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Chapter 636

"Back?" Seeing the man coming, Rong Shu put down her phone and stood up.

The man hummed, his voice gentle, "I'm back."

He liked her words "I'm back" very much, which made him feel like she was asking him to go home.

"What did you buy?" Rong Shu looked at his right hand and saw that he was holding a blue towel in his right hand. The towel was bulging as if something was wrapped in it.

Rong Shu looked at the man with a puzzled face, "Why did you buy a towel?"

"I didn't buy it." Fu Jingting walked over and sat down, "It was given over there."

He looked towards the sales counter.

"Oh~" Rong Shu trailed off, looking at the man with subtle eyes, "It's a gift."

"Yeah." Fu Jingting nodded.

Rong Shu pursed her red lips and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the cashier is a woman. If the woman gives it to you, just accept it. Why, are you afraid of hurting others' feelings?"

Listening to the woman's sour tone, Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked down at the towel in his hand, then at the woman who looked obviously unhappy, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Rong Shu's eyes widened, "Are you still laughing? What's so funny?"

"Okay, I won't laugh." Fu Jingting coughed lightly against his lips and stopped laughing.

However, the smile in his eyes was so obvious.

"Are you jealous?" he asked, looking at the woman.

Rong Shu's expression changed, she turned her head to one side, and replied duplicitously: "Who is jealous? I'm not jealous."

Fu Jingting noticed her harsh words and patted the place next to him, "You misunderstood. This is because I jumped in line before watching the movie and bought all their inventory as a thank you gift to everyone because I helped them finish it in advance.

After knowing the performance, everyone knew that I needed this, so they gave it to me directly.”

So that’s it.

It turns out that the cashier lady didn’t give it to him because she thought he looked good.

That’s right, how could anyone like someone and give them a towel?

Realizing that she was wrongly jealous, Rong Shu's face couldn't help but feel hot, and she felt a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I wronged you."

She apologized quietly.

Fu Jingting put down the towel in his hand and stood up, and suddenly rubbed her hair, "Okay, you don't need to apologize to me. On the contrary, I am very happy that you can wrongly accuse me."

"Hey?" Rong Shu looked up at him, "Why?"

"Because you are jealous, it means you care about me, right?" Fu Jingting lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Rong Shu lowered her head slightly and said nothing.

Fu Jingting looked at the red tips of her ears, chuckled again, then pulled her to sit down, picked up the towel he had just put aside, and stretched it towards her.

Rong Shu was startled, "What are you doing?"

"Put it on your eyes." Fu Jingting said, putting the towel on her eyes.

Suddenly, the cold touch made her close her eyes.

It turned out that the towel was filled with ice cubes.

"So, what you want to buy are ice cubes?" Rong Shu asked.

Fu Jingting hummed, "You cried too many times in the screening room, and your eyes are slightly swollen. If you don't apply enough, you will definitely have lightbulb eyes tomorrow."

"You have a bright eye." Rong Shu scolded him.

Fu Jingting replied seriously: "I can't, because I didn't cry."

"Then you are very proud?" Rong Shu's lips twitched.

Fu Jingting chuckled, "Okay, don't move, it will be applied to your face in a while."

Rong Shu snorted and sat upright.

Half an hour later, Fu Jingting felt that the ice cubes in the towel had melted a lot and were no longer as bulging as they were at the beginning.

He didn't plan to continue applying it to Rong Shu, otherwise when all the ice cubes turned into water, it would drip down and wet her clothes.

"How about I take a look?" Fu Jingting took the towel away from Rong Shu's eyes and looked at it.

Rong Shu opened her eyes and took a while to see things clearly. She looked at the man and asked, "How is it?"

"It's gone." Fu Jingting took out the decorative handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped the ice water from her eyes.

Rong Shu blinked her eyes and said, "Just clear it up. By the way, what time is it?"

She remembered that it was six o'clock in the afternoon when they set off from Tiansheng.

I went to have dinner in the middle, and then went to the cinema again. When I arrived at the cinema, it was already past eight o'clock.

Then add in the two-hour movie, it’s probably past ten o’clock now, right?

Hearing Rong Shu's question, Fu Jingting raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's half past ten."

Sure enough, I guessed it right.

"It's so late, let's go back." Rong Shu looked around.

At this time, there were not many people in the cinema, and it began to feel deserted.

Fu Jingting nodded, "Then go back."

He stood up with a towel.

Rong Shu also stood up.

The two of them walked outside the cinema.

It was raining outside at the moment, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.

The moment Rong Shu walked out, a gust of cold wind hit her face. She shivered from the cold, sneezed immediately, and her body became tense.

She breathed into the palm of her hand, then rubbed it, and said with her teeth chattering slightly: "Why did it suddenly rain so heavily and it's so cold? It's much colder than the rain in the city center."

"Yeah." Fu Jingting nodded.

It is indeed very cold here. Even he, who is not very afraid of the cold, feels a little cold.

As you can imagine, the temperature here is indeed worse than in the city center.

Looking at the woman who was shivering from the cold and whose face turned pale, Fu Jingting pursed her thin lips.

Now he regrets letting Zhang Cheng decide on the cinema here.

"Take this." Fu Jingting handed the towel in his hand to Rong Shu.

Rong Shu stretched out her hand to catch it, and then saw Fu Jingting stretching his left hand out of the straps.

Rong Shu's expression suddenly changed and she quickly held down his left arm, "Fu Jingting, what are you going to do? Your hand is not healed yet, why did you take this away?"

"I'll take off my clothes." Fu Jingting looked at her and replied.

Rong Shu instantly understood why he had to take off his clothes, it was for her.

Seeing how cold she was, he wanted to give her a coat.

Although his move made her feel warm in her heart, she did not support it.

"No, you can't take it off!" Rong Shu looked at the man seriously, "I know you want to give me your clothes, but it's such a cold day and you gave me your clothes. What should you do?"

"It doesn't matter to me, I'm not cold." Fu Jingting put his right hand on the button of his coat.

Seeing that he was about to unbutton his shirt, Rong Shu became anxious, grabbed his tie and pulled it towards her.

Fu Jingting was pulled in front of her by her, and his entire upper body was bent down.

He also had a stunned expression on his face, obviously not expecting a woman to behave like this.

"you……"

"Who said you're not cold anymore?" Rong Shu interrupted the man directly. She said with a stern face: "Look at you, your lips are purple. Isn't this cold?"

At this point, the expression on her face suddenly softened, and her voice was no longer so strong, but much gentler, "I know you are afraid that I will get sick from the cold, so you want to give me the clothes, but at the same time, I

I don’t want you to get sick from the cold, and you’re wearing thinner clothes than me, so you should keep your clothes on and don’t take them off, otherwise I’ll be in a hurry with you, do you hear me?”

After saying that, she let go of his tie.

Fu Jingting straightened up and said, "I heard it."

"You heard that and you're still taking it off?" Rong Shu looked at him and put his hand on the buttons again, and had already unbuttoned one button. His face, which had already softened, became gloomy again.


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