Filled with curiosity, Shen Handu leaned closer, his voice a little hoarse: "Jiang Jiang..."
Yuan Jiang bit her lip nervously. The next second, a magnified male ghost face suddenly appeared on the huge movie screen. She screamed at just the right moment and curled up in Shen Handu's arms.
Her delicate voice trembled with a hint of a sob: "So...so scary, boohoo..."
Seeing his beloved cowering in fear, her face pale, Shen Handu's romantic thoughts vanished instantly. He frowned slightly, annoyed that Yuan Jiang was spoiling the fun, and at the same time regretting that the movie he had chosen was too scary.
He took two deep breaths and hugged Yuan Jiang's shoulders: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all fake, don't be afraid."
No matter how much Shen Handu tried to persuade her, the little girl remained huddled in his arms, terrified and unwilling to come out. Crystal tears hung in her eyes, threatening to fall, making her look utterly pitiful.
As they left the theater, Shen Handu stared intently at Yuan Jiang's pale face, sighing with a mix of helplessness and self-reproach: "If I had known you were this scared, I definitely wouldn't have chosen this movie."
“Brother…” Yuan Jiang raised her red fox eyes and said pitifully, “I’m sorry, I was too scared and I’ve disturbed your mood.”
"How can you be so sensible?" Shen Handu sighed again, raised his hand and rubbed her cheek. The girl's skin was delicate and bouncy, like jelly when he rubbed it. He didn't notice, and soon his face turned red.
Yuan Jiang frowned, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes, but she gently hummed, "Isn't it because I didn't want to spoil my brother's fun?"
"But I still don't think I've succeeded. You're unhappy, aren't you?"
Shen Handu looked at Yuan Jiang with complicated eyes. He was about to kiss her just now, but was suddenly interrupted. How could he be happy?
It wasn't her fault; she was just too scared.
He sighed again, forced a smile, and said, "Why would I be unhappy?"
"But I do know a way to make me happy. Do you want to please your brother?"
"What method?"
Shen Handu bent down, his warm lips gently brushing against Yuan Jiang's earlobe: "Don't go back to the dorm tonight, come to my place?"
"You, you..." Yuan Jiang's face flushed red instantly. She pushed Shen Han Du away with her small hands, her beautiful fox eyes wide with shyness and struggle. She bit her lip and whispered, "Not tonight."
"I've started my period."
Shen Handu stiffened, and the smile on his face faded slightly: "Alright."
Yuan Jiang pretended not to notice Shen Handu's emotions, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
Even though her favorability rating had reached 90%, a privileged young man like Shen Handu, who was born into privilege, still didn't take her seriously. He treated her like a pet, spending money and time on her, but mostly depending on his mood. He never treated her as an equal.
But it doesn't matter, in her heart, Shen Han Du is a despicable person!
Yuan Jiang's gaze deepened. She took out her phone, glanced at the time, and whispered, "Brother, it's already ten o'clock. Can you take me back to my dorm?"
"OK."
Having been repeatedly evaded intimacy, Shen Handu's good mood was completely ruined. He coldly escorted Yuan Jiang to the school gate and then sped away.
Yuan Jiang glanced indifferently at the departing red taillights, turned around and was about to enter the school when her phone suddenly rang.
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