Jin Ancheng was scolded by Ling Zihuan, but he was not angry, and continued to look for a movie with his mobile phone, "Then what theme do you like?" ”

It was not easy to come out with Ling Zihuan today, and he didn't want to give up the opportunity just like that.

Liang Ran was completely left to dry the popcorn bucket aside, and a trace of displeasure crossed the corners of her slender eyes.

Looking at Ling Zihuan's cute and delicate cheeks, a sudden jealousy made her lose control, and she spilled popcorn all over her with a shake of her hand.

"Huh!"

Ling Zihuan was wearing a snow-white cotton suit, and even her feet were wearing white fur boots.

The golden syrup-stained popcorn poured out of the bucket and spilled all over her, not to mention several sticks on her shoes.

"What are you doing?" Jin Ancheng took the lead in roaring, looking at the popcorn all over the ground, his face was ugly.

If he was not mistaken, she deliberately crooked the popcorn bucket before she spilled Ling Zihuan all over her body.

Her white cotton clothes were all stained.

Liang Ran held the empty popcorn bucket with an aggrieved face, and she pursed her mouth, "What are you shouting, I didn't mean it." ”

There are not many people in the cinema today, but Jin Ancheng scolded and spoke Chinese, which has made many foreign friends look at them, and their eyes are still full of trial and scrutiny.

Liang Ran felt that he was very faceless, and he blamed Ling Zihuan!

At that time, Ling Zihuan looked down at the popcorn on his body, and stretched out his hand to sweep it off without saying a word.

She cupped the tip of her nose and raised her head to look at Liang Ran, "You didn't mean to?"

Liang Ran looked at Ling Zihuan's big black and white eyes, and nodded weakly, "Zihuan, of course I didn't mean to. ”

"But I think you're!" Ling Zihuan frowned, her pretty face tense, very unhappy.

When she said this, Liang Ran couldn't help but shine, as if his heart was empty, and his voice was raised, "Ling Zihuan, how can you think so, we are friends!"

As she spoke, a steady and powerful footstep came from the right side of the waiting area, "I want to be friends with my girl, but you can't climb high!"

Ling Zihuan looked at Liang Ran's eyes and suddenly froze.

Why did she hear the second uncle's voice again?!

Ling Zihuan's dark eyes blinked, and his fingers couldn't help but pluck out his ears, and he nodded with a tiger face, "That's right! I'm not friends with you!"

As she spoke, she stood up with a cold face, and as soon as she turned around, she bumped into someone.

Ling Zihuan: "......"

The momentum she had managed to maintain just now was shattered in one fell swoop.

Ling Zihuan covered the tip of his nose and raised his head with a blank eye, the three words sorry were lingering on his lips, but he saw the handsome and cold second uncle.

She was stunned.

The second uncle hadn't blurted out the words yet, as if he had thought of something, and immediately shut up.

She snorted quietly and turned her head away from him.

At this time, Liang Ran stood up and looked at the man in front of Ling Zihuan, with fear and vigilance in his eyes.

This old man with a strong aura is not easy to mess with at first glance.

He was tall and slender and straight, especially the piercing eyes, which fell on him, making Liang Ran feel a tingling scalp.

"You, are you Ling Zihuan's parent?" Liang Ran asked in a trembling voice, she wanted to sue, Ling Zihuan had a course at the end of the semester and hung up again.

Jin Ancheng on the side looked at Liang Ran and pouted in disgust.

He knew Qiao Mu, he had been here before, and he had warned him, he was Ling Zihuan's second uncle.