Chapter 227

"yes……"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately shrank back, pitifully holding a large bucket of popcorn, stuffing it into his mouth with tears in his eyes.

Zhan Ting stood up suddenly, put the small bucket of popcorn back into Mo Yan's hand, and left angrily with her bag.

"Don't read it, it's boring!"

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

Zhan Ting ignored him at all, and walked out of the theater without looking back.

Zhang Zhiqin stared blankly at Zhan Ting leaving, 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:

"Shacha!"

Zhang Zhiqin was puzzled and said, "Why are you swearing again?"

The more Mo Yan laughed, the happier he was. He giggled until the flowers trembled, causing the boy in the young couple next to him to turn his head and look at Mo Yan's trembling curve. He quickly apologized to his girlfriend.

Mo Yan laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and then gradually stopped, seeing Zhang Zhiqin staring at him blankly, her expression turned cold again:

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm watching big...no, nothing."

Zhang Zhiqin swallowed, sat up straight quickly, looked forward without squinting, and said solemnly:

"Sister Mo, 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 seat with two vacant seats next to it, and subconsciously pointed there:

"Of course you sit..."

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

"Sit here."

half an hour later.

Zhang Zhiqin was staring at the big screen, but her mind was not on the movie at all.

In fact, he usually likes watching movies. If he encounters a good-looking blockbuster, he will even go to the cinema alone to watch it.

And today's movie is not bad either, it's suspenseful and detective, the plot is tense and exciting, and the audience in the theater sometimes exclaimed along with the plot.

But Zhang Zhiqin didn't get into the plot at all, he was hunched over the whole time, his face was flushed, and he looked constipated.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yan next to him noticed Zhang Zhiqin's strangeness and asked.

"No, nothing, it's too exciting."

Zhang Zhiqin answered with difficulty.

"Stimulate?"

Mo Yan looked at the big screen. At this time, the movie was in an over-the-top plot, where the hero and heroine were talking to each other, and some people in the theater took the opportunity to go to the toilet. How exciting is this?

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin again, and found that his breathing became heavier, his body was more bent, and he said with concern:

"You can watch movies anytime, don't force yourself."

"No hard...holding, absolutely not!" Zhang Zhiqin seemed taken aback, as if afraid of being discovered by Mo Yan, she quickly waved her hand to deny it.

Seeing this guy's inexplicable stupidity, Mo Yan couldn't help laughing again, shook his head, ignored him, and continued watching the movie.

From time to time, he took popcorn from the popcorn bucket in his hand and ate it. This action was quite natural, but because the two of them were sitting in the couple seat and they were too close together, every job Mo Yan would make the two of them "wipe their bodies." Hang up."

The indistinct smell from Mo Yan's body also penetrated into Zhang Zhiqin's nostrils from time to time, tormenting his nerves.

Books often say that some women have deodorant on their bodies, but Zhang Zhiqin didn't believe it before, and always thought that women must have used too much cosmetics, which made them pickle.

But now that he was sitting so close and smelled Mo Yan's body, he finally believed it.

At the same time, I was a little puzzled.

This kind of smell is not like cosmetics, nor is it the so-called light fragrance, just the kind of smell mixed with milk and flowers.

"Mo, Sister Mo..."

Zhang Zhiqin asked suddenly: "Do you like drinking milk very much?"

Mo Yan gave him a strange look, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"fine."

Zhang Zhiqin replied, and then muttered in a low voice:

"Sure enough, it's still marinated."

"What?" Mo Yan asked, frowning.

"No, nothing, I'm going to pee."

Zhang Zhiqin couldn't bear it any longer, and hurriedly stood up and ran outside, but he kept bowing his body like a shrimp, as if he was afraid of exposing something about himself.

Mo Yan looked at this guy's embarrassed back, and a proud and arrogant smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Hmph, little virgin."

After a while, Zhang Zhiqin returned to the movie theater, with water droplets on her face that hadn't been wiped off.

Now my body is no longer arched, and my chest is straightened out when I walk.

Walking in front of Mo Yan, he hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to sit in the couple seat on the other side, Mo Yan coughed, and immediately sat down next to Mo Yan.

"Are you all right?"

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

"never mind."

Zhang Zhiqin smiled shyly, she finally calmed down after flushing her face with cold water for five minutes in the bathroom.

"I told you not to hold on."

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

"How is it possible, how can there be hard... Hard support, absolutely not!"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately denied it.

"hehe."

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

Huh~~

Now Zhang Zhiqin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the movie with peace of mind.

An hour later, the movie ends.

The audience in the movie hall left in an orderly manner. The couple sitting next to Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin stood up first. The boy who had peeked at Mo Yan before 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, put her hand through her boyfriend's arm skillfully, and hugged his arm.

The boy turned his head quickly, and walked out of the theater side by side with his girlfriend, talking and laughing.

Looking at the backs of the young couple, Mo Yan seemed a little dazed for some reason.

"Sister Mo, let's go."

Zhang Zhiqin noticed that Mo Yan was still standing there, so he urged him.

Uh?

Suddenly, he found that his arm was encircled by a soft arm, and a soft jade-like body leaned against him, and the milky smell began to drill into his nose again.

"Mo, Mo Da..."

"Hold on, let me try."

Mo Yan's cold voice trembled slightly.

Zhang Zhiqin was crying, and didn't dare to move at once, thinking that no matter what you want to try, can you do it quickly, or I will hold on again.

Mo Yan hugged Zhang Zhiqin's arm and walked forward, while Zhang Zhiqin was like a zombie, her whole body was straight, and her knees could not be bent when she walked.

"thanks."

When the two walked out of the theater, Mo Yan suddenly whispered.

"Why thank me..."

Zhang Zhiqin hadn't finished speaking when his cell phone rang suddenly. He took out the cell phone and saw that it was from his aunt.

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

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