Lan Xin Ai thought she could watch the movie quietly, but Xi Yemo kept pinching her hand and touching her face, making all these little movements.
"Xi Yemo, what are you trying to do?"
The little woman glared at him.
"I want to do you."
"..."
"Can't you be less vulgar?" Lan Xin Ai's face flushed.
"I want to love you, fiercely love you, deeply love you."
Mr. Xi raised his eyebrows, that was definitely more refined.
"..."
Lan Xin Ai was exasperated, she turned her head away from him, but the man reached out and turned her shoulder back.
"Wife, give me a kiss."
"No, wuu..."
The rest of her words were swallowed by Mr. Xi.
The little woman was dizzy from his kisses, and with a strong movement from the man's large hand, he carried her and sat her on his lap.
"How annoying, this is a movie theater." The little woman was startled by his bold move.
Xi Yemo narrowed his eyes: "It's just you and me."
