Quietly Admire You - Chapter 65

It would be a lie to say that she did not panic, after all, this is not the first time she has been caught peeking.

I don’t know if the president wants to believe it, she peeked at all for legitimate reasons, never to have any untoward thoughts about him.

This time it was to compare photos, last time it was to knock cp, last time it was to …… well, it was to appreciate the face value, but it was just pure appreciation.

The heart wailed, staring eyes a little sour, could not help but blink a little.

Subsequently, the president, as if to echo her general, also blinked, when the curtain lifted, the coldness at the bottom of the eyes seemed to dissipate some.

Ji Li, however, did not pay attention and already took advantage of this opportunity to turn her head and pretend to brush her phone very seriously.

She was wearing a mask, a new hat, and wasn’t wearing that black shirt jacket, the president must not recognize it!

The place to buy pastries is not far away, a total of three stops away, through the platform of another lively neighborhood, worried about not getting off the bus, the penultimate stop when the bus stopped, Ji Li got off the seat and moved to the back door.

I wanted to move to the pillar with the bell in front of it, but I knew there were too many people getting on the bus, and before she could go over, the crowd had already crowded over.

The drivers here do not stop at every stop in order to hurry, and if there is no one on the platform to get on or off, they drive straight through.

You must stop ah must stop ah.

Ji Li was thinking in her heart.

She couldn’t reach the stop button, so she could only hope that someone at the same station as her could reach the button, or yell at the driver.

Anyway, she couldn’t yell, not even with a mask.

The bus did not show any signs of slowing down as it got closer and closer to the station, and Ji Li’s heart was cold.

“Master, please stop in front.” A male voice rang out, like a life-saving straw.

The driver responded, the car slowed down.

When the door opened, Ji Li looked at the two boys squeezed over in front of her at some point, hesitantly raised her hand, ready to poke one of them in the arm: “Please let ……”

Her voice was not loud, and before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a man.

“Excuse me, please.”

The man said to the two people in front of her, then reached out and grabbed the hat on her jacket, like greeting a chick, half lifting, half tugging her out.

As she was nudged off the bus, she heard the man chant behind her, “What’s wrong with you?”

The bus started beside her and drove away.

Ji Li stood in front of the platform for two seconds and finally remembered that the voice that had just called for a stop sounded familiar.

It seems to be the president.

Turning her head to see the person who helped her get off the bus, where her gaze was level, it was a black sports jacket.

The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

“Good afternoon.” Yu Cheng returned a sentence, loosened her hat, and gently patted it twice to help smooth it out, “Have you eaten?”

“Huh?”

The topic jumped so fast that Ji Li didn’t follow.

Yu Cheng slightly bent over, only then did he see her eyes under the beige hat, which was filled with some bewilderment.

“Have you eaten? If not, let’s have a meal together.”

For the first time standing without having to raise her head to meet the president’s eyes, Ji Li couldn’t help but sweep two more eyes on his face.

“Tch.” Yu Cheng gave a laugh, “Eating or not eating, huh?”

Obviously both of them were wearing masks, but there was still a warm breath brushing through between their words, blowing Ji Li’s face a little hot.

She hurriedly took a step back and shook her head, “No, I didn’t eat.”

“Then let’s eat together.”

“…… okay.”

Inexplicably agreed to follow Yu Cheng’s footsteps in a daze until she reached the cafeteria and heard Yu Cheng ask her what to eat when she drifted back to her senses.

In the many windows of rice ah noodles ah powder ah, Ji Li raised her hand and pointed to the farthest one, “Spicy hotpot.”

Yu Cheng thought for two seconds and still didn’t follow along, “I’ll eat wontons.”

“Good.”

Carrying a large bag of pastries, Ji Li went to the window to get a vegetable basket and began to choose a dish.

In fact, she also kind of wanted to eat wontons, the reason why she chose spicy hot, because the only option she could think of to eat without making a sound and relatively simple.

Wontons are also counted, but I didn’t think of it before, and I was too embarrassed to change my mind and choose the same as the president.

Hey, when can her introverted nature change!

“Give me the bag.”

When Yu Cheng suddenly stood behind her and opened his mouth, Ji Li’s piece of cheese rice cake fell back with a “snap”.

With the sound of laughter with some restraint, her ears gradually began to burn.

“Ahem, I’ll go take a seat first.” Yu Cheng said and took the bag from her hand with the vegetable basket, turned his head and went towards the table.

The hand holding the clip tightened a bit, the heavy pressure made Ji Li slightly calmer, feeling the temperature on his face slowly return to normal.

The weekend meal time is not always very crowded, Yu Cheng found a position close to the window.

His wontons were unexpectedly slower than Ji Li’s spicy hotpot, and when he returned to his seat with the tray, Ji Li had already returned with the cutlery.

Looking at the direction she just came back, it was the sterilizer there, Yu Cheng was satisfied.

“I’ll go wash my hands, you eat first.” He said.

“Good.”

Watching Yu Cheng turn around and leave, Ji Li held her chopsticks and fell into deep thought.

Should she go and wash her hands too?

In the canteen, unless she went to the toilet before eating, the rest of the time, Ji Li could not think of washing her hands, after all, she was using chopsticks and spoons.

But the president went, so a comparison, she looks like very unhygienic.

Tangled.

“Why still not eat?”

Yu Cheng sat down with a paper towel to wipe the water stains on his hands, looking at Ji Li more self-conscious.

“Eat now.”

She took her chopsticks a little bit upwards, hoping that this would keep the germs and stuff on her hands a little bit further away from the food.

Chewing on a piece of rice cake, she couldn’t help but glance at Yu Cheng’s hand, and followed his movements, watching him place the tissues on the other side of the table.

The long, slender hands are beautifully white, and the curvature of the chopsticks is much better than normal. The actual fact is that the actual person is not a person who is not a person.

I don’t know if her gaze is too obvious, Yu Cheng also looked at his hands, “Are you wondering why I wash my hands?”

Ji Li’s chewing paused, her eyes moved away from Yu Cheng’s hands and met his gaze.

Is the president a mind reader?

Did that also read her compliments on his hands.

“I’m a bit of a clean freak.” Yu Cheng said.

When they first met before, Lu resigned and they asked this question.

“So.” Ji Li nodded her head, still keeping her mind on the guess of mind reading.

Yu Cheng lowered his head and tasted a wonton, the familiar corn and pork filling made him slightly satisfied, swallowing a bite, he looked at Ji Li once again and asked the question that had just sprung to mind.

“Ji Li, do you have time tomorrow morning?”