Song Yaoyao raised her head, "Brother."
"Um."
The man's pupils moved slightly, and he stood quietly beside the movie wall with his eyelashes drooping.
"Keep your head down a little."
The little girl had a delicate look on her brows, her eyes couldn't hide the cunning and agility, and her voice was as sweet as seductive frosting.
Huo Yunque leaned over slightly, and looked at the little girl.
Raising eyebrows, "Then?"
A small hand boldly caressed his forehead, which was slightly hot, but still within the normal range.
Song Yaoyao stretched out another finger and shook it, "Brother, how much is this?"
As soon as the words fell, he was slapped on the forehead.
No pain, slightly itchy.
"Oh! Brother!" Song Yaoyao stomped her feet, "Just tell me, how much is it? Hurry up!"
From her eyes, Huo Yunque vaguely knew what she was testing.
He pursed his lips and returned casually.
"3."
Song Yaoyao looked at one of her raised fingers, and was silent for a while. Stretching out three fingers again, he asked, "Brother, how much is this?"
"1."
Her thin lips parted, and she spoke nonsense.
"Brother, you are drunk~~"
Song Yaoyao made a definition, she looked at the man's brows and eyes smudged by the smell of alcohol, like a distant mountain hidden in the mist, it was very beautiful. Especially his eyes, with narrow and long tails, and the long black eyelashes cast a fan-shaped hardness on the bottom of the eyes.
All the people coming and going around couldn't catch his eyes, only the little girl in front of him fell in his eyes.
Song Yaoyao only felt her heart pounding, and she licked her lips.
Trying to do something bad again—
With a soft voice, she hooked Huo Yunque's fingers coquettishly, "Brother, give me a kiss."
Almost at the moment when her voice fell, the man suddenly rushed towards him.
Song Yaoyao was taken aback. In the man's deep eyes, there seemed to be a scorching flame burning, and an undercurrent surged.
The man's handsome face was slightly sideways, the tip of his nose brushed against her ear, and his hot breath came down.
And his hoarse and calm voice, "It's time."
Huo Yunque stood up straight, raised a strand of hair on her cheek with his fingers, and pinned it behind her ear for her.
He took the little girl who was still in a daze to check the ticket.
Song Yaoyao's heart was still beating fast, and she was still holding the milk in the other hand, her ears were numb, as if an electric current was passing by.
Throat dry.
It's over, she must have a fever, right
Song Yaoyao sniffed, and until the movie started, Song Yaoyao was still thinking, is her brother drunk or not
If he wasn't drunk, his behavior tonight would be too abnormal, even a bit—serious and obedient
But if she was drunk, Song Yaoyao bit her lip secretly, why could her brother still maintain absolute sanity
When all the lights in the auditorium are turned off, only the big screen in front is the only source of light.
Looking around, there was a mass of black heads.
As soon as the movie started, some lovers couldn't wait to hug each other...
Song Yaoyao blushed. She tugged on her skirt, trying to keep her eyes on the movie.
The story of the movie is very simple. It was filmed by Director Kang, and both the picture and the narrative are excellent.
Although Song Yaoyao had watched Chengfeng's script dozens of times, it was the first time Song Yaoyao had seen the finished film.
Seeing the script in advance will not affect her surprise for the movie.
Until the character played by Tang Xinrou appeared on the stage, Song Yaoyao could even hear the two schoolgirls in the front row talking to each other, "Wow, she is so beautiful!"
"It would be nice if she was the heroine."