Wen Miao went to the refrigerator to get fruit drinks and went back to the coffee table. He Yin was flipping through the video: "What kind of movie can you watch? Art films? Science fiction films? Cartoons? Or horror films?"

Before answering Xie Yan's words, Wen Miao asked: "Are there anyone afraid of horror movies?"

Although she was asking everyone, her eyes fell on Liner.

After a look, Lin Er guessed what she meant. The three of them grew up together and have been in love for more than ten years. Can Wen Miao still not know his friends?

I would ask this question mainly because I don’t know if Xie Yan is afraid of horror movies.

So Liner replied to his boyfriend: "No, just choose whatever you want."

"Then I'll vote for a horror movie." Wen Miao said, looking up at He Yin and signaling him to choose the type of movie first.

"Okay." He Yin responded, then pressed the projector's remote control, logged into his mobile phone account, opened the movie screening interface, and clicked on the horror type.

The first page refreshed all classic videos, with high ratings, but they have basically watched these classic videos before.

He Yin pressed the remote control and planned to flip the interface backwards, saying, "I'll see if there are any new releases. I've watched all the old movies, so it's not interesting to watch them again."

The sofa in the living room is half-circular, just around the coffee table for half a circle. There is a double sofa in the middle, and there are single sofas on both sides of the left and right. At this time, Wen Miao and He Yin each occupy a single sofa.

After Xie Yan turned off the light, he came over and sat next to Lin Er.

Liner stuffed a pillow for him.

Xie Yan raised his hand and took it, but did not hold it in his arms. Instead, he put it in the corner of the sofa, and then naturally hooked her fingers.

Liner subconsciously turned his head and looked over.

Xie Yan was very close to her, so close that she could clearly smell the faint sweet strawberry smell on him, and she could also feel the temperature coming from him when he leaned over.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the light was extremely dark, and only the faint blue light was lit up on the screen, and her two little friends:

A hamster was eating strawberries without distraction, with her cheeks bulging, like a little hamster secretly running out to find food at night.

A person was pressing the remote control of the projector, staring at the curtain in front of him, looking for the movie dutifully.

The lights in the room were too dark, and the sofa in the middle was a little far away from the screen. Lin Er couldn't see his appearance even when he looked up, and could only see a shadowy outline.

The two got closer, and the thin silver chains on Xie Yan's glasses frame fell down, accidentally sweeping across her ears, and the touch was a little cool.

Liner blinked, not moving.

Xie Yan habitually rubbed her head, then gently pinched her soft fingertips, and then leaned against the back of the sofa in a scattered manner.

Even though he didn't say anything, Lin Er couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

On the other side, He Yin flipped through for more than a day and finally found a video that was quite satisfactory to him. He stopped pressing the remote control and pointed at the screen while looking at the three friends: "How is this?"

Wen Miao, who was biting the strawberry in her head, finally stopped looking for food. She raced against time to swallow the strawberries in her mouth. Then she glanced at the video displayed on the screen and read the name of the movie in confusion: ""Ex-boyfriend who likes to burn paper money for me in the first seventh"?"

Lin Er, who had not had time to look up, said: "..."

This name is a good one, and it sounds like a horror movie, and it is also a side story about ethical dramas and emotional entanglement between men and women.

After reading the name, Wen Miao quickly recalled his impression of the video: "I probably haven't watched this. I heard that the name is quite unfamiliar. Is it a newly released?"

He Yin pulled the film introduction down, looked at the release time, and said: "It was released on November 1st, I will first look at the label of this movie."

As he said that, He Yin pulled the interface to the bottom of the comment section.

There are five labels under the name of the movie:

——"Reasoning, brain-burning, horror, suspense, thriller."

It looks quite attractive.

"Or that's all?" He Yin asked, shaking the remote control.

"Okay, let's see." Wen Miao said indifferently.

It doesn't matter if it's not reasonable or brain-burning. Anyway, she can't understand and can't figure out the logic. She wants this atmosphere when watching horror movies.

It's enough to have the atmosphere, it doesn't matter if the plot collapses.

With everyone's unanimous agreement, He Yin clicked the "Play" button.

After the opening music that made the spine cool, the four of them did not welcome the long-haired lady in a white dress, but instead welcomed an elite man in a suit and tie.

The elite man on the screen held a house model with his hands, smiled, and showed his eight standard teeth. He spoke with a sound of the sound of the word: "Buy a second-hand house, go to Jiangzhou House Sales App, Jiangzhou Second-hand house, urgently sell second-hand houses, face personal buyers, sell good houses at a good price."

Liner: “…”

Xie Yan: “…”

Wen Miao: "..."

All three of them had a look of being struck by lightning.

Only He Yin looked unsurprising, and obviously he had expected the advertisement to pop up.

Wen Miao pointed to the 270-second advertising time displayed in the upper right corner of the screen and asked: "Why are there any advertisements?"

He Yin said embarrassedly: "Oh, that's because I am an ordinary user and I don't have a membership, so I can't skip the advertisement."

Wen Miao: "..."

In the two and a half hours of movies, advertisements that pop up every five minutes take up most of the time, and the horrorous atmosphere is mostly consumed by advertisements from Jiangzhou House Sales App that appear from time to time.

Wen Miao couldn't bear it anymore, throwing a pack of potato chips over and hitting He Yin's arms: "You can't be a member?"

He Yin picked up the cell phone on the coffee table and said, "After waiting, I'll go find someone to borrow it."

Wen Miao: "?"

Liner: "?"

Xie Yan: "?"

The three of them received the highest silence.

Sometimes, just silence is enough to illustrate the problem.

So, after Pinduoduo cut a knife and praised the Double Eleven team, He Yin began to beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother again.

Wen Miao was quiet for three minutes and finally couldn't see it: "It's enough, you can drink thirty yuan milk tea, and you'll beg for 80 people for 90 yuan."

"This is different." He Yin said seriously, "Milk tea can be drunk, members must borrow it, and capitalists cannot make us a penny more."

Wen Miao: "..."

Wen Miao was angry and laughed: "You're not that little money?"

"Not bad." He Yin blinked, looking innocent, "But I just want to defeat the capitalists."

Wen Miao: "..."
Chapter completed!