Then he elegantly put the snacks on the chair next to his seat.
He had long been sure that Monique wouldn't change the film.
"No, no, just... just this! I like it!" Monique replied in a panic, and then took the opportunity to reach out from Henry's hand.
She almost threw up. “As long as I watch the movie with you, I don’t care which movie it is.”
Fortunately, she recovered and changed her words.
But Monique didn't know what kind of movie it was.
Ever since she got the movie ticket, she had been in a daze. She had been nervous until now.
Monique stood there in a daze.
Compared with Monique's panic, Henry looked calm.
Henry sat down lazily.
"Sit down!" Henry raised his eyebrows.
His deep and magnetic voice was faint.
His slender fingers pointed to the empty seat next to him.
Although Monique had been looking forward to watching a movie with Henry before.
But at that time, she thought that the four of them would come together.
Now there were only the two of them in the empty movie hall.
She was so nervous that her palms were sweaty.
His mind was also in a mess.
He didn't dare to sit directly next to Henry.
As a result. she had to pretend that she didn't see the position Henry was pointing at, and then sat down silently across Henry.
Although that was the case, her heart was still pounding, and it was almost difficult to lift it up.
They came in earlier, and the movie had not yet begun.
Monique did not dare to look at Henry. She pretended to tidy the sharp hair in her ear with her slender and fair hands.
Then she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.
After that, she took a deep breath.
This was the first time in a long time that they had been alone in the same room.
It was more or less awkward.
Monique really wanted to say something.
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