Ye Feifei was stunned for a moment and had to admire Xiao Ling in her heart. This guy was as smart as before.
"Looking at your guilty expression, is there really something wrong with you?" Xiao Ling frowned when he saw that Ye Feifei was not as flattering as before, and sat up to watch the movie.
At this look, Xiao Ling was about to go crazy. In the end, it was really grand. Ye Feifei and the heroine were sitting in the water at the same time, with their smooth backs and pear dimples on their waists.
"Ye Feifei, this is a restricted movie!" After saying this, Xiao Ling put Ye Feifei on his shoulders and walked out of the cinema without giving her a chance to explain.
Xiao Ling is tall, and carrying Ye Feifei like this is very attractive in the cinema.
"Damn, that man looks so handsome. Carrying a woman like this makes my boyfriend feel so powerful."
"I really want to know who that woman is."
"Me too, I also want to know who that woman is."
Hearing the discussion of these people, Ye Feifei buried her head on Xiao Ling's back and whispered: "My dear, leave quickly, don't let them see who I am."
Xiao Ling patted Ye Feifei's butt and said mischievously: "Are you scared now?"
"I'm an artist. It's not good to spread such news. The key is, I don't want them to take pictures of you." Ye Feifei explained.
"I'm not afraid." Xiao Ling thought that she still had human skin on her face and was not afraid of being photographed by reporters. "You dare to expose your body. What do I have to fear?"
Ye Feifei: "..."
You know this guy cares about that last shot.
"Xiao Ling, I, I'm not..."
"I'm not Xiao Ling!" Xiao Ling quickened his pace. He wasn't really angry just now, but now he was really angry. The last thing he wanted to hear was Ye Feifei calling him Xiao Ling. He didn't want to be someone else's
Stand-in, but this little woman seems to be unable to learn, always treating him as someone else's stand-in.
"Ye Luo, I'm not...can you please listen to my explanation?" Ye Feifei was pushed into the back row by Xiao Ling and grabbed the man's wrist in a tangled manner.
Xiao Ling let go of Ye Feifei's hand, with a gloomy face that showed no trace of anger. He shook it hard, closed the car door, and turned around to go to the front row.
Ye Feifei saw Xiao Ling's anger in the rearview mirror and sat in the back seat, trying to think of a solution.
She turned her head several times, and finally she could only think of one trick, which was to pretend to cry.
As a result, Xiao Ling, who was angry in the front, soon heard thin cries coming from the back row. He turned around irritably and saw the woman's face covering her face.
"Crying?" Xiao Ling asked.
Ye Feifei didn't answer, but continued to pretend to cry. She knew that Xiao Ling was reluctant to let her cry, and Xiao Ling would definitely feel distressed by using this trick.
"Stop crying." Xiao Ling's voice was not as cold as before. He had to admit that what he couldn't stand was Ye Feifei's tears.
Ye Feifei sobbed twice but remained silent, and finally just lay down in the back row.
Xiao Ling knew that he couldn't coax Ye Feifei in the car, so he simply stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the car, returning to his shabby apartment first.
After the car stopped, he opened the back door and reached out to pull Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei still covered her face.
In fact, Ye Feifei is almost exposed now. Her eyes are not red or swollen at all. If you look carefully, you can see that she is not crying.
But Xiao Ling was so concerned that he didn't think much about it. Seeing that Ye Feifei couldn't come over, he held Ye Feifei in his arms domineeringly.
Ye Feifei was very happy to be hugged by a princess. She buried her head in Xiao Ling's arms, like a quiet kitten.