The Price of Rebirth [System]

The environment in the movie theater is dim, the movie is being shown, and the huge screen is flickering with creepy images, and the occasional screams from the images are transmitted to the speakers in the four corners, making the whole hall shrouded In an atmosphere of terror.

Zhang Chongji stuffed popcorn into his mouth stiffly, and almost shrank into the soft seat, his black eyes glanced at Yuan Cheng who was sitting next to him with some mist, and complained a bit: "Brother Yuan... ...Why is it a horror movie?"

"..." Yuan Cheng paused when he originally wanted to raise his hand to touch the top of his head, as if he was choked up, he couldn't speak, and finally he just spat out two words with apology: "Sorry."

Zhang Chongji's eyes flickered, he pouted and put Yuan Cheng's arm around his shoulders, and the whole person nestled into his arms without moving.

The advantage of the lover seat is that there is no gap between the two seats, and there are comfortable soft windshields on both sides of the seat. Unless someone walks to the position of the lover seat, they will not know what the person sitting inside is doing. of.

"Xiaojing?" Yuan Cheng frowned, touched his hair lightly, his tone was a little stiff, "Are you angry?"

The name Xiaojing was proposed by his little lover on the way to the cinema, saying that lovers must have affectionate nicknames. Yuan Cheng, who is not good at verbal communication and is not interested in sleazy sweet talk, had to choose "Baby". The most conservative of the three "Dear" and "Xiao Jing".

"No." There was a muffled voice in his arms, with a soft taste, "Actually, it doesn't matter what movie you are with Brother Yuan... I was self-willed just now."

Yuan Cheng laughed, and rubbed the soft hair buried in his chest with his thick palm: "It was my negligence, I just asked the movie that couples bought the most tickets... That's why..."

There was slight hair rubbing against the chest, and the little lover in his arms shook his head, raised his fair face, and could vaguely see the faint smile on the corner of his mouth in the dim light: "Really , It really doesn’t matter. I’m scared, but as long as I hide here, I’ll be fine.”

After finishing speaking, he poked Yuan Cheng's chest with his index finger and winked playfully.

Seeing his cute appearance at this moment, Yuan Cheng really wanted to kiss him to pass out, but it was only because of his personality or other reasons that he didn't move his mouth for a long time, but hugged the person in his arms tightly.

As the movie progressed, the murderer was about to surface, and the lover in his arms opened his eyes in a daze, with a sleepy look on his face.

Yuan Cheng looked tenderly at the cheek of the man in his arms, his heart was full of contentment and happiness.

As for the movie?Is there any attraction to his lover?It's just that his act of rubbing his eyes in a daze due to sleepiness made Yuan Cheng feel so cute.

It's just that the happiness that Yuan Cheng thought didn't last long - a movement next door disturbed his sleepy face while observing his face.

Although the lover seat has a soft shield to cover it, but there is a common soft shield between the two lover seats. side.

The movements at the beginning were relatively small, Yuan Cheng just frowned, but later on he became more aggressive, and when he got close to the soft block, he could vaguely hear the sounds of en-en-en-en-en-en and fierce lips and tongues colliding from over there.

"Well, Brother Yuan...is the movie over?" The lover in his arms seemed to be involved and woke up, and opened his eyes in a daze, "Hey, it's still on the air..."

Yuan Cheng pursed his lips, rubbed his hair soothingly, and said lightly, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he raised his left hand and slammed his fist hard at the soft barrier that caused the movement.

Because the shielding part is made of soft materials, the sound was not loud but it was shaken up. The side that caused the movement yelled "Damn!" and then the movement stopped.

Yuan Cheng raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Zhang Chongji looked at his actions suspiciously, but was blushed by Yuan Cheng's tender eyes: "Go on to sleep, I'll call you when the movie is over."

"Ah, I, I won't sleep anymore." Zhang Zhongji rubbed his eyes as if he was embarrassed to waste the time of such a date, and watched the movie screen in Yuan Cheng's arms.

At this time, the movie was getting better and better, the final murderer was about to be announced, and the picture was not very scary, so Zhang Chongji was attracted to watch it with relish.

Yuan Cheng looked dotingly at the person in his arms, but very few looked at the movie.

Suddenly, a horrible scene appeared abruptly on the movie screen, causing Zhang Chongji to cry out in fright, and turned his head to shrink into Yuan Cheng's arms. It was such a simple movement, but it happened to be the rubbing of two lips.

Subconsciously caressing his lips, Yuan Cheng watched the blushing cheeks of the lover in his arms and stared blankly at him, finally couldn't control himself and kissed him.

"Well--"

The pressed lips were soft as expected. Zhang Chongji put his hands on Yuan Cheng's shoulders, but he was surprised at the beginning and then slowly accepted Yuan Cheng's request for a kiss.

Unlike Yuan Cheng, who looked cold, his lips were as hot as fire. When he kissed Zhang Chongji, he almost thought his lips were going to melt.

Gentle movements, careful exploration, like a treasure being held in his arms and carefully cherished.

