Don't you want to spend even one night with me?"
"That's not what I meant." Huo Ziming's face turned red. For some reason, he felt that the atmosphere was starting to become ambiguous.
"Look, the conditions of this cinema are very poor, the sofas are uncomfortable, and the location is so small. Besides, it's late now and the air conditioner is turned off. Don't you feel a little cold?"
"Oh oh."
Jasmine was so anxious that she was sweating profusely just now, but now her mind calmed down a little, and she suddenly felt naked, and her exposed skin was covered with goosebumps.
It is now the cool time of autumn. Although the climate in City A has always been relatively warm, there have been several autumn rains recently and the temperature has dropped sharply.
Jasmine didn't wear much today, only a thin shirt.
As for Huo Ziming, although he had worn a coat before, when he entered the cinema, he thought it would be hot if the air conditioner was turned on in the cinema, so he left his coat in the car.
At this moment, he was only wearing a shirt, and both of them felt that the cold air of the night had invaded their bodies through the damp walls.
Jasmine couldn't help but tremble. Facing this empty theater with more than 200 seats reflecting white light, she felt even colder. She didn't know why she remembered the contact lens she had made fun of before.
The female ghost, instead of finding it funny at this time, actually felt a little scary and couldn't help but tremble.
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Huo Ziming held her arm sadly and said, "Xiao Mo, let's go to the seats and stay warm. It's very cold when the wind blows in at the door."
Jasmine nodded, this is the only way now.
So the two of them supported each other and returned to the couple's seat where they were just sitting.
This couple's seat is just for watching movies and is not very big.
Let alone two people lying down, even lying down alone would be too crowded.
But it's very cold here now, and neither of them wants to separate.
And...well, Jasmine is still afraid of ghosts...
So it was still like when he was watching the movie just now, with Huo Ziming leaning there and Jasmine leaning on his shoulder.
But maybe it was because they had already slept just now, or maybe it was just a little cold here, and neither of them could sleep.
After a while, Jasmine sneezed, and Huo Ziming hugged her distressedly.
"Xiao Mo, what's wrong, are you cold? I'll take off my shirt and put it on you."
"No, you only have this one on you, what are you going to do if you wear it for me?"
"I'm not cold, I'm in good health."
Before Jasmine could react, Huo Ziming had automatically unbuttoned his shirt, one button, two buttons, three buttons... His shirt was ivory white.
The chest under the shirt is increasingly ivory white, with clear texture, not overly strong, but with a sexy curve that allows people to lean on it safely.
Especially whenever he spoke and breathed, his chest would tremble slightly.
Looking further down, the smooth lower abdomen vaguely shows the outline of muscles. Could it be the legendary six-pack abs?
Jasmine felt disgusted with her Qisi and quickly retracted her thoughts.
But the way she looked at his chest infatuatedly just now was caught in Huo Ziming's eyes, but he didn't say anything.
He just smiled casually, curling his lips.
And that smile, filled with three points of pride and seven points of enchantment, killed all of Jasmine instantly.
Jasmine secretly hated herself for being too intolerant of his seduction.
Isn't it just looking at his chest? It's not like I haven't seen it before.
This chapter has been completed!