Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 154

It was dark on the big screen, and with music, there was a kind of gloomy atmosphere.

When there was a girl's scream in the middle of the hall, Wendy realized that it was a horror movie...

She quietly swallowed.

It was clear that the room was equipped with heating, but she could only feel the coldness coming from her feet.

Silently looking down, Wendy found that her palm was full of sweat. It was wet and she wiped it on her knee. The creepy music kept coming out.

She couldn't help but look at Charlie. She wanted to say if they could go home now.

However, she saw Charlie sitting there lazily. He looked very focused, as if he was watching with relish. She had to swallow her words back.

Something suddenly appeared on the screen, and a girl's scream rang out again in front of them.

Wendy didn't care about anything else. She lifted the armrest in the middle of them and moved closer to Charlie.

She rarely saw such horror movies. When she was in college, Emily had this habit, she liked to watch this kind of horror movies. One day, Emily insisted on watching it with her, which scared her so much that she didn't even dare to go to the bathroom alone at night. After that, she would stayed away from those ghost houses and so on in the amusement park.

"What's wrong?"

Charlie finally looked at her.

Wendy licked the corner of her mouth and faltered awkwardly, "Er, it's a little cold..."

"Hmm." Charlie nodded and put his hand on her shoulder. Then he raised his chin slightly and said, "Continue watching."

Wendy nodded and had to look at the screen again.

With the gloomy background music, the plot of the film continued. In the projection room, girls' screams were often heard

Charlie lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Wendy, who was curled up in his arms.

Whenever there was a horrible scene on the screen, she would close her eyes and hug his waist tightly. Her arms were trembling and she refused to let go. A sly light flashed through the bottom of Charlie's eyes and his lips couldn't help curling up.

The movie lasted more than a hundred minutes, and finally ended.

The lights in the projection hall gradually lit up, leaving only the floating subtitles on the screen. Wendy was still in a daze.

As the men and women came out of the cinema, Wendy still felt weak under her feet and could not come out of the scene of the movie for a while.

The movie was a midnight movie. When they got on the car, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

There were not many cars on the road. The white Land Rover shuttled through the neon lights, and Charlie did not turn on the broadcast. The bright and dark light shone into the car, forming a different kind of atmosphere.

Wendy held the seat belt in front of her tightly and stared at the kneecap with her head down all the way.

"Wendy?"

Suddenly, Charlie shouted.

She suddenly raised her head and seemed to be shocked. Her whole body became stiff and her pupils contracted to look at him.

Seeing her expression, Charlie asked slowly, "Are you all right?"

"...I'm fine!" Wendy breathed out a sigh of relief.

"We're home. Get off the car." Charlie raised his chin slightly.

Hearing this, she looked aside and was surprised to find that the car had stopped.

Wendy hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt and followed him out of the car to the building.

It was quiet in the corridor. The footsteps of the two people were crisscrossing, and every step seemed to echo.