"yes……"
Zhang Zhiqin immediately shrank back, holding a large bucket of popcorn pitifully and stuffing it into her mouth with tears in her eyes.
Zhan Ting suddenly stood up, stuffed the small bucket of popcorn back into Mo Yan's hand, and walked away angrily with her bag.
"I won't watch it anymore, it's boring!"
Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and quickly stood up and shouted, "Zhan Ting, the movie is about to start."
Zhan Ting ignored him and walked out of the theater without looking back.
Zhang Zhiqin stared blankly at Zhan Ting as she left, then turned to look at Mo Yan:
"Did I provoke her, or did you provoke her?"
Mo Yan stared at this guy coldly, and suddenly burst out laughing:
"Sha Fork!"
Zhang Zhiqin asked in confusion, "Why are you cursing again?"
Mo Yan laughed more and more happily, giggling so hard that her body shook uncontrollably, causing the boy from the young couple next to her to turn around and look at Mo Yan's shaking curves with his eyes wide open. He only reacted when the girl pinched him angrily and quickly apologized to his girlfriend.
Mo Yan laughed until tears were about to come out, then she gradually stopped. Seeing Zhang Zhiqin staring at her blankly, her expression turned cold again:
"What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at the big...N-nothing."
Zhang Zhiqin swallowed his saliva, quickly sat up straight, looked straight ahead, and said seriously:
"Sister Mo, please sit down quickly, the movie is about to start."
Mo Yan narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Where should I sit?"
Zhang Zhiqin was stunned for a moment, looked at the couple's seat with two empty seats next to it, and subconsciously pointed over there:
"Of course you sit..."
Then he felt something was wrong. Seeing a dangerous light flashing in Mo Yan's narrowed eyes, he immediately pointed to the seat next to him:
"Sit here."
Half an hour later.
Zhang Zhiqin stared at the big screen, but her mind was not on the movie at all.
In fact, he usually likes watching movies. If he comes across a good blockbuster, he will even go to the cinema alone to watch it.
Today's movie is also good, a suspenseful detective film with a thrilling plot. The audience in the theater exclaimed from time to time as the plot progressed.
But Zhang Zhiqin didn't get into the plot at all. He was hunched over the whole time, his face flushed red, and he looked constipated.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Yan, who was standing next to him, noticed Zhang Zhiqin's abnormality and asked.
"No, it's okay. It's too exciting."
Zhang Zhiqin answered with difficulty.
"Stimulate?"
Mo Yan looked at the big screen. The movie was at a transitional plot at that moment. The hero and heroine were expressing their feelings to each other, and some people in the theater took the opportunity to go to the bathroom. How could this be exciting?
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin again and found that his breathing had become heavier and his body was bent even more. He said with concern:
"You can watch movies anytime."
"No, absolutely not!" Zhang Zhiqin seemed frightened, as if afraid that Mo Yan would discover some secret, and quickly waved her hand to deny it.
Mo Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing at the guy's inexplicably stupid look, shook his head, ignored him, and continued watching the movie.
From time to time, she would take popcorn from the popcorn bucket in his hand and eat it. This action was quite natural, but because the two of them were sitting in a couple's seat, too close to each other, every time Mo Yan did something, their bodies would "rub" against each other.
The faint smell of Mo Yan would occasionally penetrate into Zhang Zhiqin's nostrils, tormenting his nerves.
Books often say that some women have body odor, but Zhang Zhiqin didn't believe it before. She always thought that women must have used too much cosmetics and the odor was absorbed into their bodies.
But now that he was sitting so close and smelling the scent on Mo Yan, he finally believed it.
At the same time, I am a little confused.
This smell doesn't sound like cosmetics, nor is it the so-called light fragrance. It's a smell that's a bit like a mixture of milk and flowers.
"Sister Mo..."
Zhang Zhiqin suddenly asked, "Do you really like drinking milk?"
Mo Yan gave him a strange look, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"fine."
Zhang Zhiqin answered, then muttered softly:
"It's really well marinated."
"What?" Mo Yan asked with a frown.
"No, nothing, I'm going to pee."
Zhang Zhiqin couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up and ran outside. However, he kept hunching his body like a shrimp, as if he was afraid of exposing something of his.
Mo Yan looked at the guy's embarrassed back, and suddenly a smug and arrogant smile appeared on his face:
"Hmph, little virgin."
After a while, Zhang Zhiqin returned to the theater with water droplets still on her face.
Now he no longer hunches over and walks with his chest held high.
He walked in front of Mo Yan, hesitated for a moment, and seemed to want to sit in the couple's seat on the other side. Mo Yan coughed, and he immediately sat down next to Mo Yan.
"Are you okay?"
Mo Yan rested his right elbow on the armrest of the chair, crossed his legs, leaned slightly against the armrest, and looked at Zhang Zhiqin leisurely.
"It's okay."
Zhang Zhiqin smiled awkwardly. She had just spent five minutes in the bathroom showering with cold water on her face before finally calming down.
"I told you not to hold on."
Mo Yan suddenly said with a mischievous smile on his face.
"How is that possible? There is absolutely no such thing!"
Zhang Zhiqin immediately denied it.
"hehe."
Mo Yan stopped talking and moved a little further away from Zhang Zhiqin.
Huh~~
Now Zhang Zhiqin finally breathed a sigh of relief and watched the movie with peace of mind.
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