Chapter 374
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"Oh ho! She was so tough! Daring to love and hate, awesome! "
Hearing her friend being praised, Song Yaoyao felt honored and her eyes curved happily.
She quietly moved closer to Huo Yunque.
Just as he was about to show off, he felt the back of his chair being kicked by someone behind him.
Song Yaoyao frowned and turned around.
The other party's face couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but from the silhouette and figure, it was probably a man. She pursed her lips and reminded him softly in public, "Don't kick my chair again."
"Got it." The other party nodded without any sincerity, his attitude cold.
Huo Yunque rubbed the prayer beads on his wrist as if he was watching the movie seriously.
Song Yaoyao turned her head to continue watching, but in less than two minutes, the chair was kicked again —
And more than once.
Clenching her fists, she took a deep breath and was about to get up.
She realized that someone was one step ahead of her. She immediately stood in her seat and reached out to pull the man from the back row over.
The man's face was also revealed. He was in his twenties, and his hair was dyed a dirty orange color, which made his face look sloppy.
"You, what are you doing?!"
The young man originally wanted to curse, but when he met the man's cold eyes, he abruptly swallowed it back and cried out weakly.
Everyone was attracted by the commotion behind them and couldn't help but turn around.
Huo Yunque's voice was very soft. "This is a public place. Please be quiet. If you feel that your legs are unnecessary, I can take care of them for you. "
The young man's collar was pulled, and he struggled twice. He didn't know how this man did it. Although it seemed as if the wind and clouds were as light as the clouds, without using any strength at all, he could not break free at all.
He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "I didn't say anything! Besides, I didn't kick your chair. What's your relationship with her? "
Song Yaoyao blinked and turned to look at Huo Yunque.
When everyone heard what the young man said, they already knew the reason for the dispute.
When watching a movie, there would always be people who did not abide by the public order. They would kick the front row seats, and some would even put their feet on the back of the chair.
People who watched movies often would more or less encounter this kind of troublesome thing.
Now that they saw that this person had encountered a tough opponent, it could be said that they were very happy.
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes. His tone was very calm, almost without any consideration.
"My family? Is this answer okay?"
"You — — Fine!"
The young man pulled back his collar angrily. His scalp went numb when the man's sharp gaze swept over him.
He clenched his teeth and swallowed back the curse words.
"You haven't apologized."
"What? I … "The young man looked at Song Yaoyao. That little girl had red lips and white teeth. He didn't know why she was so blind to fall for this iceberg-like pretty boy. He took a deep breath and said unwillingly," I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay? "
After saying that, she was no longer in the mood to watch the movie. She left with her female companion dejectedly.
Song Yaoyao's lips could not help but curl up high, and her dimples deepened. They sat down again. Song Yaoyao moved closer to Huo Yunque and whispered, "Brother, am I yours?"
A finger pressed against her forehead and pushed her back.
"We're in public. Keep quiet."
Song Yaoyao pouted. "Oh …"
The total duration of the movie was one hour and forty-six minutes. When the ending melody played, the lights in the theater lit up again.
She saw a couple in the front row who were still kissing intimately. When the lights came back on, they did not realize that the movie had ended. She was shocked.
The girl shyly burrowed into the boy's arms. The rest of the people cast kind or envious smiles.
Every time, I forget to ask for votes. Everyone, save Brin. Vote for Brin! Otherwise, I'll cry.
(End of Chapter)
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