Unlike on a roller coaster, there's nothing Gong Ming can do.

This time, he finally got what he wanted and held her in his arms, pressed her head on his chest, "let you be brave."

"How can I be brave?" An Yi Mo chokes a voice way.

"Well, you didn't show off."

"That's about it!" An Yi Mo grunts and is happy to put his head in his arms.

In this way, she can hear his powerful heartbeat and smell his good smell, which makes her feel at ease.

After listening to his heartbeat carefully for a while, he suddenly thought of something. An Yimo hurriedly pushed his chest and looked out.

"Aren't you afraid? And I insist on looking out! " Gong MINGYE pulled her head back. Now the ferris wheel is rising higher and higher.

"You can't do it without looking!" An Yimo looks at his perfect handsome face, although the height is so high that she is already a little dizzy.

"Tell me what you want to see, and I'll help you. In the future, if you have any fear and want to see, tell me all about it. I'll be your eye. "

"Tut..." how does an Yimo feel that Gong Ming night seems to be able to say more and more love words.

I know that's what makes girls happy.

But she is still very useful.

Naturally, she put her head in his arms again. "That's what you said. Help me see."

"Well, what are you looking at?" Gong Ming night asked.

"Please help me to see when the ferris wheel will reach the highest point. Please tell me in advance."

"What's this for?"

Wen Yan, an Yimo was a little shy. She said in a small voice, "don't ask. I'll tell you when I reach the highest point."

"Good." The night of the palace and the night of the nether world is joyful.

Next, neither of them spoke.

Only hear each other's heart beat, reverberating in this quiet space.

I don't know how long it took to feel in an Yimo. After a while, I heard the beautiful sound of Gong Ming night, "an an, it's almost the highest point."

"How long is it? Read the seconds for me. " She got up from his arms and looked up at the perfect curve of his chin.

As an Yimo said, Gongming night began to count down, "ten, nine, eight... Three, two, one..."

The "zero" in the mouth of Gong Ming's night has not yet come out, so it can't make a sound.

Because his lips are covered with a soft touch.

He was surprised to look down at the people close at hand, she caught him off guard, took the initiative to kiss him!

Although only mouth to mouth, no further, although he did not know what the girl was fighting, also let him not from the mind.

The throat knot of Gongming night is rolling and excited.

What an Yimo had imagined was to kiss her.

That's what she thought, and that's what she did.

But as soon as her lips left his, he suddenly pressed the back of her head and let her lips stick to him again.

"Well..." an stammered with a Mo, but he couldn't pronounce a syllable any more, and all of them were blocked in his throat.

She knew that she would kiss her on her own initiative, and Gong Ming night would kiss her like a cat!

Forget it, who let her take the initiative this time.

An Yimo did not struggle, but enjoyed his superb kissing skills.

Until an Yi Mo is about to be out of breath, Gong Ming night just let her go.

He saw a strange light shining in her ink eyes, "Ann, how about kissing me like this every day?"