Chapter 895 Going to the playground in the middle of the night
Qincheng
half past nine
Yan Han came out of the bathroom and found that Song Xiang was not in the room. When he went out, he saw Yan Song.
"Master, Miss Song has prepared a car outside. I hope you can get off."
Yan Han raised his eyebrows, "Where is she?"
"You'll know when you get in the car."
Yan Han glanced across Yan Song's face and said, "You listen to her now."
Yan Song: "..."
Yan Han had a premonition. He had just asked Song Xiang downstairs if he wanted to go to the amusement park tomorrow, and she gave him this one.
The little fool, probably seeing that he was unhappy, was thinking of ways to coax him.
After changing clothes and going out, the night was dark and Song Xiang was not in the car.
"Don't worry, Miss Song is safe." Yan Song reminded her as he got into the car.
Yan Han said nothing, opened the car window and looked out. It was dark all the way, with few street lights. It didn't look like the way to an amusement park.
The car kept driving and finally stopped at an old amusement park under the road.
"Master, we're here."
Yan Han glanced outside, feeling a little happy.
"Master, you have to go in by yourself." Yan Song turned around and said.
Yan Han got out of the car and scanned the surroundings. None of the bodyguards moved.
He walked in alone, and when he got to the door, it was locked again.
Suddenly, the old electric door made a squeaking sound and moved to both sides little by little.
I moved to a space where one person could fit in and got stuck.
He couldn't hold back his smile, so he could only frown, clear his throat, and move sideways through the gap.
Everything in the park was pitch dark, it was midnight, it didn't look like a paradise, but more like a haunted house.
"Song Xiang?"
No response.
He put one hand in his pocket and sighed. He really wanted to teach that little fool that this was not how surprises were done.
When I was about to look for someone, suddenly, a beam of light suddenly lit up, and then the music of a big windmill sounded.
His temples jumped and he saw the picture clearly.
The merry-go-round turned on and started to rotate. The music was jamming one after another. It was like a hoarse sound like the old man had phlegm stuck in his throat. It made people feel uncomfortable all over.
Just show this one?
Really stingy.
He clicked his tongue, turned around and walked around, trying to find Song Xiang.
When I walked to the flower bed, I heard someone talking behind me.
"What's going on with you guys? Didn't we agree to light them up together? Why are only the carousels lit up? Are they connected in series separately?"
Song Xiang bent over and stood behind the flower bed, accusing the unscrupulous boss in a low voice, "Korean drama! Have you seen Korean drama? Sweep the floor! The world is bright! Do you understand?"
Boss Xia Xin, we agreed that we could light them up together, but now we tell her that all machines have separate circuits, so they can't all light up at once.
So what happened in the Korean drama?
So angry!
She took a deep breath and wanted to argue with the boss again, but low laughter came from behind the flower bed.
Tsk——
She closed her eyes, hung up the phone, slipped to the side of the flower bed, and stuck her head out.
Sure enough, Yan Han turned sideways, with a playful smile in his eyes.
"Mr. Song, is this surprise of yours paid for with phone bills?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She pouted and walked out with her hands behind her back.
"Don't laugh! It's so late at night, this is already very difficult."
Yan Han: "It's really not easy to find this place."
"Why don't you rent the amusement park you went to this afternoon?"
Song Xiang: "It's too expensive, I can't afford it."
"Then how much does this one cost?"
Song Xiang lowered his head and looked at his feet, "The boss said... just pay me some electricity bills."