Chapter 272 The Little Pig Nods
"I'm afraid of the dark."

Shen Yanci blinked and turned on the flashlight.

A cold, white light pierced the dim corridor. He held a milk tea in one hand and held the other out to her, palm facing up, knuckles clearly visible.

Qin Zhao paused for a moment, then placed his hand on it.

With a gentle grip, I caught his hand.

His palms were large and warm; with a gentle cup, he completely enveloped her hands.

Qin Zhao didn't actually feel any electric shock from holding hands, but when he looked at her with his eyelids closed, her feelings became somewhat subtle.

Her fingers twitched unconsciously.

Shen Yanci grabbed her hand and led her into the screening room.

He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as he walked.

When Qin Zhao looked up, he was looking ahead with a calm expression.

It was a weekday, and summer vacation was almost over, so there weren't many people watching the movie. Qin Zhao chose a seat in the center, which had a great view.

There were people sitting two seats apart on either side, but compared to the other empty seats, it was still considered the center of the crowd.

Shen Yanci saw the location, turned his head, and let out a faint laugh.

Both of Qin Zhao's chosen seats were right in the center. She noticed Shen Yanci pause for a moment, then whispered boastfully, "I chose the best seats."

Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow: "Impressive."

Since it was an afternoon session, there weren't too many people. She simply chose an empty seat in the center of the room from among several sessions.

Qin Zhao placed the popcorn on the armrest between the two of them.

The sweet aroma of caramel lingers in the air, instantly relaxing the mind.

Just a few minutes ago, she glanced at Shen Yanci out of the corner of her eye.

After that, her attention was focused on the screen.

She saw a funny clip online and thought the movie must be good, so she bought a ticket.

It got more and more boring, and the funniest thing was the clip she came across.

She pursed her lips and glanced in Shen Yanci's direction.

He leaned back lazily, the light from the screen flickering on his face.

His eyes are so beautiful, with such lovely lines.

The lines of the brow bone, the bridge of the nose, the jawline, the Adam's apple...

Dark eyes glanced at her, and Qin Zhao lowered her eyelashes to look at the screen.

The movie plot was boring, and the voices were flat; Qin Zhao's eyelids felt heavy.

Shen Yanci was still reading.

Qin Zhao forced himself to stay awake and watched for a while longer, then yawned several times.

I planted it many times, one by one.

The creases under my eyes have become deeper.

She leaned back, tilted her head, and closed her eyes.

She still remembered that she came to see a movie. She hadn't slept for more than two minutes when she opened her eyes to look at Shen Yanci, and then her head slumped over a few times.

When she met Shen Yanci's gaze, she adjusted her posture and pretended nothing had happened to continue watching the movie.

Shen Yanci bent down as if looking for something. Qin Zhao leaned closer and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"The handrail is unstable."

Qin Zhao frowned in confusion, checked the handrail, and found it to be quite sturdy.

Shen Yanci picked up the popcorn and raised his hand, causing the middle handrail to lift up.

He asked, "What's this for?"

Qin Zhao said in a very soft voice, "The one who puts out the popcorn."

"..."

As she spoke, she lowered the handrail that had been raised slightly, put the popcorn bucket inside, and gestured for him to look.

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids to look at her.

Qin Zhao: "Don't worry, it's very stable."

Shen Yanci hummed in response, then looked at the screen with a detached expression.

After this interruption, Qin Zhao was no longer sleepy, and she began to concentrate on eating popcorn.

In the dark, a person's senses become exceptionally sharp.

She paused for a moment when her hand touched her warm fingertips as she reached for the popcorn.

She lowered her eyelids, gently lifted her middle finger, and touched the back of his finger with the back of her finger. She touched it and then immediately pulled away.

She popped popcorn into her mouth, her eyes shining brightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

As if a feather had gently brushed past, Shen Yanci's Adam's apple bobbed, and he also took a piece of popcorn and put it in his mouth.

Because the plot was too boring, Yu Guangsi noticed that the two good-looking people on the screen were smiling and looked at the screen in confusion—was this movie really that funny?
The movie ended, and the lights in the screening room came on.

The moviegoers gradually left, occasionally exclaiming, "So boring!" or "I really want to sue them for fraud!"

What Qin Zhao liked most about this movie was that the seats were very comfortable and had massage functions.

The same seats, the couple in the back row on the side, sat together without any space between them.

As Shen Yanci passed by the front row, his gaze fell on the armrest, but he quickly looked away as if it were an eyesore.

What a great popcorn vendor!

With the light so bright, there's no reason to hold hands.

Qin Zhao walked behind him, one in front and one behind.

The corridor leading to the screening room was quiet. Qin Zhao asked, "Isn't it a bit boring?"

She chose the wrong movie.

"It's not boring at all, it's quite interesting."

Qin Zhao's eyes widened slightly. Had she missed something while she was asleep?
But she really didn't hear anyone else laughing.

Qin Zhao: "I'm glad you like it."

Shen Yanci glanced at her, his voice calm and unhurried: "It's quite interesting to see the little pig nodding."

Although the movie is a comedy, it doesn't have this kind of fantasy style.

Qin Zhao: "Is this part of the plot?"

Shen Yanci's gaze fell on her, and after looking her over for a moment, he said with certainty, "Yes."

"..."

Qin Zhao realized what was happening and said, "You're the pig."

Shen Yanci curled the corners of his lips: "I didn't agree."

"..."

Qin Zhao ultimately decided not to argue with him: "Whatever makes you happy."

Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow.

The two of them strolled around the streets for a while, ate some barbecue, and then played at the arcade for a bit.

Qin Zhao patted his pocket and handed him a piece of candy.

A very ordinary mint.

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly to look at her.

"You used to like eating this." Qin Zhao had just picked up a few pieces at the barbecue restaurant.

Her tone was casual and natural.

Although it's a little different from what you get at hot pot restaurants, the taste is pretty much the same.

Shen Yanci looked at the peppermint candy for two seconds. Did he like peppermint candy?
He took the light green mint candy with his eyelids half-closed.

His fingertips touched hers.

He likes it.

He does seem to like mints.

His dark eyes looked at her.

Qin Zhao, seemingly unaware, tore open a piece for himself and bit into it.

Shen Yanci lowered his eyes, tried to tear it twice, but couldn't.

"Let me do it, your nails are too short." Qin Zhao took them back and tore them open again; they did seem a bit difficult to tear.

She pursed her lips and tore at the food twice, instinctively wanting to bite it with her teeth, but stopped halfway.

She casually took another one out of her pocket, tore it open easily, and handed it to him.

She handed it to him from a low position, and Shen Yanci took it from her hand and put it in his mouth.

The flavor of the mint candy filled my mouth, a cool sensation with a hint of sweetness.

He does seem to like mints.

"..."

(End of this chapter)

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