Bao Gucheng quickly bought the juice and popcorn and returned to the couple’s seats.
Zuzi, who typically had no appetite for human food, was intrigued by the lovely shape of the bucketful of popcorn and picked up a piece to taste.
The crispy little thing broke open between her lips and teeth, and an inexplicable aroma filled the air.
Interesting.
"Hmm, it tastes quite good."
Rarely seeing Zuzi enjoy food other than alcohol, Bao Gucheng placed the entire bucket of popcorn in her arms: "If you like it, I’ll buy more."
Zuzi, however, was curiously watching the scene on the screen where the female lead fed a piece of popcorn to the male lead.
Her bright eyes scanned the room and noticed that in the couple’s seats in front and behind, the girls were giggling as they sweetly fed popcorn to their boyfriends, mimicking the movie.
Thoughtfully, Zuzi picked up a piece and brought it to Bao Gucheng’s lips: "Xiao Chenger, is this so kind of ritual you believe in...? Do you want it?"
It seed to have a certain ritualistic feel.
Moreover, everyone who did this seed to enjoy a sense of satisfaction.
Bao Gucheng: "..."
The man suppressed a bubbling laugh and nodded earnestly: "Yes, I do."
Then, with a clear conscience, he opened his mouth to eat the popcorn she offered, the lingering scent of peach blossoms from her fingertips still playing on his lips.
This movie was a good choice.
The screenwriter has truly won over the master.
Satisfied, Bao Gucheng lifted his phone in the dark, tapped a few tis, and sent a ssage out: "Find the author of ’My Wife Pretends to be a Scholar Again’, even if it ans digging three feet down, and have them write a few more movies like this."
It seems Zuzi really likes watching it.
Given that, he needed to be proactive and prepare in advance.
The man gave the order, glanced up at the screen, and, following Zuzi’s lead, scanned the entire room.
He noticed that other couples seed not only to be feeding popcorn but were also engaging in more advanced actions...
Taking a deep breath, he pointed to a young couple on their left and whispered to Zuzi: "That, the master wants too."
The young couple appeared almost conjoined, spending about ninety percent of their ti... kissing.
Hearing this, Zuzi looked over, propped her chin in her hand, thought for a mont, and also earnestly replied to Bao Gucheng: "It’s not appropriate, they aren’t watching the movie, we shouldn’t emulate bad customs."
Bao Gucheng: "..."
Why can’t the little woman stay naive forever!
The man who failed to get a kiss reluctantly turned his gaze back to the screen.
Little did he know that by then, the plot had progressed to a climax where the female lead discovered that the person she actively married was actually the brother of the original owner of her soul, which she found unacceptable and increasingly recalled hazy mories of the original owner seemingly being bullied by the brother in the bathtub...
On screen, the girl’s skin was as white as snow, even purer than the white porcelain of the bathtub, making the bruises on her shoulder where the man had pinched her all the more shocking, filled with suspense yet provoking boundless imagination...
The audience in the cinema, both n and won, held their breath.
Even the couple who had been kissing nonstop paused, swallowing hard, as they watched the screen, anticipating the next thrilling scene.
Bao Gucheng’s palms were slightly sweaty.
Although he wanted to experience a romantic movie with Zuzi, he didn’t expect to watch sothing so mature together, would it be too awkward? Would Miss Zuzi think he had ulterior motives or hidden intentions?
Plus, with his earlier request... it was like jumping into the Yellow River and not being able to wash away the suspicion.
Just at that mont, when Bao Gucheng’s heartstrings were taut.
He suddenly heard Zuzi beside him let out a soft laugh, her lips parted slightly—
"This scene..."
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