Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"...No more, thank you." Wen Wan sat down with a dark face, completely refusing to talk to him.

After Shen Moling bought the tickets, she ran to the nearby fresh fruit shop to buy warm freshly squeezed juice and some snacks such as biscuits before returning.

It was the first time for Wen Wan to watch a movie with a man, sitting on the seat with a juice in hand, her heart was inevitably throbbing.

She couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Shen Moling, and found that he was also looking at her, his deep eyes were still dimly lit even in the dark projection hall.

"What do you see me doing?" Wen Wan asked in a low voice, turning her face away from him.

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me?" He smiled slightly.

"Tch, you're right to peek at me." She glanced at him lightly, pouted dissatisfied.

"Peeping? My own wife, there's no need to peek, not to mention that men and women don't come to this kind of place for movies." He was confident.

"Then what are you doing here?" She turned to look at him with doubts on her face.

"What do you think they are doing?" He raised his eyebrows and motioned her to look around.

I saw that in the huge projection hall, there were couples of men and women sitting at regular intervals, either leaning against each other or hugging each other, and some even kissed each other. Although the movie has not been released yet, the live broadcast is more interesting than the movie too much.

It was only then that Wen Wan noticed that the seats in this hall were double-seat sofas, which were obviously dedicated to couples, so she said it was strange, why are the seats arranged separately!

"You..." She turned her head and was about to ask him what he meant, but she was bound into his arms without warning, and the words she hadn't finished speaking were instantly drowned in the affectionate kiss, and the slightly cold tongue slipped into her mouth In the middle, greedily possessing her breath, vigorously and gently stirring her uvula.

Wen Wan was slightly stunned, then became intoxicated by it, unknowingly matched his rhythm, the affection spread to all limbs due to the soft lips, fermented hard, the two of them had long forgotten everything around them...

After a movie, no one knew what they were acting in. When Shen Moling led Wen Wan, who was red-faced and slightly panting, away from the exit, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but raise. Those sweet smiles were enough to melt the world around them.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, there was a dazzling flash of light in front of him. Shen Moling covered his gentle eyes with displeasure, and was about to get angry when he suddenly thought of something, and grabbed the paparazzi who was about to run away.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'll delete it right away..." The paparazzi lost his mind and stared at him in horror.

"Delete it, do you think it's all right!" Shen Mo said sharply.

"Forget it, it's rare to come out to play, don't embarrass others, it's all for making a living." Wen Wan went up to pull his arm awkwardly.

The paparazzi looked at her gratefully, and then at Shen Moling pleadingly, with despair and hope on his face.

Unexpectedly, he said in a cold voice: "Retake the photo, if you want to make her ugly, you will die!"

Wen Wan and a paparazzi look wooden: "..."

"Hurry up!" Shen Moling hugged her forcefully and urged the paparazzi.

"...Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, are you serious? Are you sure?" The paparazzi couldn't believe it.

Shen Moling seldom takes photos. This is known to everyone in the world. He never goes to crowded places, and never leaves candid photos of his face. Apart from occasionally appearing on the cover of the world's richest magazines, news in entertainment magazines is at most a Silhouette or back view, it is unprecedented to pose like this for the paparazzi to take pictures now!