Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 682 [Fan Wai] Of course it has ulterior motives...

Mousse took her to the movies. She was a little surprised. Recently, he always had nothing to do. He seemed to have more leisure time than her teacher. Now, he even took her to the movies.

It was the release time of "Legend of the White Snake" and "Painted Wall", and Mousse asked her to choose, "Which one do you want to watch?"

An Zimo glanced at the posters casually. At this time, if she still yelled not to read any of them, wouldn't it be too hypocritical?
However, she just couldn't pass the test in her heart.

Obviously it was the man who treated her like that, but now, can he go on a date and watch a movie together calmly?
Mousse can pretend that nothing happened, but she can't.

"Or watch both. Today I will watch the White Snake first, and tomorrow I will watch the painted wall." Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Mousse said directly. Anyway, this is equivalent to booking the next date.

"No, just look at the painted wall!" An Zimo glanced at him and said firmly.

Mousse didn't say anything, just smiled dotingly, went to buy tickets, popcorn and coke.

Seeing him doing this, An Zimo felt a little dazed, because the first impression he gave her was so muddled, that now, he gave her the illusion that he was someone else.

She couldn't help thinking about it, these days, his pestering her...

Even if she wants to hide, can she dodge it?He even knew the place of her hometown, and she was a little at a loss and didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.

After all, he was the first man not to be scared away by her——

"Staying in a daze again? I'll get the ticket for you, let's go in."

An Zimo followed the crowd into the arena, walked in front of him, arrived at the screening room, glanced at the seats casually, and couldn't help feeling depressed.

It was dinner time at this time, and there were not many people watching movies, but he chose to sit sideways. Mousse sat down steadily, and handed popcorn to her hand.

"Why did you choose this position?"

She was originally short-sighted, so although this seat was not at the back, it happened to be on the far side.

Looking around for a week, there was almost no one sitting around, as quiet as if there were only the two of them in the movie theater.

Mousse casually threw a popcorn into his mouth, and said softly, "I'm afraid of noise."

Fear of noise is second, the purpose, of course, is to have ulterior motives...

(End of this chapter)