Chapter 302: Can I Trust You?
The building in front of you has colorful lights, extremely lively, standing in the distance, you can hear the boiling voices and screams inside, full of happy atmosphere, everyone's face is happy smile, this atmosphere seems to be able to infect people's hearts, there are many small stalls outside the building, shouting, selling some gadgets and all kinds of snacks.
It is a large amusement park.
Yan Bai really didn't expect Ji Baimo to bring her here, the amusement park.
"Let's go. Ji Baimo stood next to Yan Bai, first admired the rare puzzled look on Yan Bai's face for a while, hooked his lips, put his hand on Yan Bai's shoulder, and bent down slightly to look down at Yan Baidao.
"It's going to take a while to see the show, now let's go inside and kill time. ”
After his words fell, he didn't wait for Yan Bai's reaction, and directly grabbed Yan Bai's hand and walked to the amusement park.
At this moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room opened by 114 ......
#好古老的游乐园, I want to play!, in other words, Ji Baimo is using the excuse of doing things to trick our anchor out of dating?#
#似乎是这样的, I had a sense of déjà vu that I wanted to eat dog food. #
#嗷呜, after eating the dog food later, I'm curious about what kind of drama Ji Baimo is talking about!#
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The two of them were like ordinary people who came to play, lining up, because there were too many people, Ji Baimo grabbed Yan Bai's hand, so that the two were not scattered by the crowd, and finally entered the amusement park.
It's a lively place, and the noise seems to dilute all the loneliness.
"Why did you bring me here?" Yan Bai looked at the amusement projects around her, her eyes were a little complicated, these things were very strange to her, she had no childhood in her previous life, and what she had always wanted to do was how to make her parents like her, and how to escape from that home later.
"Little pervert, don't you think you're not quite like a thirteen-year-old?" Ji Baimo smiled warmly and elegantly, raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his amber pupils seemed to be doting, and the void and reality made people unreal, and he walked to a stall with Yan Bai.
This is a small stall selling sugar paintings, an old man with presbyopia eyes is painting sugar paintings, between a few strokes, everything is painted vividly, extremely beautiful, and the sugar paintings themselves also have a sweet and greasy sweetness.
"Do you need to draw something?" the old man looked up at the two people in front of him with a smile, he asked Yan Bai, because Yan Bai's baby face was really pleasing, and people couldn't help but feel good.
"Thank you grandpa, I don't need to. Yan Bai smiled sweetly at the old man, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Draw a flower. Ji Baimo spoke directly to the old man.
"Okay......" When the old man heard this, his hand moved quickly, and he evenly drew the prototype of a flower on the table, I couldn't see what kind of flower it was, but the appearance was not bad, Ji Baimo directly paid for the sugar painting.
"Don't?" Ji Baimo took the candy painting and dangled in front of Yan Bai.
"......" Yan Bai pursed her lips and didn't speak, she didn't adapt to such a noisy and happy lively sound, very uncomfortable.
Ji Baimo didn't say anything, just held the candy painting in his hand, which happened to be within the reach of Yan Bai's side.
Yan Bai stared at the sugar painting, blinking his eyes, a little childishness of this age appeared on his face, and he stretched out his pale pink tongue with curiosity and licked the sugar painting.
Not...... Sweet ......