My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"Yes..."

Zhang Zhiqin immediately shrank back, pitifully holding a large bucket of popcorn and tearfully stuffing it into her mouth.

Zhan Ting suddenly stood up, shoved the small bucket of popcorn back into Mo Yan's hands, and walked away furiously with her own bag.

"No more watching, it's no fun!"

Zhang Zhiqin was so confused that he even stood up and shouted, "Zhan Ting, the movie is about to start."

Zhan Ting simply ignored him and walked out of the cinema room without looking back.

Zhang Zhiqin dumbfoundedly watched Zanting leave and turned to look at Mo Yan .

"Did I mess with her or did you mess with her?"

Mo Yan glared coldly at this guy and suddenly puffed out a laugh .

"Sand Fork!"

Zhang Zhiqin was puzzled, "Why are you cursing again?"

Mo Yan laughed more and more happily, giggling so much that it caused the boy next to the small couple to turn around and look at Mo Yan's jiggling curves, his eyes straightened, and he reacted only after being pinched by the girl in annoyance, even apologizing towards his girlfriend.

Mo Yan laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, which gradually stopped, and when she saw Zhang Zhiqin dumbfoundedly looking at her, her look became cold again.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at big.... No, nothing."

Zhang Zhiqin gulped down her saliva and quickly sat up straight, looking straight ahead without looking away, in a serious manner.

"Sister Mo, sit down, the movie is about to start."

Mo Yan narrowed her eyes at him, "Where do I sit?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and looked at the couple seats next to the two empty seats, subconsciously pointing over there.

"Of course you sit..."

Then feeling that something was wrong and seeing the dangerous glint in Mo Yan's narrowed eyes, he immediately pointed to the seat right next to his.

"Sit here."

Half an hour later.

Zhang Zhiqin was staring at the big screen, but his mind was not on the movie at all.

In fact, he was usually quite fond of watching movies, and if he came across a good blockbuster, he would even run to the cinema by himself to watch it.

And today's movie was not bad either, mystery detective type, the plot was tense and exciting, and the audience in the theater from time to time let out screams along with the plot.

However, Zhang Zhiqin was not into the plot at all, he was bowing the entire time, his face held red, and he looked like he was constipated.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yan, who was beside her, noticed Zhang Zhiqin's difference and asked.

"No, nothing, it's too exciting."

Zhang Zhiqin answered with difficulty.

"Excitement?"

Mo Yan looked at the big screen, at this time the movie is an excessive plot, the man and woman there to tell each other their hearts, people in the theater to go to the bathroom, where is this exciting?

"Are you not feeling well anywhere."

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin again and noticed that his breathing had become heavier, and his body bowed more in concern.

"Movies can be watched anytime, don't be hard."

"No hard.... Hold up, absolutely not!" Zhang Zhiqin seemed to be shocked, as if afraid that Mo Yan would discover some secret, and quickly waved his hand to deny it.

Mo Yan looked at this product's inexplicably stupid appearance, couldn't help but puff out a laugh again, shook his head, no longer pay attention to him, continue to watch the movie.

Also from time to time from his hand in passing to take popcorn from the popcorn bucket to eat, this action is quite natural, but because the two are sitting in a couple of seats, too close, Mo Yan every work will let the two body "rub hang" a bit.

The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the company's website.

The company has been in the process of developing the new product for the past few years, and has been working on the development of the new product for the past two years.

But now that he's sitting so close and smelling Mo Yan's body odor, he finally believes it.

At the same time, he was a little confused.

This smell wasn't like cosmetics, nor was it the so-called faint fragrance, just the kind of smell that was a bit like a mixture of milk and flowers.

"Mo, big sister Mo..."

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly asked, "Do you love drinking milk?"

Mo Yan looked at him strangely, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Zhang Zhiqin replied, then muttered in a low voice.

"It's really still pickled into the flavor."

"What?" Smokey frowned at the question.

"No, nothing, I'm going to pee."

Zhang Zhiqin was a bit unable to endure it anymore, and even got up and ran towards the outside, but he kept bowing his body like a shrimp, as if he was afraid of revealing something about himself.

Mo Yan looked at this guy's wretched back, a proud and arrogant smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hmph, little virgin."

After a while, Zhang Zhiqin returned to the studio with drips of water on her face that hadn't dried.

Now that her body wasn't bowed, she walked with her chest up.

Walking up to Mo Yan, hesitating as if he wanted to sit on the other side of the loveseat, Mo Yan coughed, and he immediately sat down next to Mo Yan.

"Is everything okay?"

Mo Yan's right elbow was propped up on the armrest of the chair, her legs were crossed and her body was leaning slightly on the side of the armrest, looking at Zhang Zhiqin leisurely.

"It's fine."

Zhang Zhiqin accosted and smiled, having just flushed her cold face in the bathroom for five whole minutes before she finally calmed down.

"I told you not to hold it hard."

Mo Yan said suddenly with a narrow smile on her face.

"How is that possible, where's the hard.... Hard support, absolutely not!"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately denied.

"Oh."

Mo Yan stopped speaking and moved down, a little distance away from Zhang Zhiqin.

Phew~~.

At last, Zhang Zhiqin was relieved and watched the movie at ease.

An hour later, the movie ended.

The couple sitting next to Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin stood up first. The guy who was caught peeping at Mo Yan by his girlfriend before pretended to move his neck unintentionally and glanced at Mo Yan again.

This time the girl didn't notice, took her bag and skillfully put her hand through her boyfriend's arm and hugged him.

The boy hurried back and walked out of the studio alongside his girlfriend, joking and laughing.

Mo Smoke looked at the back of the young couple, somehow seeming a little startled.

"Big Sister Mo, let's go."

Zhang Zhiqin urged when he noticed that Mo Yan was still standing there unmoving.

Eh?

It was so sudden that he found his arm encircled by a soft arm, a soft, warm body leaning against him, and the milk scent starting to go up his nose again.

"Mo, mo da..."

"Don't move, let me try."

Mo Yan's cold voice trembled a little.

Zhang Zhiqin cried and didn't dare to move, thinking that no matter what you want to try, can you make it faster, or I'll have to be hard again.

Mo Yan held Zhang Zhiqin's arm and walked forward, while Zhang Zhiqin, like a zombie, straightened his whole body and couldn't even bend his knees when he walked.

"Thanks."

The two of them walked out of the studio, Mo Yan suddenly whispered.

"Why thank me..."

Before Zhang Zhiqin finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang, and he took out his phone to see that it was his aunt calling.

The phone connected, and his aunt, who was usually quite gentle, came up and questioned.

"Zhiqin, what's going on with you and Xiao-ting? Why did you make someone cry at the first meeting?"