Zhou Mo was upset.

"Momo, I've all come according to your request, holding hands, embracing, next step..."

Zhou Mo was ashamed and angry, and she bluffed, "It's not that I haven't kissed you, why bother?"

Han Chen chuckled, curled Zhou Mo's jaw, and his gentle and beautiful eyes stared at Zhou Mo's lips.

Zhou Mo half raised his head and drowned in Han Chen's focused and emotional gaze.

Han Chen didn't move for a long time, but he just stared at her lips.

Zhou Mo was anxious and asked angrily: "Do you want to kiss me?"

Han Chenxian smiled: "So anxious?"

Zhou Mo's face turned red. She pushed Han Chen and knocked off the hand that picked his chin.

"Forget it if you don't kiss, it's not that you haven't kissed you, just kiss it, that's it."

Han Chen knew that she was talking angry again, probably because he thought he had teased her.

Han Chen leaned over and approached Zhou Mo, "I didn't say I wouldn't kiss, but... after kissing, the next time... it's time to take the next step."

Zhou Mo's face was about to blush and exploded. She stared at Han Chen angrily, "I think beautifully."

Han Chen approached her, Junyan faced her, and Zhou Mo could even see his thick and long lower eyelashes.

Han Chen has a single eyelid, willow-shaped eye shape, thick eyelashes, and longer lower eyelashes than upper eyelashes.

Zhou Mo always felt that it was amazing. His upper and lower eyelashes were almost fighting, and his vision would not be disturbed.

"I wasn't quite enthusiastic before? Why are you blushing so easily now?"

When Han Chen asked, Zhou Mo's face became even more uncomfortable, especially the word "passion".

She retorted: "Didn't I always be like this? When did I ever be enthusiastic?"

Han Chen put it in Zhou Mo's ear, "Didn't you say before, you can let me be your first..."

Zhou Mo was ashamed and angry, and directly covered Han Chen's mouth, "Can you not turn over the old accounts?"

Han Chen took Zhou Mo's hand and said, "Where is the old account? It is obviously a beautiful memory."

Zhou Mo even blushed and complained: "You have the nerve to say that it is of course a good memory for you. I suffered a great loss, okay?"

It was indeed her gun that day that day, and she was indeed the one who took the initiative, but in the end, Han Chen was well-dressed and she was stripped clean. She didn't even see Han Chen's abdominal muscles, which was a big loss.

Han Chen always laughed, "How can you make you feel good?"

Zhou Mo couldn't stand his serious words, "Sit away and you can see it later."

It was almost at the apex of the Ferris wheel, and the people in the carriage behind could see them immediately.

Han Chen took a look at each other, and the carriages in front and back reached the same height, which means they are now at the highest point of the Ferris wheel.

He leaned over and Zhou Mo was forced to the corner.

He held Zhou Mo's back of his head and refused to let her retreat. Then he pouted her lips and kissed her deeply.

Passionate, exciting, long...

Han Chen's other hand became restless.

Zhou Mo was confused and was powerless, and he pushed his hand with only light strength.

I want to refuse, but I can't speak.

Ten minutes later.

When the carriage reached the bottom, Zhou Mo kept lying softly in Han Chen's arms.

Han Chen helped her pull the hem of her clothes, hugged her, patted her back, lowered her head and gently kissed her forehead.

"Han Chen, you bastard."

"Um."

"You don't know your credit."

"Um."

"You..." Zhou Mo's words were exhausted and he couldn't hold on his face.

Han Chen let Zhou Mo curse, and it doesn’t matter what he scolds. Anyway, he has done everything he wants to do now.

Zhou Mo was angry and ashamed, clenched Xiu's fists and irritated him to beat Han Chen's arm, "Bad man."

Han Chen smiled, "Well, it's pretty bad."

Zhou Mo is really angry, why can Han Chen be so proud and calm?

Han Chen hugged Zhou Mo tightly, and their chests were tightly pressed.

Someone just made a bad move, but the breasts on her back were not tied up yet, xio

G-like part still hurts a little, and now someone is tightly wrapped in his arms...

Han Chen rubbed Zhou Mo's back heavily, as if he wanted to rub Zhou Mo into his chest.

He said with satisfaction: "Momo, I seem to have made a lot of money, more than my hands..."

Zhou Mo couldn't listen to the dirty words, so he quickly covered his mouth and interrupted him.

She said resentfully: "You have made a lot of money, but I have lost a lot, okay?"

Han Chen smiled slightly, "Sit down for another circle, the photo has not been taken yet, go up and take a few photos."

Zhou Mo glared at him, the breasts on his back were not tied, and the little clothes were close to the skin, and it was very uncomfortable to hang loosely.

Someone who is the culprit is like a silly person, and Zhou Mo is angry when he thinks about it.

Han Chen always had a comfortable smile on his face and was full of energy.

"Come on, I'll take pictures for you," Han Chen took the phone away from Zhou Mo's hand, pointed the camera at the music fountain below, focused, and after the adjustment was exposed, he took several photos repeatedly.

"Look, can you do it?" Han Chen clicked on the photo and asked Zhou Mo to identify it.

Zhou Mo glanced at it briefly, and felt the angle, and the like were correct, but the pixels of the phone were too limited, the distance was far, and the photos were a little blurry.

"It's OK," Zhou Mo took his phone and looked through several other photos.

Han Chen held Zhou Mo's shoulder, leaned his cheek against her temporal side, and lowered his head to accompany her to see the photos.

"Give you a SLR, huh?" Han Chen gently kissed Zhou Mo's forehead.

"No, I'm not a photography enthusiast either. I just occasionally encounter something. Take some photos and record it. If I buy it, it will be a dusty one."

"You are really pragmatic," Han Chen was helpless, "I want to give you something, but I don't know what to give."

Zhou Mo was puzzled: "Why did you suddenly want to give me something?"

"Didn't you send me a model aircraft too?"

"That's because you like it. I don't have any special hobbies. You don't have to worry about it. I'll eat and drink enough, and there's no special need."

Han Chen's hand holding Zhou Mo's shoulders inevitably increased a little.

This is why he likes to be with Zhou Mo.

Relax, free, without heavy burdens of life.

He doesn't even have to be very rich, just a simple dinner, such as the pizza tonight, which can satisfy Zhou Mo's wishes.

He doesn't have to compete with others and make a living in fierce competition.

The second lap ends.

Han Chen wrapped Zhou Mo in his coat, and the two of them got off the Ferris wheel.

Zhou Mo grabbed Han Chen's arm and whispered: "I feel uncomfortable."

"I know," Han Chen said: "Go to the car to sort it out."

"Don't do this again in the future," Zhou Mo warned.

Han Chen chuckled and asked, "Which?"

Zhou Mo couldn't say it, so he could only push him angrily and make him pretend to be stupid again.

The two walked out of the amusement park with embraces side by side, bypassing the crowd, and crossing the square, talking and laughing all the way.

Han Chen accidentally saw the person sitting next to the pool, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Mo also noticed it and looked over with Han Chen's gaze.

Xu Qingli was sitting on the edge of the pool with her legs raised, and the things between her fingers drifted out of the smoke, and she was swallowing the clouds and vomiting in the smoke.

Zhou Mo was a little shocked, and Xu Qingli could actually smoke.

Xu Qingli also noticed them at the slightest light. She turned her head and looked at them.
Chapter completed!