Just like that, after watching for more than half an hour, suddenly there came a thumping sound from the seats behind Chen Yang and Yang Ruoxi.
Moreover, it was accompanied by a sense of abruptness.
It felt like someone was kicking their chairs from behind.
Feeling uncomfortable, the two exchanged a glance and then raised their heads to look back together.
They saw seated behind them a lady in her early thirties, holding a child around four or five years old.
The discomfort just now was caused by the child in the lady's arms.
He was wearing leather shoes, and when his feet swung back and forth, he would kick Chen Yang and Yang Ruoxi's seats.
"Little friend, please don't kick the seat, okay? You'll disturb Auntie watching the movie." Seeing it was a little child, Yang Ruoxi wasn't angry and gently tried to communicate with him.
But the child, for some reason, not only ignored Yang Ruoxi's words but got even more blatant.
