"Snap—."
The lights in the movie theater suddenly brightened, and Jiang Baizhou’s handso yet serious face was clearly reflected in her clear eyes. Cen Jin was stunned, as if everything around her had frozen, so much so that she didn’t notice how many people walked past her.
Her mind only echoed with his words, not seemingly affectionate but very serious and sincere: "Let’s... get the marriage certificate tomorrow!"
Jiang Baizhou saw her there in a daze, his lips curved with a smile, not rushing, just holding her hand while sitting quietly there, waiting for her response, entirely without any urging.
It seed that ever since confirming their relationship, he had a grasp of her thoughts and feelings.
Just like now with the marriage certificate issue, he could conclude that she wouldn’t refuse because, very early on, it was destined that the na Nie Cenjin could only appear in his spouse column and only as his possession.
Yet until the theater staff ca in to clear the space, Cen Jin hadn’t made any response, only staring at him with empty eyes, her usually bright mind not knowing what it was thinking.
The whole theater was left with only the two of them. The staff, upon seeing this, approached with a nod: "Hello, we apologize, the movie has ended, and we’re preparing for clearing now."
Cen Jin’s thoughts were pulled back by the staff’s voice, awkwardly smiling: "Uh... sorry, we’ll leave right away."
"Thank you for cooperating, and you’re welco to visit us next ti." The staff replied politely with a nod.
Cen Jin turned to look at Jiang Baizhou, who was gazing at her with a rich smile. She gave him a slightly annoyed glance, picked up her bag, and pulled him toward the exit of the theater: "Let’s go!"
It was past ten when they exited the theater, and the evening breeze brought with it so coolness.
When they reached the underground parking lot hand in hand, Cen Jin stood before the front passenger seat door, waiting for him to unlock the car, but he showed no intention of pulling out the car keys, didn’t let go of her hand. Cen Jin turned around and t his deep ocean-like eyes as if she was about to be drawn in, stunned: "What’s wrong? Aren’t we... leaving?"
As soon as she spoke, Jiang Baizhou slowly leaned in, and Cen Jin, seeing this, instinctively leaned back. She was already close to the car, so when she retreated, her back swiftly pressed against the car door. In the next mont, his powerful arm lifted her waist, while his other hand propped against the car door, forming a circle, trapping her inside.
Before Cen Jin could voice her confusion, Jiang Baizhou lowered his head and gently pecked at her pink lips, exhaling warm breath, his voice charming and hoarse: "Still haven’t thought it through? Hmm?"
The familiar masculine pheromones lingered by Cen Jin’s ear, her heart thumping fiercely twice, accelerating continuously. Unconsciously, she licked her dry lips, but this small action in his eyes carried a special flavor, prompting him to kiss her several tis more helplessly, finally feeling unsatisfied, deepening the kiss directly.
"Mm..." Cen Jin was sowhat bewildered by his sudden and slightly aggressive and overbearing kiss.
When the kiss ended, Jiang Baizhou left her lips, breathing slightly heavily, and repeated his previous words: "Let’s... get the marriage certificate tomorrow!" But the look in his eyes was noticeably more affectionate and gentle than before.
Cen Jin still looked at him blankly, her nostrils lingering with his scent, lightly tiptoeing to wrap her arms around his neck, planting a sweet return kiss on his thin lips: "Okay."
This light and soft sweet sound resonated in Jiang Baizhou’s ear like the wind chis hanging by the window in sumr, lodious and lingering and like a pool of cool spring water, refreshing to the heart. He thought, this might be the most pleasant sound he had ever heard in his twenty-six years!
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