Chapter 447

Seeing this sharp contrast, Chang Cong felt that his face was hotter

"Ah, I don't want to play the carousel. It's not fun at all!"

Shallot flower is doodle doodle mouth, said he did not want to play carousel, she thought that was not fun.

Little guy didn't notice her dear sister's expression at this time, just simply said his mood.

She didn't like things like carousels. She only liked those exciting amusement facilities. Those big pendulums were her favorite!

Chang Cong: death!

Carousel or something, how lovely it will be! But this little guy just doesn't like it. He likes the exciting things.

Often porridge heart bitter ah!

This will see the little guy, immediately feel that before the lovely little face, this will become like a head with two horns of the little devil

Can I say that as like as two peas, it is the same as that man.

One day, many years later, when Feng Tingmo talked about the way she couldn't counselle today, Chang Cong naturally denied it. After all, she came through all the bullets. How could she be afraid of these things

Just because my memory is not there, otherwise it would not appear in such a situation.

But for Chang Cong, naturally, he didn't like Feng Tingmo's words. So that night, Chang Cong closed the door and let Feng Tingmo sleep in another guest room.

Naturally, men will not be so obedient. In the middle of the night, the door is quietly opened. They feel the familiar atmosphere around them, and they don't have much reaction to porridge.

I'm used to this man's breath, and I'll sleep well when I'm with him.

Naturally, it's all later

Often porridge is still trying to find a way to do the last struggle.

"Well, I'll wait for you outside, or I won't go there."

Often porridge porridge, this will only want to be far away from those facilities, how far can be the best!

It really doesn't matter that she is waiting outside. She doesn't have to care about her at all!

"No..."

Where would the little guy agree with Chang Cong's decision? Originally, he wanted to play with his sister. How could he let her wait outside alone!

But without waiting for Xiao Conghua to finish speaking, Chang Cong felt that his arm was grabbed by someone, and he walked uncontrollably towards the front, and the goal was the big pendulum.

Often porridge stunned turned his head, just saw the man's cold face.

"Together."

The short three words are full of irrefutable meaning.

The tangled expression on Chang Cong's face can't be seen by the little guy. Naturally, Feng Tingmo can see it clearly.

Thinking of the rejection of these things by Chang Cong before, Feng Tingmo couldn't guess Chang Cong's heart.

So this will pull the action of Chang Cong, Feng Ting Mo is intentional.

Isn't this woman very powerful? She just likes to fight him. Unexpectedly, there are things that this woman is afraid of. He really thinks that this woman is not afraid of anything!

How could he have missed such an opportunity.

So almost did not give Chang Cong the opportunity to react, directly dragged her away.

He wants to see if this woman can keep her usual posture!

The man's eyes flashed a touch of undercurrent, the action on the hand did not stop pulling the porridge forward.

But this appearance, in other people's eyes, is unexpectedly warm.

The man half embraces the woman's shoulder, and the woman leans in the man's arms, holding a baby like the elf in her hand. Obviously, she is a happy family of three.

Moreover, the appearance of the three people is not vulgar, but also attracted more attention, a voice of praise.

It's just a kind voice.

Naturally, only the party concerned knows what the real situation is like

Chang gruel is not in the mood to continue to pay attention to the things around her, her mind has long been drifting to the clouds.

His face still kept a shocked expression, so he was pulled forward by the man.

By the time she recovered, she was already sitting on the seat of the pendulum, and the staff were wearing her seat belt.

Chang Cong

Silently closed eyes, deep breathing, not nervous, she is not nervous.

"Yeah, it's finally going to start!"

The little guy is really excited. He smiles at her sister gruel and wants to jump on her.

It's just that obviously I'll be sitting on the seat, wearing a seat belt, and I can't move at all, which saves her action.

"Sister porridge is happy!"

However, the little guy obviously didn't notice sister Cong's abnormality. He just took care to share his joy.

It's just that she was so excited that she wanted to go out to play since she was sick. After so long, she finally got well and could come to play. It's strange that the little guy is not happy!

Named Chang Cong

Can she say no

Obviously, looking at the little guy's bright eyes, Chang Cong had a hard time swallowing his saliva, and he couldn't say what he refused.

"Well, it's fun!"

Ignorance of conscience, often porridge strong support his smiling face, replied, inside the unwilling, simply to overflow out, OK.

The little guy is happy.

"Yeah, I knew sister Cong would like it!"

Little guy, this will be really happy. Naturally, she likes to share what she likes with sister Cong.

This will see porridge sister also like, the little guy will be more happy.

Chang turned his head and couldn't bear to look at xiaoconghua again. He held the seat tightly in his hand. His fingers even turned blue, and there was no blood in them.

It's obviously true.

It's just because he's in front of the little guy, so Chang Cong can only try to control his expression, otherwise it's too humiliating

It's Feng Tingmo. She looks at Chang Cong thoughtfully. The woman's face is a little white. I think it's because of her present situation.

Turn an eye, no longer continue to see to often gruel gruel, the face is still no expression, have not been infected by oneself present environment.

It's also true that this kind of thing, for Feng Tingmo, is very childish. If it wasn't for the little guy, he would never have been sitting here.

Often porridge in the heart of silent prayer, but in the end or to start.

In the first move, Chang Cong's palms sweat instantly, trying to restrain his desire to shout.

Around the ears is an endless stream of shouts, obviously also afraid.

Chang Cong was silent.