Chapter 612: The Vampire and His Blood Slave 13
Originally, he was going to pull Gongziyuan to cultivate his feelings, but he went crazy and completely left this matter behind.
Nan Ji played over and over again, and was stunned until 6 o'clock in the afternoon until 12 o'clock in the morning.
The whole playground was gone, and she was still staring at the big pendulum with great interest.
While looking at the big pendulum, I wondered in my heart, I didn't see it, this place is good.
As for Tongzi, he was heartbroken when he looked at the information he found.
What about the good bird that promotes affection according to people?
Other people's girlfriends are cuties, but their families are not this, and their families are big guys.
At the end of the game, the host walks down from the roller coaster by himself and sits on a wooden chair to rest.
Nan Ji's fair cheeks were dripping with sweat, and one hand was resting on the back of the wooden chair, without any image at all.
Tongzi is milky
[Host, do you feel like you've forgotten something?] 】
Nan Ji closed her eyes, her dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice carried a kind of post-carnival laziness
"Huh?"
There is a ride without a ride and a ride is very idle.
Tongzi
[What about the Night Pearl? 】
As soon as the words were spoken, Nan Ji paused and opened her eyes.
His dark eyes glanced around.
I didn't even see the shadow of the pearl in the night.
In the dark night, Nan Ji sat alone on a wooden chair, and occasionally she could hear the sound of children crying and fighting.
Unexpectedly, I lost the night pearl while playing.
Her hair spread out with the breeze, and her cheeks became brighter and brighter in the moonlight.
In the distance, Gongziyuan was wearing a white shirt and walking step by step in the moonlight.
As if walking in the moonlight, there was no emotional fluctuation on that handsome face, and pale golden eyes looked at the woman sitting on the wooden chair.
He walked over and handed the marshmallow he was holding to Nanji.
She looked at the circle of pink cotton silk, and it seemed that there was a little chubby mound holding such a thing in front of her, eating and walking.
Nan Ji didn't answer.
Or rather, too lazy to raise your hand,
I just raised my head and leaned over to take a bite.
A sweet taste poured into her mouth, and in an instant, Nanji's eyes lit up.
She reached out and grabbed Gongziyuan's arm, pulling the person to herself, so that she could eat the marshmallow better.
Gongziyuan watched her movements, but his eyelids moved slightly, and he didn't say anything.
From a distance, a handsome man is holding a marshmallow and carefully feeding his girlfriend.
Especially the two of them are very eye-catching, and after a while, the children who were originally noisy around Nanjiao.
Suddenly there was no sound.
The four children stood on the other side of the chair with big eyes at Nanji's marshmallows.
A child's milky voice spoke
"It looks delicious."
"But marshmallows aren't tasty, I've eaten them before."
"Why doesn't that sister eat it herself? Was her hand broken? ”
"What's the matter, I heard my mother say, this is called romance."
"What is romance?"
"I don't know, maybe it's the marshmallow."
"I really want to eat it, too."
Four pairs of eyes stared at the marshmallow.
Nan Ji seemed to feel something, her black eyelashes trembled, and she glanced in that direction.
I saw a child standing in front of a chair.
Nan Ji ate the marshmallow, she straightened up and looked over.