Chapter 229

"Yes..."

Zhang Zhiqin immediately withdrew, pitifully holding a large bucket of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth with tears.

Zhan Ting suddenly stood up, stuffed the small bucket of popcorn back into Mo Yan's hand, and stormed away with her bag.

"No, it's boring!"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned. He quickly stood up and shouted, "Zhan Ting, the film will start soon."

Zhan Ting ignored him and walked out of the cinema without looking back.

Zhang Zhiqin stared at Zhan Ting leaving and turned to Mo Yan:

"Did I provoke her, or did you provoke her?"

Mo Yan stared at this guy coldly and suddenly burst out laughing:

"Sand fork!"

Zhang Zhiqin puzzled and said, "why do you curse again?"

Mo Yan laughed more and more happily. He giggled wildly, which made the boy next to the little couple turn his head and look at Mo Yan's shaking curve. His eyes were straight. He was pinched by the girl angrily before he reacted, and quickly apologized to his girlfriend.

Mo Yan smiled so much that tears were coming out. Then she gradually stopped. When she saw Zhang Zhiqin staring at herself, her expression became cold again:

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm watching big... Nothing, nothing."

Zhang Zhiqin swallowed his saliva, quickly sat up straight, looked straight ahead and said solemnly:

"Sister Mo, sit down quickly. The movie is about to start."

Mo Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "where do I sit?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned, looked at the lovers' seat with two empty seats next to him, and subconsciously pointed to the other side:

"Of course you sit..."

Then he felt something was wrong. Seeing the dangerous light shining in Mo Yan's slightly narrowed eyes, he immediately pointed to the seat next to him:

"Sit here."

In half an hour.

Zhang Zhiqin stared at the big screen, but his mind was not in the film at all.

In fact, he usually likes watching movies. If he meets a good-looking blockbuster, he will even come to the cinema alone.

Today's film is also good. It's suspense detective. The plot is tense and exciting. The audience in the cinema often screams with the plot.

But Zhang Zhiqin didn't enter the plot at all. He bowed all the way, his face flushed and looked constipated.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Yan next to Zhang Zhiqin noticed the difference and asked.

"No, it's okay. It's so exciting."

Zhang Zhiqin replied with difficulty.

"Exciting?"

Mo Yan looks at the big screen. At this time, the film is an excessive plot. The men and women talk to each other there. Some people in the cinema take the opportunity to go out to the bathroom. Where is it exciting?

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin again and found that his breathing became heavier and his body bent more. He was concerned about the tunnel:

"You can watch movies at any time. Don't hold on."

"No hard... Support, absolutely not!" Zhang Zhiqin seemed to be startled. For fear that Mo Yan might find something secret, he quickly waved his hand and denied it.

Mo Yan saw this guy's inexplicable stupidity, couldn't help laughing again, shook his head, ignored him and continued to watch the film.

From time to time, he took popcorn from the popcorn bucket in his hand. This action was very natural, but because they were sitting in the lovers' seat and were too close, Mo Yan would "wipe" their bodies in every work.

Mo Yan's faint smell also penetrated into Zhang Zhiqin's nostrils from time to time, torturing his nerves.

Books often say that some women have body fragrance. Zhang Zhiqin didn't believe it before. He always felt that women must have used too much cosmetics and pickled it.

But now sitting so close and smelling Mo Yan, he finally believed it.

At the same time, I was a little confused.

This taste is not like cosmetics, nor is it the so-called faint fragrance, or the smell that is a bit like the mixture of milk and flowers.

"Mo, sister Mo......"

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly asked, "do you like milk very much?"

Mo Yan looked at him strangely, "yes, what's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Zhang Zhiqin replied, and then whispered:

"Sure enough, it still tastes salted."

"What?" Mo Yan asked with a frown.

"Nothing, nothing. I'll pee."

Zhang Zhiqin couldn't stand it anymore. He quickly stood up and ran outside. But he kept bowing like a shrimp, as if he was afraid to expose something of himself.

Mo Yan looked at the guy's embarrassed back and suddenly showed a proud and proud smile on his face:

"Hum, little virgin."

After a while, Zhang Zhiqin returned to the cinema with water droplets on his face.

Now the body is not bowed, and the chest is raised when walking.

He hesitated in front of Mo Yan and seemed to want to sit in the lovers' seat on the other side. Mo Yan coughed and immediately sat down next to Mo Yan.

"Is everything okay?"

Mo Yan supported the armrest of the chair with his right elbow, folded his feet, crossed his legs, leaned slightly against the armrest and looked at Zhang Zhiqin leisurely.

"It's all right."

Zhang Zhiqin smiled. He finally calmed down after washing his cold face in the bathroom for five minutes.

"I told you not to hold on."

Mo Yan said suddenly with a narrow smile on his face.

"How is it possible? There is no hard... Hard support, absolutely not!"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately denied.

"Ha ha."

Mo Yan stopped talking and moved down a little away from Zhang Zhiqin.

Call~~

Zhang Zhiqin finally breathed a sigh of relief and watched the film at ease.

An hour later, the film was over.

The audience in the cinema ended in order. The couple sitting next to Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin stood up first. The boy who had peeked at Mo Yan and was caught by his girlfriend pretended to move his neck unintentionally and glanced at Mo Yan again.

This time, the girl didn't notice. She took her bag, skillfully put her hand through her boyfriend's arm and held his arm.

The boy quickly turned back and walked out of the cinema side by side with his girlfriend.

Mo Yan looked at the back of the little couple. Somehow, he seemed stunned.

"Sister Mo, let's go."

Zhang Zhiqin found Mo Yan still standing there, so he urged.

Uh?

Suddenly, he found that his arm was surrounded by a soft arm, a soft body leaned against him, and the milk smell began to drill into his nose again.

"Mo, Mo Da..."

"Don't move, let me try."

Mo Yan's cold voice shook slightly.

Zhang Zhiqin cried and dared not move. He thought that no matter what you want to try, can you hurry up, or I'll have to hold on again.

Mo Yan walked forward with Zhang Zhiqin's arm in his arms. Zhang Zhiqin was like a zombie. His whole body was straight and his knees wouldn't bend when walking.

"Thank you."

When they walked out of the cinema, Mo Yan suddenly whispered.

"Why thank me..."

Before Zhang Zhiqin finished, his cell phone suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was his aunt.

When the phone was connected, my normally gentle aunt came up and asked:

"Zhiqin, what's the matter with you and Xiaoting? Why did you make people cry when you first met? "