Chapter 77: I heard guys don't like being disturbed when they're playing games!

Lin Muyang watched Jiang Cheng and Su Manyao disappear at the ticket gate, he stood there, completely dazed.

Who the hell is this?! But what shocked him was that he actually saw that guy holding Su Manyao's hand! And it was Su Manyao who actively placed her hand in that guy's palm!

She had heard that Su Manyao had no boyfriend, so who was this guy? But no one answered his question.

Jiang Cheng had already taken Su Manyao's hand and walked into the cinema; after entering, their clasped hands loosened in perfect sync.

Su Manyao walked ahead, wearing slippers on her feet as she stepped on the cinema stairs, heading toward the rear seats.

Jiang Cheng followed behind; seeing Su Manyao stop, he said, "If we go further forward, our seats are still one row back."

Su Manyao glanced back at Jiang Cheng, said nothing, then went up another flight of stairs before walking toward the inner seats.

At that moment, the large screen in the lobby was playing an advertisement; the interior was very dim, but Su Manyao's skin was white as if it would glow.

Because the aisle between the seats was pitch black, Jiang Cheng could only lower his head and strain to see, yet he saw in the darkness the hem of her white long dress reveal two sections of snow-white calves swaying.

Also there was a pair of fair little feet that seemed to have a luminous effect.

After they were seated, Su Manyao glanced sideways at Jiang Cheng, then quickly withdrew her gaze.

Jiang Cheng stared at the big screen, not looking askance.

Su Manyao said, "That person just now was only someone I met due to work; we're not acquainted."

Her voice was clear and cold, giving off an unapproachable aura, making it hard to talk to her.

But Jiang Cheng couldn't help but slightly curl the corner of his mouth.

Is this older sister explaining things to me?

"From now on, don't bother with him; just seeing him annoys me." Jiang Cheng said offhandedly.

Su Manyao turned her face to look at Jiang Cheng's face, paused for two seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Jiang Cheng glanced over; Su Manyao had already turned her face and was looking at the big screen.

Jiang Cheng was somewhat surprised; when did this older sister become so obedient?

Given Yujie's personality, even if she was happy inside, she would still voice dissent.

Has she fallen?

Boom— a sudden booming surround sound came from the cinema; Jiang Cheng looked at the screen, and realized the movie was about to start.

The reason Jiang Cheng didn't ask for an explanation just then and instead walked over to interrupt that person's conversation with Su Manyao was...

It was because after he got his ticket and turned around, he could see Su Manyao's expression from afar.

Although if someone else saw Su Manyao's expression at that time, they would think there was no change, just her usual aloofness.

But Jiang Cheng felt something different; he saw that Su Manyao was annoyed by that man who was talking to her on the side.

How he could tell, he himself couldn't say; it was just a feeling, a strange feeling, but he was absolutely sure he hadn't misseen.

So at that time he didn't even ask, just walked over and took Su Manyao away.

Besides, I brought my girlfriend to see a movie this late at night; I was just stepping out to get a ticket, and you, you little punk, want to come over and hit on her? No way.

Soon the movie entered the main feature; Su Manyao looked left and right, and all the seats front, back, left, and right were empty, with no one else around.

She pulled her feet out of the slippers, curled up on the chair, sat sideways half-pressing her leg, then reached out to pinch her foot.

Jiang Cheng: "What's wrong?"

His eyes fixed on the slightly reddened soles of that pair of white feet near his thigh, he asked.

Su Manyao said, "I've worn high heels too much; my feet hurt."

Every time I've seen Su Manyao, she's been wearing high heels; this is the first time I've seen her in comfortable slippers.

Jiang Cheng felt that Su Mengyao didn't need to wear heels to look good; she looked just as nice in slippers.

He said, "Your feet hurt from wearing high heels all the time; can't you wear flats?" "You're pressing wrong; let me show you."

Jiang Cheng said while reaching out to snatch the feet from Su Mengyao's hands, then playing with them with both hands, not then pressing with both hands.

Su Manyao: Su Manyao felt the fingertips sliding across her soles, a little itchy, and she shrank back.

In the darkness she sized up Jiang Cheng, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She thought, "If you hadn't been so handsome just now, I wouldn't reward you!"

In her mind kept flashing the scene from just now in the cinema lobby where Jiang Cheng walked over and directly reached out his hand to her, then looked down at her from above.

At that moment, in Jiang Cheng's eyes, she saw a kind of sharp-edged confidence, as if she knew he would definitely reach out and place her hand in his palm.

And indeed that was exactly what happened; at that moment she couldn't control herself and reached out to place her hand on that palm.

After a while, Jiang Cheng lifted his head and interrupted Su Manyao's train of thought.

"All right, have you learned?" Jiang Cheng released Su Manyao's foot and said seriously.

Su Manyao didn't speak; in the darkness she just stared at him.

Jiang Cheng felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he turned his face away.

This woman really doesn't know gratitude; I helped her massage her foot, yet she won't even say thank you.

"And this one too," said Su Manyao, who had been silent all along.

Then Jiang Cheng felt a white shadow reach toward him, and a warm mass appeared in his palm.

Heh, you won't even say thanks, can I still help you? Jiang Cheng refused, pulling the white foot from his palm away.

"Do it yourself." Jiang Cheng said.

The foot reached out again and was placed in his palm.

Su Manyao said in a low voice, "No, I'm not as good at it as you."

"No pressing." Jiang Cheng firmly refused.

What the heck, saying to press and then pressing—how embarrassing!

"All right." Su Manyao said in her clear, cold tone.

But just as she was about to pull her foot back, she discovered her foot was clamped by Jiang Cheng.

Then I heard Jiang Cheng say, "Are you annoyed?"

He said that, but his fingers started kneading.

The ice‑cold Su Manyao couldn't help holding back her laughter, letting Jiang Cheng play with her.

Little rascal, you wanted to see black stockings just two days after we became friends—how could I not know what you like?

She raised her head and looked at the big screen, her gaze sweeping over the cinema seats.

In the dim light, Su Manyao's brows furrowed—not because her foot was itchy from Jiang Cheng's teasing, but because when she bought the tickets and picked seats, she saw that this auditorium was selling well.

At that time she also thought, buying a ticket for a crowded theater, so she and Jiang Cheng could watch a movie together like other couples, to make up for the previous regret.

Moreover, with many people there would surely be many couples, so she could watch how other couples behave and learn how to get along with her partner.

But looking at the situation now, including her and Jiang Cheng, the total number of people visible in the theater is no more than ten.

Moreover, all around her were empty seats; only diagonally ahead, separated by one row, sat a man and a woman, the woman leaning on the man's shoulder—likely a couple.

Su Manyao glanced at Jiang Cheng, seeing him engrossed in his game, and thought it better not to approach, having heard that guys don't like being disturbed when they're focused on playing.

Just then, the movie's sound gradually turned into romantic music, clearly mismatched with the on-screen action! (End of chapter)