Chapter 83 "It seems the baby isn't satisfied."
She was speechless for a moment, a narcissist.
She nodded helplessly and chuckled, "Then you'd better keep up."
After walking for a while, the two successfully arrived at the Spinning Cups game.
The queue circled twice, and the noise, like a tide, washed over the sun.
Children's screams, couples' laughter, the distant roar of roller coasters mixed with the upbeat music of teacups, and the air was filled with the milky aroma of ice cream cones and the sizzling smell of popcorn.
He Jinzhao held Song Shiyi's hand the whole time, occasionally glancing up to shield her from the crowd, and whispered, "Come on, our queue is on the other side."
Song Shiyi nodded, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the colorful cup spinning in the distance, her face full of anticipation.
"This looks interesting."
He Jinzhao glanced at it and joked, "You've been spinning around the whole time, won't you feel dizzy after this?"
As the two walked through the VIP passage, the tourists queuing on the other side instinctively looked in their direction.
I couldn't help but linger for a few seconds upon seeing their faces; they were truly pleasing to the eye.
They seem to be a perfect match, and judging from their demeanor and bearing, they are both quite wealthy.
The air of wealth that comes from being amassed by money is immediately apparent.
Many people felt envious, but it was only fleeting.
After all, everyone's flowering season is different, so there's no need to worry that someone else will have it before you.
After waiting for a while, it was finally their turn. He Jinzhao helped her sit down first, fastened her safety buckle, and then sat down next to her.
As soon as the cup started spinning, Song Shiyi couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her body swayed gently to the rhythm, she raised her hand to hold the rim of the cup, tilted her head back to face the wind, and her hair flew wildly in the wind.
Stray hairs clung to her smooth forehead, a thin layer of sweat glistened on the tip of her nose, yet she smiled, her eyes crinkling, and shallow dimples settling on her cheeks.
"Fun!"
She turned her head and called out to He Jinzhao, her voice floating in the wind, light, sweet and soft.
He Jinzhao didn't respond, but turned to look at her, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.
He quietly took out his phone, turned on the video recording function, and steadily pointed the camera at her.
The sunlight slanted across her face, outlining her soft jawline. Her eyelashes were long, and when she smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, her whole face beaming with joy.
The rotating, colorful cup made her skin appear even whiter, and her skirt fluttered gently as she turned, making her look vibrant and radiant.
In the video, she sometimes looks up at the sky, sometimes looks down and smiles at him, and occasionally reaches out to grab a small decoration hanging on the cup next to her, looking incredibly charming.
He Jinzhao gently stroked the phone screen with his thumb, murmuring softly, his voice so soft that only he could hear it: "So beautiful."
What are you doing?
Song Shiyi suddenly noticed that he was holding up his phone. She leaned over to look at it, but the cup just happened to spin around. She lost her balance and instinctively fell into his arms.
He Jinzhao took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist, and smiled as he looked down: "Of course, I'm taking pictures of my beautiful fairy."
He handed her the phone, and the screen showed her laughing with her head tilted back. Song Shiyi's cheeks flushed, and she reached out to snatch it.
"How silly, delete it now!"
"don't want."
He Jinzhao raised his hand to dodge, but his other hand was still around her waist to prevent her from swaying too much. He raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Where are you being silly? You're so cute. I'll set this as my wallpaper and look at it every day."
Song Shiyi blushed even more and blurted out without much thought, "Why look at the wallpaper? Just look at me."
The moment she finished speaking, she covered her mouth with both hands, looking annoyed.
What is she saying?
This makes it sound like she's jealous of the photos.
He Jinzhao let out a drawn-out "Ah," then leisurely raised his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said slowly, "So that's what the baby meant."
Song Shiyi was somewhat confused. What did she mean?
He Jinzhao reached out and pinched her soft cheek, letting out a low chuckle that was relaxed and pleasant to hear.
"Since you don't want to be separated from me so much, then we'll see each other every day, kiss each other every day, and hug each other every day."
Song Shiyi scratched her cheek and winked at him.
After hearing it clearly, her face instantly turned red.
"I...I didn't mean that."
Her hands swung rapidly from side to side in front of her chest as she stammered her explanation.
He Jinzhao chuckled and gently coaxed, "Yes, but that's what I meant."
"I can't live without you."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to stroke her flushed face, his thumb gently tracing the corner of her lips, his gentle voice low and deep.
"Could you grant me this small request?"
"baby."
Song Shiyi felt that He Jinzhao had made a correct statement earlier.
Sitting on these spinning cups for too long can really make you dizzy.
Otherwise, why would she feel so dizzy and unable to think clearly, as if her brain had crashed?
Her moist almond-shaped eyes stared blankly at him, and her tongue unconsciously licked her lips.
He Jinzhao's eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips, remaining silent.
The rotation slowed down, it seemed to be nearing its end.
Song Shiyi looked at him and slowly nodded.
A man's soft chuckle reached her ears, and Song Shiyi awkwardly avoided his burning gaze, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Okay, then I'll collect today's share of kisses."
Song Shiyi's eyes widened instantly. Here...?
She turned her head and looked around. There were people everywhere, it was noisy and bustling, and people kept glancing at the two of them.
"Um...is this not a suitable place?"
He Jinzhao raised an eyebrow, casually glanced around, and said dismissively, "What's inappropriate about it?"
Before Song Shiyi could speak, her dark pupils were filled with the man's handsome, smiling face, followed by a very light, soft touch on his lips.
Exclamations arose from the surroundings, mixed with a very faint sound.
She didn't have time to think about what it was.
"Crack".
By the time Song Shiyi came to her senses, the distance between them had already increased.
She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her lips, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "So fast?"
He Jinzhao was looking at photos on his phone when he heard this. He looked up and said with a half-smile, "It seems the baby isn't satisfied."
Song Shiyi: "..."
She is not; she did not.
He Jinzhao rested his phone against his chin, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "Hmm...actually, I also think it was too fast. How about another kiss?"
Song Shiyi's expression instantly turned blank.
"don't want."
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