Lan Feifei felt his touch, feeling ashamed and anxious, but she didn't dare to move too much to attract others' attention.
She warned in a low voice: "He Chaoran, enough is enough! This is a public place... ah!"
As soon as the words were finished, He Chaoran stretched out his other hand as if deliberately teasing her, and walked up and down her smooth back: "So what, isn't everyone like this?"
Although he often couldn't help but touch her when he was watching a movie at home, but it was completely different from the feeling outside...
As he said just now, it's rare for him to come out on a date, so naturally he can't leave any regrets for himself. Their seats are in the last row, and they can have a panoramic view of the entire auditorium. It is precisely because of this that they are relatively safe, because the last one excluded them, only the young couple just now.
At this moment, they are already burning firewood, and they don't have the leisure to pay attention to the people around them.
Lan Feifei resisted and pushed He Chaoran's chest again, her tone already begging for mercy: "Let's talk when we go back..."
"Don't worry, everyone is busy! No one pays attention to us." He Chaoran covered her chattering mouth and lingered, "Unless...you promise me one thing, I will let you go."
"Okay, what is it... tell me!" Lan Feifei's breathing became more and more rapid, and she kept begging for mercy, "No matter what you say, I will agree!"
"Really?" He Chaoran took a bite of her lips happily, and said in a dark voice, "You just talk about it and talk about it... can I do whatever I want? For example... Well, you understand."
He Chaoran has always belonged to the relatively trendy and avant-garde style. He once thought that he and Lan Feifei would soon be able to break through the final bottom line, and they would not have to work so hard like Ke Jingheng and Luo Yujun. But I didn't expect Lan Feifei to be unusually persistent in this regard, no matter how coquettish and cute He Chaoran was, it was of no avail.
Sometimes he went to catch up on announcements and record programs, and he hadn't seen her for a long time, so naturally he couldn't be satisfied with simple kisses and hugs. But every time Lan Feifei was very determined to reject him at the last moment, which made him very depressed. In the end, he was rejected many times, so he had no choice but to be honest—because Lan Feifei made it clear that he could only talk about it after he got married, at least he had to be engaged.
"I don't understand, I don't understand anything." Lan Feifei deliberately pretended to be stupid, and stretched out her hand to cover his face, to be precise, it should be his mouth.
"..." He Chaoran's light-colored eyes darkened first, and then a bright light flashed again. She thought it was enough for him to block his mouth, he still has hands!
In the next second, Lan Feifei repeatedly begged for mercy under his "wolf's claws": "Okay! I got it! Tonight... go back tonight, and your wish will be fulfilled."
"Okay, you have to remember what you said now, and you are not allowed to play tricks!" He Chaoran took out his mobile phone and clicked on the recording button, "Come on baby, say it again, I want to save the certificate."
"Save your head!" Lan Feifei pinched his chest angrily, "You don't trust me anymore?"
He Chaoran touched his injured chest, curled his lips, and carried her back from his lap to the chair: "Sit down, sit down, watch a movie, watch a movie, run on your boyfriend's lap to do something. "
"You!" Lan Feifei glared at him angrily, and finally understood what it means to bite back.