"Okay." Fu Ying sat down obediently.
Mo Rao was about to retract her hand when Fu Ying grabbed it. He took out his phone and typed a line for Mo Rao to see: If you let go, I'll beat that bastard to death.
Mo Rao was really speechless. Did that person provoke him?
Why was this person so overbearing?
She was so angry that she wanted to curse, but it was inappropriate on this occasion. She could only take a deep breath and endure it!
Fu Ying held Mo Rao's hand in satisfaction and continued watching the movie.
In the past, he felt that there was nothing interesting about such a lovey-dovey movie, but today, he felt that it wasn't bad. It was relaxing and sweet. There was endless laughter, and even Mo Rao had laughed a few times.
During the entire movie, Fu Ying didn't let go of Mo Rao's hand.
After the movie ended, Mo Rao stood up and broke free from Fu Ying. "Alright, we're done watching!"
