The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by César again, this time he was already very impatient, why was this kind of thing so annoying, his voice became cold, "Okay, I don't book the venue, your house I bought the cinema and told them to leave.”

The ticket sales girl, "..."

Sir, this is not my movie theater.

The ticket sales lady had a troubled expression on her face. It was just for watching a movie. Do you want to buy the whole movie theater for the middle seat in the middle row?

It's not like burning money.

When Shenmu came back with a bucket of popcorn and two bottles of water, she saw this scene, César's face was expressionless, although she couldn't hear what they were talking about, just seeing his aggressive attitude I know there must be a quarrel.

I don't know if there is such a thing as telepathy, but the man who really stood there exuding cold air and low pressure suddenly turned his head as if he had sensed something, and sure enough, he saw his Mumu holding three things in both hands, and quickly I walked over without thinking.

Everyone looked at this handsome man who looked like a god, he didn't even pay attention to the golden card, they went over to take the things from the woman, and then the two went to the meeting together.

Oddly enough, the people behind didn't take advantage of this interval to line up and all looked at this handsome couple.

"Have you bought the ticket yet?" Shenmu asked.

César glanced at her, very dissatisfied, "No, the middle seats in the middle row are sold out."

Shenmu, "..., then it doesn't matter if you buy the one next to it."

César frowned, "No, I'll buy a movie theater."

This was the best and most direct solution he could think of.

Shenmu glanced at him silently, as for other people's gazes, she didn't even need to look to understand what meaning was mixed in them.

Handing him the only bottle of water in her hand, she walked past him to the front of the line, raised her lips and smiled, while taking back the card, she looked at the display screen in front of her and chose The two rows behind the middle row are slightly to the left, "I want these two seats, thank you."

The ticket sales lady glanced at her gratefully, she really couldn't afford to offend the man who said he wanted to buy a movie theater, she quickly swiped her card to get the ticket, and handed it to Shenmu with both hands.

"Let's go." She took the ticket and walked back to him.

César stood still, stating a fact, "This is not the position you want."

"Almost," she took the initiative to hold his arm, smiling peacefully, "Don't be upset, my eyesight is not bad and my hearing is good, sitting in the back will not affect it at all."

She just instinctively felt that the middle position was better, who knew he would understand so stiffly.

César's only slight displeasure was also wiped out by her holding his arm, and she happily followed her.

As soon as he entered the arena, his good-looking eyebrows were tightly frowned. Although he had never been to this kind of place and didn't understand its structure at all, it couldn't be like this...crowded, noisy, noisy.

He hated such a bad environment very much.

However, she lowered her head and stared at the woman sitting next to her, she sat peacefully, without any expression of impatience or disgust on her face, and although she didn't have an obvious smile, she finally looked a little happy.

Well, since she doesn't hate it, and he can't bear it at all, César's irritable heart finally calmed down a little bit.

After the movie started, he was naturally... not interested at all, so the situation of the whole movie was almost like this, Shenmu concentrated on watching the movie, while he concentrated on watching her.

"Are you bored?" Shenmu asked helplessly, "If you really don't want to be interested, let's go out and do other things?"

César's eyes didn't move half a bit, but he just curled his lips and asked in a low voice, "No, you watch the movie, I watch you, that's good."

She blinked and finally fell silent.

After watching for about an hour, César felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, turned his head, and the man fell asleep leaning on his shoulders.

She didn't care, but she stopped eating popcorn subconsciously, and looked at the man who was so close to her, with his almost perfect handsome face, breathing evenly.

He just blinked his eyes, and the tears just fell.

She felt the coolness on her face, she was stunned, she didn't move, she didn't reach out to wipe the tears on her face, and then drop after drop, like beads with a broken thread, kept falling down.

After about a minute, she turned her head and turned her gaze back to the screen.

However, she couldn't hear what the people in the movie were saying, and even the picture became extremely blurred.

There was an extremely suppressed voice in her throat, and she bit her lip tightly to prevent the voice from leaking out.

But at the end, César was awakened by the familiar sobbing sound beside him.

"What's wrong?" What happened to her recently?How much water?Always crying.

"It's nothing," she closed her eyes, "the movie is too tragic."

César glanced at the screen strangely, well, I don't know who died, and the man next to him was crying desperately holding the corpse.

It's just that his Mumu will also cry because of this kind of plot?

"Don't watch the tragedy, let's go out?" He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice.

Shenmu shook his head, "It's okay, let me finish."

César frowned, took the popcorn from her hand, and let her lean on his chest, "Don't cry, huh? Just watch a movie."

It’s okay if he didn’t say anything, but when he said it, she cried more and more. She grabbed his clothes and the tears fell more and more. Although the light in the cinema was very dark, he could still see her face clearly. Tears flowed continuously.

César was thinking, luckily Shenmu didn't cry often before, although she always shed tears to express sympathy when she was a child, but everyone could tell that she wasn't really sad.

If she really cried like this often, he didn't know what a wrinkled heart would look like.

"Okay, okay," he gently brushed her face, kissed the tears off her face, and comforted her in a low voice, "I won't watch this kind of movie next time, huh?"

Next time, between them, there will be no next time.

this is the last time.

But she chose a tragedy.

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