"Xiaojing..."

When he left his lips, a hoarse voice overflowed from Yuan Cheng's throat, and his hand couldn't help sliding from his back to Zhang Zhongji's buttocks, but such a small movement made Zhang Chongji tremble all over, and the roots of his lovely ears flushed red up.

Yuan Cheng smiled softly, put his palm on Zhang Chongji's cheek and kissed him again.

This time the kiss was more domineering than the last one, inadvertently prying open the teeth, the dexterous tongue just invaded Zhang Zhongji's territory, chasing and entangled his tongue, sweeping across his gums.

Kissing your favorite lover, as long as you think about it, a shuddering feeling arises spontaneously from the spine, softening half of Yuan Cheng's body.

Just as he was kissing so deeply, the soft seat on this side was punched hard, causing the soft seat to tremble a little bit. Zhang Chongji broke away from his obsessive kissing skills in a panic, his eyes wide open and he was at a loss Looking at Yuan Cheng intently.

At this moment, Yuan Cheng only felt angry for a while, and the feeling of being interrupted was really uncomfortable. While provoking his lover's chin again, Yuan Cheng ruthlessly hit back the couple sitting next to him with his fist.

Although such an action seemed a little childish, the other side did not fight back and became quiet instead.

Only then did Yuan Cheng hook the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and printed his lover's lips again.

It's okay to interrupt other people's intimacy; but if you interrupt his intimacy, please be responsible for the consequences.

When he left the movie theater, his eyes that were originally adapted to dark vision suddenly could not adapt to the light, and Zhang Chongji couldn't help but some physiological tears flashed from the corners of his eyes.

Covering his eyes with one hand, Yuan Cheng led the other hand. Zhang Chongji realized that Yuan Cheng had led him to the front of the car only after his eyes had fully adapted to the bright light.

"Are you hungry, let's go eat."

Indeed, it was almost eleven o'clock after leaving the cinema, and it was time to have lunch.

Clutching his faintly growling stomach, Zhang Zhongji nodded lightly and got into the car.

"What do you want to eat?" Yuan Cheng started the engine, and looked at Zhang Chongji with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm—" Nodding his forehead and thinking about it, Zhang Chongji looked very annoyed, "I don't know..."

Yuan Cheng laughed, and said lightly: "It's okay, think about it slowly."

"Ah, that's right!" Zhang Chongji seemed to have thought of something, looked at Yuan Cheng excitedly, his black eyes flickered like stars at night, "Brother Yuan, let's go eat Mala Tang together, shall we?"

"Malatang?" Yuan Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at him in a little astonishment.

What it is?

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"Here we can order what we want, and we can mix and match. It's affordable and delicious. Well, it's like a buffet?"

Zhang Chongji delivered a stainless steel vegetable clip and a small fruit basket to Yuan Cheng, smiling, "The cabinet is too high, Brother Yuan, can you help me?"

Yuan Cheng looked at him dotingly, took the two things silently, but looked at the food in such a large cabinet again, his expression was a little stiff, and he moved his lips for a while, with some innocent meaning: "Xiaojing... you want what to eat?"

"Well, I want to eat this, and this...ah, and that!"

The lover's coquettish tone made Yuan Cheng very useful, Yiyi helped him grab the food he wanted, her tender eyes and that handsome appearance instantly killed many women who were dining in the restaurant.

"Here, your numbers 47 and 45."

Ignoring the female shop assistant's frequent winks at him, Yuan Cheng frowned and looked at the big bowl of food on the table: "Why... there is only one bowl?"

"Ah——" Zhang Chongji exclaimed, lowering his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "It's me, I just asked the clerk to add it together, because I want to use... a bowl with Big Brother Yuan."

Use together...a bowl?

Yuan Cheng looked at his little lover's rather shy and embarrassed face, and felt as if he had been hit on the head.

so cute!

It took him a while to react, and he coughed lightly, pretending to be calm, and said, "En, good."

Seeing his lover's joyful expression, Yuan Cheng felt that he had made the right choice, but the next second he felt a little regretful.

The dollops of chili oil and balsamic vinegar added so much that he could feel the stimulating taste just by smelling it with his nose.

"Xiaojing..." Yuan Cheng hesitated to speak, but when he saw his lover blinking and looking at him with interest, his heart softened instantly and he fell silent.

Because of being a lawyer, he needs to debate the importance of a clear stutter and a voice. He has always seldom come into contact with hot and sour things, let alone such a heavy-tasting Mala Tang.

But seeing his lover's expression, he couldn't harden his heart. He even felt that his voice was not so important anymore. Isn't it just eating spicy food once? He can still do such a small thing.

Although he said so, Yuan Cheng's face became stiff when he took the first bite.

There was a burning pain in the throat, and the acid almost melted his teeth.

Looking up and seeing his lover eating with gusto, Yuan Cheng sank his eyes, and once again stuck his chopsticks into the bowl that made his throat compatible.

As long as his little lover is happy, it's no big deal.