When Xia Ling sat down on a roller coaster, she felt dizzy and didn't want to move by holding a tree on the side of the road.

It's so exciting.

It's exciting. She wants to throw up.

Xia Ling closed his eyes and felt that the man was still rolling in the air.

"Let you play one project, really?"

Fu Yunting's mockery came to Xia Linggang's ears. Xia Linggang wanted to open his eyes to refute, but he felt a cool smell on his temples and a cool smell on the tip of his nose.

Is he putting cooling cream on himself?

Xia Ling pursed her lips and felt warm in her heart.

Just be nice to others. You have to satirize others.

What a proud and vicious man.

"Well, open your eyes and have a look. Is your head still dizzy?"

Fu Yunting wiped his hands and handed the cool ointment to Xia Ling.

Xia Ling shook his head, "it's much better."

"So, let's play pirate ship again?"

Fu Yunting hooked his lips and deliberately teased her.

Xia Ling's face turned white.

Play again. She's going to throw up.

Fu Yunting was funny and stopped teasing her. "Forget it. I'm hungry and have no strength to play with you."

Other people come to the playground for fun. It's good for her. It's like suffering.

"Hungry? I'm hungry, too. Why don't we go to dinner."

Xia Ling was worried about not coming down the steps and hurriedly took Fu Yunting back.

I don't know how those people who play over and over again can hold on.

She played it once and didn't want to play it again.

Although it is very exciting, one time is enough!

Behind him, Fu Yunting looked at Xia Ling and took the initiative to hold his hand. The smile on the corners of his lips was stronger.

They left the playground and came to the car. Xia Ling was relieved.

Finally we can go to dinner.

Now she's really hungry enough to eat a cow.

"Where to eat?"

Fu Yunting, wearing his seat belt, inquired.

"Shall we go to the snack Lane on Qingyang Road?"

Xia Ling was suddenly a little greedy for the hot and sour powder in the street and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Snack lane?

Looks like a snack street?

It seems that he has never been there.

Fu Yunting frowned and didn't want to go to the roadside stall, but he saw someone's expectant eyes. Finally, he gave a sound and started the car.

Forget it, he just managed to make this silly woman happy.

Half an hour later, the car stopped across the busy street.

At night, the streets were crowded, and the atmosphere was lively and messy, especially full of life.

Xia Ling couldn't wait to get off the bus and walked quickly across the street.

The nose tip seems to have smelled the sour and spicy smell of hot and sour powder, which makes people swallow their saliva.

"Fu Ershao, hurry up."

Xia Ling came to the door of a shop and walked slowly towards Fu Yunting with a smile.

Someone doesn't seem happy to come here!

Yes, he's a noble second young man of the Fu family. He has rich clothes and food since childhood. He should never come to such a small place to eat.

So, can he eat spicy food?

Xia Ling's Apricot eyes turned drily, and a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

Someone mocked her several times in the playground. Does she want to revenge this revenge?

Behind him, Fu Yunting followed Xia Ling into the store without expression. Looking at the simple decoration and the greasy tables and chairs, he immediately frowned and frowned.

He's really rusty. Why don't good restaurants eat and come to such street snack bars to suffer?

I really want to turn around and leave. What should I do?

"Fu Ershao, don't be stunned. Sit down quickly. You see, I've wiped it for you."

Knowing that he disliked the poor environment here, Xia Ling kindly helped him wipe the tables and chairs with napkins.

Fu Yunting's thin lips pursed lightly, and reluctantly walked over and sat down.