Jiang Baizhou pressed his lips into a straight line, pondering for a moment, a hint of deep meaning flickering in his eyes. His cool lips lightly moved, emitting a sexy and rich bass: "After the movie, let’s stop by the bookstore to have a custom tag made."
"A tag?" Cen Jin looked at him in confusion, completely unsure of what he was talking about. She leaned closer and whispered, "What kind of tag, and what for?"
"A tag that says ’Taken,’ to stick on you." Jiang Baizhou gave a soft hum. It wasn’t hard to detect a trace of resentment and a bit of proud displeasure in his voice: "To stick on you."
Cen Jin was speechless, with three black lines falling beside her forehead. From his simple four-word phrase, she detected an undercurrent of jealousy.
"Alright! Then when we have yours made, let’s get one for you too."
"Don’t look at me with those innocent eyes. The number of girls chasing after your phone number and WeChat ID could fill two Chunxi Roads, you know?" Staring into his puzzled and innocent dark eyes, Cen Jin immediately recalled the scenes of girls chasing after him for his number, trying every trick in the book to flirt with him, and felt particularly unamused.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Baizhou raised an eyebrow, and in the dim light of the cinema, the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly. He finally felt her genuine concern for him.
"Great, we can customize a couple’s set." Jiang Baizhou’s gaze shifted from her to the screen, and the tone of his voice lingered, giving a lingering impression of deeper meaning.
Cen Jin looked at him in surprise, feeling that today’s Jiang Baizhou was someone she’d never seen before, so unfamiliar. After staring at him for a while, she leaned closer and whispered, "Why do I feel like you’re so different today? Not like yourself at all?"
"Like you’re talking more, with more expressions, and you’re even smiling so obviously. Most importantly, you’re even joking, which is totally the opposite of your usual self." Cen Jin counted on her fingers, feeling more and more that something was off: "Did someone possess you today?"
Jiang Baizhou gave her a sidelong glance, raised his hand to gently tap her forehead, then slowly lowered it, naturally holding her hand, lightly pulling his lips: "Really? Maybe today is just special! Watch your movie, and if you keep staring at me, I won’t be polite."
A trace of slyness flashed in Jiang Baizhou’s eyes. He slightly pressed his lips and unabashedly looked at her pink lips.
Cen Jin’s heart skipped a beat, instantly understanding what he meant by ’not polite,’ and she rolled her eyes at him, trying to shake off his hand. But after several attempts, she couldn’t, and instead, he held her even tighter.
Seeing his goal achieved, Jiang Baizhou’s lips curled into a subtle smile as he looked at the screen: "Watch the movie."
Cen Jin’s heart was aflutter, trying hard to calm herself and looked at the screen. Gradually, the movie’s plot occupied her mind, and all her thoughts followed the storyline.
Midway, there were several heartwarming scenes in the movie, and a grandmotherly smile of envy bloomed on Cen Jin’s face. Jiang Baizhou supported his head with one hand, his eyes were on her the whole time, with no interest in the movie at all.
When he saw her smile, his peripheral vision involuntarily glanced at the screen, just in time to catch the scene of the male and female leads’ sweet kiss. His gaze slightly lowered, and as he watched her repeatedly sipping on fruit tea, he suddenly felt an urge and slowly leaned over, whispering softly, "Cen Jin..."