Fu Yichen suddenly picked up Song Baoxuan and asked her to sit on his right shoulder.

Song Baoxuan looked at herself a lot above the crowd, and she could clearly see the performance inside.

Fu Yichen's magnetic voice came from below.

"Can my sister see it now?"

Song Baoxuan noticed that the people around her were staring at her, and she felt quite embarrassed.

"See, you let me down!"

Fu Yichen noticed Song Baoxuan's struggle and said.

"Sister, don't move, it'll fall."

A girl saw Song Baoxuan sitting on Fu Yichen's shoulder, pointed at Song Baoxuan, and then patted the boy next to her and said.

"I want it too."

The boy looked at so many people around him and said embarrassedly.

"Don't make a fuss, there are so many people!"

"No, you can look at other people's boyfriends, why can't you?"

"Others are others, we are us, what do you do with them?"

"I'm going to compare."

The boy looked at the girl helplessly and said.

"You're so heavy, I can't hold you up!"

The girl angrily stepped on the boy's foot a few times, and the boy continued to coax the girl.

Song Baoxuan was stared at by too many people, and she patted Fu Yichen's head.

"Don't look at it, let's go!"

"Okay."

Saying that, Fu Yichen walked out of the crowd directly, and he didn't put Song Baoxuan down.

"Fu Yichen, you put me down!"

"My sister will be bumped into by someone else below, so it's better to sit on it."

Song Baoxuan really feels good sitting on Fu Yichen's shoulder, she can see farther, and she doesn't have to be squeezed around.

is that the return rate is a bit high, and she and Fu Yichen are probably the most eye-catching existences in the crowd.

Song Baoxuan held Fu Yichen's head and said.

"We seem to be a little too high-profile."

Fu Yichen snorted, he was quite happy with such a high profile.

Seeing that there were marshmallows for sale in front of him, Fu Yichen walked over.

"Does my sister want marshmallows?"

Before Song Baoxuan could refuse, Fu Yichen said to the marshmallow seller.

"Here's a marshmallow."

Song Baoxuan wanted to cover her face a little, because the people gathered around the marshmallow were adults and children.

And the children were still very curious to see Song Baoxuan said.

"Sister, are you riding a big horse?"

"I'm going to ride too, Dad, can you let me ride a big horse too?"

"No, you've grown up."

"That sister is older than me, why can she ride a big horse?"

Song Baoxuan felt that her face was already burning, and Fu Yichen handed the marshmallow to Song Baoxuan.

"Sister, your marshmallows."

Song Baoxuan didn't answer, but said viciously to Fu Yichen.

"Hurry up and let me go."

Before Fu Yichen could speak, the child next to him said happily.

"Sister, aren't you riding a big horse? Can that let me ride? ”

"Sister, can you let me ride it?"

Song Baoxuan looked at the child's expectant expression and refused ruthlessly.

"Nope."

"Why? Didn't my sister stop riding? ”

Fu Yichen said with a marshmallow in his hand.

"Because I'm exclusive to her, I can only let her ride alone."

The child's father pulled the child back and said to Fu Yichen and Song Baoxuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Fu Yichen took the marshmallow and left with Song Baoxuan in his arms, and the little child in the back was slapped twice by his father.

"Eh, you can let me go quickly."

"It's okay to let my sister come down, but if my sister wants me to take it, okay?"

Song Baoxuan patted Fu Yichen's head.

"You're still bargaining?"

"Well, so my sister agreed? Is it possible to pull? ”

"No, you can't."

Fu Yichen replied calmly.

"Oh."

Song Baoxuan saw that Fu Yichen didn't plan to let herself go down at all, so she was so angry that she pulled Fu Yichen's hair.

Fu Yichen didn't cry out for pain, and let Song Baoxuan pull it.

"Will you let it go?"

"Sister will take it, and I will let it go."

"Okay, okay, lead."

After Song Baoxuan finished speaking, Fu Yichen put her down in an instant, and then naturally took one of Song Baoxuan's hands.

Fu Yichen's hands were a little hot, and his hands were much bigger than Song Baoxuan's, almost wrapping Song Baoxuan's hands inside.

Fu Yichen's face was expressionless, but his ears were slightly red, and his palms were sweaty.

Song Baoxuan shook her hand and said.

"Don't you feel hot while you're on the hand?"