Nan Mochen wasn't feeling good at all, staring coldly at the three of them.
In order to make it more realistic, they even wore special glasses so they could see the movie theater's 3D effects at home.
The three were so engrossed, laughing out loud with the storyline, completely oblivious to Nan Mochen's presence.
Nan Mochen twitched his lips, walked up to the TV with an intolerable look, and directly turned it off.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Nan Moxin took off her glasses and asked dissatisfied, "It was getting good!"
"Soap opera, no substance."
Nan Mochen sneered and stood in front of the TV as if saying: Who dares? Come turn it back on!
The huge black TV screen was right behind Nan Mochen. Shen Qingyan and the others looked at each other; none of them had the courage to turn the TV back on.
In their hearts, Nan Mochen when angry was like a volcano, not to be messed with!
"Let's play "Landlord" instead!" Shen Qingyan suggested a new game, putting the popcorn aside.
