Chapter 114: Flirting
Halfway through the movie, Lian Yuqing yawned, turned around and saw several people hurriedly running out to pee.
The others were still staring at the screen, and she looked up at the man next to her.
He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes that shone in the dark. Even when watching a movie, he still sat upright, as if he was attending an important meeting.
But Lian Yuqing just wanted to destroy his seriousness, so she leaned to the side without saying a word and put her arms around the man's thin waist.
The limbs under his arms were completely frozen. Wei Dong retracted his gaze and moved it downwards, but the man smiled and said, "Don't mind me, keep watching."
Suddenly, his scalp felt numb and his jawline tightened. Wei Dong tightened his fists above his knees because a hand slipped into his clothes. The cool touch brushed across his warm skin and soon became extremely hot.
He said hoarsely, "Stop making trouble."
At this time, Lian Yuqing looked up, her big black and white eyes full of innocence. She pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "But what should I do if my hands are cold?"
His Adam's apple rolled rapidly a few times, and Wei Dong said, "Take it out, I'll warm it up for you with my hand."
"No, your palms are as rough as old tree bark, how can they taste as good as this hot tofu?"
If the other person was unwilling to take it out, it would not be difficult for Wei Dong to force it out. It would be bad if someone saw it, so he used the scout's full concentration to make sure no one could see Lian and Qing's small movements. He bent his waist slightly and hid the troublesome hand.
But she was really too much. She slid her fingers from his lower abdomen to his chest. Lian Yuqing leaned close to his ear and blew gently: "Why are you sweating? Are you hot?"
Wei Dongjian felt like he was being tortured to death by her. His will could not control his body's reactions, and he had to distract himself and observe his surroundings. Yet she kept teasing him.
"Don't...go home..." Wei Dong said gritting his teeth.
Because she was pinching him...
"Really?"
"Um."
Lian Yuqing asked twice in a row, and he asked her to let go each time with a serious look on his face. She pouted and let go of his hand, withdrawing it mercilessly, bringing a gust of cold wind into her clothes.
Although the finger that caused the trouble was no longer there, Wei Dong was still feeling hot all over. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
After a few minutes, why are the people next to me so quiet?
He turned his head and saw that the person who had been lazily leaning against him had actually moved to the other end of the long bench, leaving a large gap between them. She and Qian Liang were each eating a handful of melon seeds with relish.
"Why do your melon seeds taste better than mine?"
Qian Liang smiled innocently: "My mother is famous in the village for her fried melon seeds. This time she sent me a lot. If sister-in-law likes them, I will send them to you some other day. There are still more than ten kilograms."
"You're welcome, I have a lot of comic books at home that I can lend you."
Qian Liang's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that he was interested in the comic strip.
Suddenly, Lian Yuqing shuddered forward, and half of the melon seeds in her hand fell out. She turned around and glared at the culprit, "What are you doing? The melon seeds are all scattered. It's such a long bench, and you have to squeeze in with your big butt!"
Wei Dong went from being angry at the beginning to feeling aggrieved at this moment, and he felt very uncomfortable. She was obviously interested in him five minutes ago, but now she was not as good as a handful of melon seeds.
He said coldly: "I didn't notice."
Unexpectedly, he was pulled to the other side of the bench. Qian Liang paused while holding the melon seeds. He originally thought that the seeds would fall and he had them here. But Wei Ying was whispering to his sister-in-law, so he didn't dare to say anything.
"Eating too many melon seeds can easily cause nosebleeds," he said.
"Heh." Lian Yuqing turned his head away with disdain.
After a while, Wei Dong said, "Do you want to continue playing?"
Play? What to play? Just his abdominal muscles and his somewhat impressive pectoral muscles.
It's hard, what's there to play with?
“No.”
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