Christopher's brows drew together when he came. Obviously, he minded the soup stains on his clothes very much.
Molly had spent quite a bit of time with Christopher, and she felt that he had a little thing about germs. It wasn't that serious, but she could tell it from his usual behavior.
"Let's eat first." Christopher looked up at her while relaxing his forehead a little.
Molly picked up her chopsticks and said, "Okay."
She took two bites and stole a glance at Christopher.
Christopher was focused. Unlike most people, he never looked at his phone when eating. But Molly usually did the opposite.
But Christopher didn't even take his phone, so she was embarrassed to take hers.
Christopher remained silent, and Molly didn't know what to say, so she kept eating with her head down.
Suddenly, Molly remembered something and looked up at Christopher.
Sensing her gaze, Christopher asked, "What's wrong?"
"Didn't we agree that I would buy you dinner?" It was Christopher who went to buy food and pay the bill.
Christopher thought it was something big, so hearing that, he looked relieved and said softly, "Next time."
"OK," Molly nodded.
She was fine with that.
It meant that Christopher wasn't that angry.
He didn't seem to eat fast, but he still finished his meal before Molly.
Besides, he had cleaned his plate.
However, Molly felt she couldn't finish it all. Noticing him eat it up, she was embarrassed to have leftovers, so she ate slowly.
She thought she didn't let it show, but Christopher still sensed it.
Christopher's voice came from above her head.
"Don't eat if you can't."
"I can eat a little more..."
After taking a little more, Molly really put down her chopsticks.
Noticing that Christopher had been staring at her, she felt a little awkward. "I'm full."
Christopher picked up her plate without saying a word.
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