Su Xiang was stunned, and took it to see that it was really a nightgown.

She looked at the man stupidly, why did she wear a nightgown to watch a movie?

"Rest assured, the dressing gown is newly bought and there will be no reuse personal items here. ”

opened this kind of theater, not to make money for those few movie tickets, and to be nitpicky in the details.

Fu Hanchuan only pinned his head in the back room and motioned for her to enter. Su Xiang had no choice but to take a nightgown over, walked in to take a look, and found that there was actually a place to take a bath in this room.

She changed into a nightgown and came out, Fu Hanchuan was already lying on the sofa, the movie just started, and the music was still playing, it was an old movie, with a nostalgic taste.

Fu Hanchuan looked back and stretched out his hand to Su Xiang, Su Xiang put his little hand in his palm, and he pulled her into his arms.

The lights in the theater dimmed, and there was only a glimmer of light on the screen.

Su Xiang leaned on his chest, and his surroundings were quiet, listening to his powerful heartbeat, from the nervousness at the beginning to the relaxation later.

The customer service came in once, and the cart was pushed with fruit, dessert and red wine, and a plate of exquisite cod steak.

"You didn't eat anything at night. He put the dinner plate on the coffee table and let Su Xiang eat, and then put his big hand across her waist, looking like he was hugging him, but his eyes were fixed on the movie in front of him.

Except in bed, they have never been so close.

Su Xiang's heart was pounding, his cheeks were hot, and he glanced at him quietly.

He knew she hadn't eaten much at night.

"Are you unhappy at night?" The low voice suddenly sounded, better than the actor's voice, and it was close at hand.

Su Xiang ate, his chewing mouth paused, then nodded, and his heart sank again.

The meaning of the father-in-law and mother-in-law is already so obvious, and even more and more explicit every time, they almost kicked her out with a broom.

Su Xiang clenched the knife and fork in his hand and lowered his head.

She thought about leaving the Fu family, but as soon as she saw Fu Ying, she couldn't do it.

When she entered the door, she saw that her son was with the woman who might be his mother in the future, and she almost couldn't help but rush over and pick him up.

Just after dinner, when they were watching TV together in the living room, Mrs. Zoya called her away again.

They stood at the back of the foyer, and Mrs. Zhuoya pointed to the remaining three in the living room and said to her, "You see, Miss Jin likes Fu Ying very much, she treats him very well, you can rest assured." ”

Those words hurt my heart.

As soon as her back warmed, Su Xiang turned around, Fu Hanchuan half-hugged her, held her hand with his big hand, put the fork she was holding into his mouth, and ate the piece of foie gras that she forgot to eat.

He said, "Miss Jin is a guest. ”

With that, he leaned back and sat down.

A sentence that is neither lukewarm nor hot, not salty or light, and even a little inexplicable, Su Xiang glanced at him, some understood, but not very understanding.

The light of the screen was clearly extinguished on the man's face, and his expression was unreal, but Su Xiang felt inexplicably relaxed.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she picked a cherry and put it in his mouth.

Leaning in his arms, but being pressed under him, he ate another cherry of hers, crispy and tickling......

After playing for a while, he leaned back in the chair, Su Xiang panted for breath, and looked up at him with his eyes closed, with a tired look between his eyebrows.