Xiao Yingying was definitely the most cooperative, as she snuggled into Song Xiaodong's embrace while he and Miao Qingqing kissed; her little hand had already wandered off to who knows where.
Miao Qingqing felt Song Xiaodong's restless writhing, and naturally reached her hand under his clothes, only to retract it immediately when she touched Xiao Yingying's hand.
Song Xiaodong didn't force her, understanding that this was a process that needed time. Rushing things would only make Miao Qingqing resistant.
After kissing for a while, Miao Qingqing pushed Song Xiaodong away, looking at Xiao Yingying's mischief and couldn't help but spit disdainfully, "This is a movie theater, you two really don't know how to behave."
Xiao Yingying, eyes half-closed and full of a dazed look, said, "No one is watching anyway."
Miao Qingqing's face flushed as she sat up straight, turning her gaze toward the screen, "Then you two do whatever you want, I'll watch the movie."