Ex-husband always wants to remarry me

Chapter 647 Things Only Adults Can Do (1)

After eating and drinking, the two of Zhao Yulin held hands and wandered around for a while, then turned to the direction of the cinema.

In view of the unpleasant experience in the haunted house in the amusement park, Mu Tingfeng reluctantly gave up the ghost movie and chose a romantic comedy instead. Shadow has another passionate kiss with Cho Yoo Rin.

But dreams are always full, but reality is often skinny!

Maybe it’s because there’s no romance, or maybe it’s because this dog-blood romance movie is too boring, or maybe it’s because it’s really tired after walking for a day. 10 minutes after the opening of the movie, Jo Yoo Rin started to fall asleep.

At first, Zhao Yulin struggled a few times intentionally, not wanting to disappoint her first movie theater date with Mu Tingfeng, so she kept enduring those sleepy bugs jumping around in her head, and stared at the pictures on the screen with wide eyes. people.

But gradually, listening to the protagonist and heroine's more and more brain-dead and crooked lines, goosebumps on Zhao Youlin's body can be described as layer upon layer. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and let herself fall into sleep like this.

Mu Tingfeng's attention was actually not on the screen from the beginning to the end. When Zhao Youlin's head turned to his side, he had already felt it, and moved it without a trace, so that Zhao Youlin could lean on it more comfortably Some.

The screen in front of them was still playing the follow-up of the movie, but it was not important to the two of them.

Mu Tingfeng looked at the subtle light and shadow projected on the screen, and stared closely at the person leaning on his shoulder, who was close at hand, as if he was afraid that if he looked away, the person beside him would disappear.

Before meeting Zhao Youlin, Mu Tingfeng had never been obsessed with anyone, and he never wanted to linger on people other than his family, but now he just looked at Zhao Youlin's face so closely, and even used I don't need to do any more unnecessary things, I feel that my heart seems to be filled to the brim with something, almost overflowing.

I don't know who said such a sentence, companionship is the longest confession of love.

Mu Tingfeng was a little disdainful when he heard this sentence at that time, but now he suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

When the fire of love burns too vigorously and burns everything, such a simple waiting and companionship becomes the most precious thing.

The reason why many things are important is not because of the things themselves, but because of who is the person who accompanies you to do things.

Mu Tingfeng stared at Zhao Youlin's side face for a while, then, as if he was bewitched by something, he leaned over to Zhao Youlin, and kissed her gently on the forehead: "Sweet dream."

As if hearing Mu Tingfeng's wish, Zhao Youlin's originally tense brows gradually relaxed.

The corners of Mu Tingfeng's lips curled up, and his subordinate Weisong carefully embraced Zhao Youlin in his arms to prevent her from catching the cold.

The movie in the theater continued to stream, it was lively and noisy, and the lights were flickering, but it couldn't affect the two of them at all, and they couldn't enter the small world that belonged to them alone.

When Zhao Yulin was full of sleep and the movie was almost over, realizing that she had slept for more than two hours, even Zhao Yulin couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

After watching the movie, it was getting late, and the two of them didn't intend to continue running back and forth to other places, so they chose a nearby park with a better scenery to hang out and spend the last time.

It was autumn at this time, and most of the leaves on both sides of the park had begun to turn yellow. When the wind blew, they would float down from the trees, spreading a thick golden blanket on the ground.

Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng walked on the path holding hands, and the fallen leaves fell on their heads and shoulders from time to time, and every time this time came, they would brush off the fallen leaves for each other.

At this time, the two of them didn't need to talk at all, they just held hands, turned their heads and looked at each other with a smile from time to time, and easily understood the meaning hidden in each other's eyes.

A tacit understanding began to be cultivated little by little, and the hearts were also drawn closer little by little. They no longer needed to rely on words to express their hearts like when they first met, but drifted away in awkward duplicity time and time again.

Autumn and spring are the most suitable seasons to go out and play. The climate at this time is neither too high nor too low, and today is the weekend, so even in this relatively remote park path, many people gather at this.

Just like in the amusement park, no matter what they were dressed in, the two people who had a high rate of turning heads no matter what they wore, just walked silently on the trail, and they could attract many men and women to strike up a conversation.

It's a pity that with Mu Tingfeng present, the girls who wanted to get close to him, or the men who wanted to strike up a conversation with Zhao Yulin, were all frozen into popsicles by him within a five-meter radius of the two of them.

A few people with rough nerves or amazing perseverance were instantly killed when they talked to the two.

Walking from one end of the park to the other end of the park, admiring the scenery on the road while rejecting those who came to strike up a conversation, time passed quickly.

By the time they reached the end of the park, the sky had gradually darkened, and the two of them had another candlelight dinner outside before driving home in a hurry, ending this short but rich "date".

As soon as Zhao Youlin came home, she was hit by a kid who rushed towards her like a cannonball and staggered on the spot. She finally stabilized her figure. Zhao Youlin's first thought was: This little kid is eating now. The weight is getting better and better, and the weight is getting higher and higher. If this continues, I really can't hold this "little pig".

"Mom, mom, you don't bring Lele when you go out to play with dad!"

Before Zhao Youlin had time to say anything, the child had already complained plausibly, with a small mouth pouted, and a look that was too bad that you didn't take me with you when you went out.

Zhao Youlin couldn't help laughing, stretched out her hand to scratch Lele's little nose, and said in a low voice: "Okay, stop pouting, your pouting can hang on the vegetable basket."

Lele was startled, and then looked up at Zhao Youlin: "Mom is lying, the vegetable basket is so big, and Lele's mouth is so small, how could it be possible to hang it?"

Zhao Youlin raised her eyebrows, and jokingly said: "Can't you hang it? Lele, do you want to try it? Mom, go to the kitchen and get a vegetable basket and hang it up for Lele."

Lele was startled, covered her mouth reflexively, stared at a pair of big eyes and shouted crisply: "No! Don't hang a vegetable basket on Lele's mouth!"

"Pfft..." Zhao Yulin couldn't help but burst into laughter after seeing her son's confident appearance.

(End of this chapter)