo Jingyu was about to say that he didn't have time, but when he saw Ji Ling's drooping mouth again, he changed his words in a mysterious way: "I'm the boss, I'll treat you to dinner."

Ji Ling: "Everyone says I'll treat you to dinner, wait for me." After saying that, he opened the door and went out, leaving no room for Mo Jingyu to refute.

After a while, Ji Ling brought in a bento bag and placed it on the low table in front of the sofa. Inside were two bento boxes.

As she opened the box, she said, "I've never invited anyone to dinner! You are the first!"

Not long after, several attractive dishes appeared on the low table.

Mo Jingyu didn't expect that Ji Ling said he would bring the dinner himself.She was stunned for a moment, then put down the work at hand. "I'm going to wash my hands."

Like a child, Ji Ling jumped a few times and jumped to Mo Jingyu's side, "I'll go with you!"

Ji Ling was a little excited, she hadn't had dinner with anyone for a long, long time.

Although in order to reassure mom and dad, she always said that she likes to eat alone.After a long time, I believed it myself.

But in her heart, she actually wanted to share with others.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, she doesn't want to have to taste it alone every time.

When Mo Jingyu was washing his hands, from the corner of his eye, he saw that Ji Ling was scrubbing every crevice of his fingers very carefully.She sometimes felt that Ji Ling lived a finer life than her, and she didn't look like a child from a poor family at all.But he didn't think too much about other things, he just treated Ji Ling as his tutor.

"Mr. Mo?" Ji Ling stretched out his hand and waved in front of Mo Jingyu's eyes, "Why are you in a daze?"

"It's okay." Mo Jingyu turned off the tap, took out two pieces of paper and dried her hands.

Back in the office, the two sat side by side on the sofa, and Ji Ling handed Mo Jingyu a pair of chopsticks.It is the disposable chopsticks of the company.

In such a comparison, Ji Ling's wooden and metal-bound chopsticks look more refined and luxurious.

Mo Jingyu's eyes fell on Ji Ling's chopsticks, and he seemed to ask casually: "Your chopsticks are very beautiful, are they given by others?"

Ji Ling thought for a while, "Well, my things are all bought by others."

Mo Jingyu withdrew his gaze and took a bite of the dish closest to him. "delicious."

Ji Ling looked serious, "Mr. Mo, don't talk while eating, you can praise after eating."

Mo Jingyu couldn't help gritting her teeth, her chest heaved, and she continued to move her chopsticks.

Ji Ling ate slowly, chewing every bite at a leisurely pace, like a flawless, moving painting.

Mo Jingyu tilted his head slightly, his eyes were firmly caught by Ji Ling's opening and closing cherry lips and the tip of her pink tongue, and her pupils quietly opened.

After a while, she came back to her senses and lowered her eyes.

After half an hour, there was almost nothing left in the lunch box.

Ji Ling wiped her mouth and smiled smugly at Mo Jingyu, "It's delicious, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Mo Jingyu avoided Ji Ling's direct gaze, "It's delicious."

Ji Ling tidied up the lunch boxes on the table and put them back into the lunch bag.Then he turned to Mo Jingyu, "Mr. Mo can now share his dining experiences with me."

Mo Jingyu frowned slightly, and subconsciously tilted her ears towards Ji Ling, "Huh?"

She suspected she had heard it wrong.

Ji Ling thought that Mo Jingyu couldn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and said, "It's just which dish do you think is the best, which dish do you want to eat next time, which dish do you dislike, whether you like sweet or spicy, whether the saltiness is right Appropriate or something."

The continuous hot air hit the ears, and Mo Jingyu's pupils lost focus for an instant. She blinked slowly a few times, and subconsciously replied: "It's all delicious."

Ji Ling nodded, seeming to agree, "My taste is quite tricky, I guess you won't dislike it."

Mo Jingyu's throat rolled, and his ears turned red again.

Ji Ling cupped her chin with both hands, flashed slightly curly eyelashes at Mo Jingyu a few times, "Do you like to have lunch with me?"

Mo Jingyu's face returned to the coldness of the past, "It's just a meal, there is nothing I like or dislike."

The corners of Ji Ling's mouth were raised high, and there was a satisfied smile on the corners of his eyes, "I really like dining with you. The food is delicious, and you are also delicious."

Mo Jingyu got up from the sofa suddenly, "Let's go out after eating!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ji Ling grabbed Mo Jingyu's hand and looked up expectantly, "Can I come tomorrow?"

Mo Jingyu stood there for two seconds, then refused without hesitation: "No."

The corners of Ji Ling's eyes drooped instantly, and his lower lip rolled up, like an aggrieved kitten.

Mo Jingyu couldn't ignore the disappointed expression on Ji Ling's face, but he didn't let go.

Ji Ling grabbed Mo Jingyu's slender fingers and shook them, her almond eyes seemed to be shooting small stars at Mo Jingyu.

Mo Jingyu looked away, and said in a stiff voice, "Then tomorrow is the last time."

The author has something to say: eat melon Author: My real name is Diss, a little intern!Dare to eat in the boss's office today, but don't know what to eat tomorrow? !