Jin Ancheng was rebuffed by Ling Zihuan, but he was not angry. He continued to look for the movie with his mobile phone, "what subject do you like? I'll look again. "
Today, it's hard to get out with Ling Zihuan. He doesn't want to give up the chance.
Liang ran holding a popcorn bucket was completely air in the side, her slender corner of the eye across a trace of displeasure.
Looking at Ling Zihuan's lovely face, a sudden jealousy made her out of control. With a shake of her hand, she spilled popcorn all over her body.
"Well
Ling Zihuan was wearing a snow-white cotton padded suit, and even his feet were wearing white Maomao boots.
Those golden popcorn stained with syrup slanted out of the bucket, spilled all over her body, even the vamp had several sticky.
"What are you doing?" Jin An Cheng takes the lead in a low roar, looking at the popcorn all over the ground, his face is very ugly.
If Yu Guang didn't read it wrong just now, she deliberately tilted the popcorn bucket, and then she spilled Ling Zihuan all over her body.
Her white cotton padded clothes were stained.
Liang ran held the empty popcorn bucket with an aggrieved face. She shriveled, "what are you shouting about? I didn't mean it."
There are not many people in today's movie city, but Jin Ancheng scolds them for speaking Mandarin again, which has made many foreign friends look at them, and his eyes are full of criticism and scrutiny.
Liang ran felt that he had no face. He blamed Ling Zihuan!
At that time, Ling Zihuan looked down at the popcorn on her body and reached out to sweep it down without saying a word.
She put the tip of her nose in front of her and looked up at Liang ran, "didn't you mean it?"
Liang ran looked at Ling Zihuan's big black and white eyes and nodded weakly, "Zihuan, of course I didn't mean to."
"But I think you are!" Ling Zihuan frowned, her pretty face was tight, and she was very unhappy.
When she said that, Liang ran couldn't help but blink, as if he was guilty. His voice was raised, "Ling Zihuan, how can you think that? We are friends
Her words fall, a steady and powerful footsteps from the right side of the waiting area, "want to make friends with my girl, you can't climb up!"
Ling Zihuan looks at Liang Ran's eyes and is suddenly stunned.
Why did she hear the voice of the second uncle again?!
Ling Zihuan's dark eyes blinked and blinked, and her fingers couldn't help pulling out her ears. She nodded with a tiger's face, "that's right! You and I are not friends
With that, she stood up with a cold face and ran into someone as soon as she turned around.
Ling Zihuan
The momentum she had managed to maintain just now was broken up.
Ling Zihuan covers the tip of his nose and raises his head eagerly. I'm sorry. These three words linger around his mouth, but he sees the second uncle who is handsome and cold.
She was stunned.
Two uncle two words have not yet taken off, seem to think of what, and immediately shut up.
She hummed in a low voice and turned away from looking at him.
At this time, Liang ran stood up and looked at the man in front of Ling Zihuan, with fear and vigilance in his eyes.
This powerful old man is not easy to provoke at first sight.
He was tall and straight, especially with sharp eyes, which made Liang ran feel numb.
"Are you the parents of Ling Zihuan?" Liang ran asked in a trembling voice. She wanted to complain that there was a course at the end of Ling Zihuan's term of study that failed again.
On one side, Jin an looks at Liang ran and turns his mouth in disgust.
He knew Qiao mu. He had been here before and warned him that he was Ling Zihuan's second uncle.