"Hmm?" Cen Jin instinctively responded with a monosyllable, then turned to look at him, and a handso face suddenly enlarged infinitely in front of her eyes. Imdiately, a cool sensation grazed her rosy lips, causing her pupils to involuntarily dilate. Her hand holding the fruit tea tightened slightly, and the popcorn she had placed on the armrest was knocked to the ground by her elbow.
Jiang Baizhou was also taken aback; this was entirely unexpected, yet a pleasant surprise. The amusent in his eyes instantly softened, and not wanting to miss this unexpected delight, he leaned forward slightly to deepen the kiss.
Only when Cen Jin’s breath caught, and she felt a bit breathless, did he reluctantly pull away. The faint sweetness still lingered on his lips. Seeing her bewildered expression, Jiang Baizhou chuckled, took the fruit tea from her hand without blushing or skipping a beat, and took a sip: "It seems quite tasty. Hmm, it really is pretty sweet, though... slightly inferior to the one just now."
Hearing him remark so lightly, Cen Jin suddenly snapped back to reality and glanced around. There were five or six people in the sa row as them, including two couples, and two seats away from her. Beside Jiang Baizhou, there was only one seat before the step. The row behind them was empty, but several people were sitting two rows back. As she turned to look, one or two girls were watching her with envious smiles, clearly having witnessed what had just happened.
Cen Jin felt utterly embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. Looking up at Jiang Baizhou, who acted as if nothing had happened, she was so angry she ground her teeth and slapped his arm, glaring at him, and whispered furiously: "What are you doing? So many people are watching us from behind!"
Jiang Baizhou glanced aside at her flushed face, raised an eyebrow, leaned slightly towards her, and earnestly shook the fruit tea in his hand: "I just wanted to co over and ask if the tea was delicious. I didn’t expect you to turn your head and kiss . How could I refuse such a thing?"
"..."
Cen Jin was speechless, suddenly feeling that she didn’t understand Jiang Baizhou well enough. Now she saw through his aloof, abstinent facade; it was all nonsense. His true nature was devious and shaless.
Jiang Baizhou’s lips curled up again, letting her glare at him without saying any more, but he suddenly felt he might grow to love fruit tea in the future.
After the movie, it was already after five o’clock. Jiang Baizhou drove them to the bookstore as expected. While selecting those cookbooks, he asked her what she wanted to eat. Cen Jin skeptically asked, "Are you serious?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Baizhou glanced at her and continued to pick out books.
"Have you ever cooked?"
"No."
"Then what gives you the confidence?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Baizhou looked at her squarely and pressed his lips: "I think... even if I haven’t cooked before, I should learn better than you."
"..."
"Hey! Why are you attacking like that?"
Jiang Baizhou chuckled lightly, his slender fingers hooking backward to catch her hand, while his other hand picked up the three books he had already chosen: "These three will do, let’s go!"
After leaving the bookstore, Jiang Baizhou asked, "Hungry?"
"Not yet." Thinking about having eaten sothing past two in the afternoon, she shook her head. "So where are we going now?"
"Custom label?"
"..."
"Co on then! Let’s go eat first! I’m hungry." Hearing this, Cen Jin’s little face instantly fell, and she dragged him towards the parking spot.
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