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The movie starts.

The lights in the screening room went out, leaving only the light of the screen.

The young lovers in all positions were cuddling together and covered with blankets.

I don’t know what the hands under the blanket are doing.

The blankets are moving anyway.

Chen Feng and Rosasha were also covered with blankets.

His back was against the head of the bed.

There are small tables for food and drinks nearby.

There are snacks and drinks outside the hall, free self-service, you can take as much as you want.

Rosasha held Chen Feng's waist tightly with her hands, rested her head on his chest, and stared at the screen intently, as if watching TV.

And what about Chen Feng?

Breathing in the daughter's fragrance of Rosasa, he gently rubbed her hair with his chin from time to time, and stared at the screen.

He seems to be watching TV too.

But in fact, neither of them looked into it.

Because under the blanket, their feet were rubbing together all the time.

When Rosasa came up, she took off her socks.

Her feet are very delicate, with ten toes as green as bamboo shoots, and her nails are all painted with light pink nail polish, which makes her look very girly.

So Chen Feng also took off his socks.

The two people's feet were intertwined and they were rubbing each other.

It feels amazing.

Chen Feng had never had such physical contact with a girl.

Rosasa's feet are very beautiful.

The shape is good, the skin is good, and the toes are green and tender. Just looking at it makes me want to grab it and play with it.

Just like that, the two of them carelessly teased each other with their feet.

Rosasa's face turned red as she teased her.

Chen Feng also felt hot all over.

Some people say that women's feet are very sensitive.

I didn’t understand it before.

But I finally saw it today.

Rosasha couldn't watch the movie anymore. She looked up at Chen Feng with a shy expression, her eyes watery, as if she was angry but also happy.

Beito bit his lip.

In the dark light, it looks like an emotional little wild cat.

Chen Feng smiled and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Stop it, it's so itchy."

Rosasha blushed and whispered softly.

"You did it first."

"Then I won't move, okay?"

"no."

Chen Feng simply sat up, reached into the blanket, pinched her feet, and whispered with a smile: "You bastard, let me study it."

"..."

Rosasa instantly softened.

Suddenly, he was so weak that he lay on the bed, biting his lip, staring closely at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with mist, as if water was about to burst out.

Chen Feng ignored her and simply lowered his head and pinched her toes.

It feels really good.

Weak and boneless.

It smells slightly sour.

Just when Chen Feng was addicted to playing, a strange sound suddenly came from a corner in the screening room.

Everyone was stunned.

They all turned to look over.

I saw the two people in the far corner had covered them all with blankets.

I don’t know what I’m doing down there.

Anyway, the blanket was stirring quite a bit.

As a result, everyone withdrew their gaze in surprise.

Everyone plays their own game.

But as time went by, there were more and more strange sounds in the screening room.

Rosasa's face was as red as an apple.

After holding on for more than 20 minutes, she finally couldn't hold on any longer. She gritted her teeth and held down Chen Feng's hand. Then she quickly put on her socks and shoes, and whispered softly: "Come on, let's change places."

"Now?"

Chen Feng looked at her doubtfully.

"Yes, let's go quickly."

Rosasha's forehead was covered with sweat. She urged Chen Feng to put on his shoes, take away his personal belongings, and pulled him out of the cinema quickly.

Ten minutes later.

In a high-end hotel nearby.

Two people opened the room.

Rosasa pursed her lips throughout the whole process, biting her lower lip with her teeth, her eyes firm and hot.

Went upstairs and opened the room.

After dragging Chen Feng in, the fire sign girl became full of enthusiasm.

At that moment, Chen Feng fell directly.

…

A night of fun.

The next day.

It started to rain lightly in Yanjing.

An autumn rain and a cold.

It feels like the temperature in the hotel has dropped.

Big bed.

The two of them were tightly intertwined. They were both awake, but neither of them wanted to get up.

Rosasa is not very convenient.

Chen Feng was reluctant.

So the two of them lay on the bed, feeling each other's body temperature.

Compared with the cold temperature outside, the quilt feels as warm as spring.

at some point.

Rosasha blushed and finally opened her eyes.

In those clear, watery eyes, the girl's innocence became less and the mature woman's charm became more.

She quietly reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, opened it and took a look.

Mainly because she was afraid that Tong Gege would find her.

Fortunately, there were no missed calls on my phone.

There is no information about Tong Gege.

Rosasha wasn't ready to get up as long as she wasn't chasing her.

Get tired of it first.

At this moment, Chen Feng was still asleep with his eyes closed, lying in her arms, which was so comfortable.

The corners of Rosasa's mouth curled up slightly.

Happy!

He reached out and gently touched Chen Feng's hair, then picked up his phone and scrolled through today's news and headlines.

As soon as I refreshed the page, I saw a piece of news from Yanjing making the headlines.

"Today's News: The man who escaped from the Yanjing Division live broadcast of "Who is the Actor" last night was identified as a fugitive suspect seven years ago and has been captured by the police. 》

"Heaven!"

Rosasa let out a soft cry.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feng closed his eyes, leaned into her arms, and murmured, "Is something wrong?"

"Chen Feng, during the live broadcast last night, the man you scared away was really a wanted fugitive, and he has been captured by the police. Oh my god, he has killed someone before. The news said that the dagger in his hand was the one that killed people. Where’s the murder weapon?”

"Let me see."

Chen Feng lazily opened his eyes and glanced at the mobile phone in Rosasha's hand.

After a moment, he shook his head and laughed: "It's bad luck for him."

"He's really unlucky."

Rosasa couldn't help but laugh and said: "I was originally going to watch a live broadcast, but an interaction with the contestants exposed him. I guess after he was caught, he wanted to die."

"After he was caught, even if he didn't want to die, he probably wouldn't be able to survive, right? He was saddled with a murder case and has been absconding for so many years. He will probably be sentenced to death or something."

"Um."

Rosasa curled her lips, closed the news interface, and refreshed the news for a while.

After scrolling and scrolling, he suddenly whispered again: "Another piece of news involving you has appeared. Ah Feng, you are so popular now."

"What news?"

Chen Feng asked casually.

"This seems to be about the 'Klatz Conjecture' that you demonstrated on the stage last night. The old professor who called last night publicly issued a statement condemning you."

Chen Feng raised his head in confusion: "Why are you condemning me?"

"Probably just to create hype."

Rosasa curled her lips: "He said that your previous idea of ​​​​demonstrating Kratz's conjecture was correct, and that the subsequent analysis was also correct. However, he said that your summary was nonsense. He said that you were blaspheming the sacred mathematics."

"My summary?"

"Yes, didn't you make the final conclusion and say that there should actually be an unknown positive integer between 3 and 4? He said this is pure nonsense. He said that you shouldn't use mathematics as entertainment."

Chen Feng chuckled and did not refute.

In fact, he himself didn't know whether this conclusion was nonsense.

Because once he assumes the role of a genius and mentally retarded, he will have many weird ideas that are difficult to accept.

As for the conclusion of Kratz's conjecture, who knows whether it was drawn by a genius or by a retarded person?