Ye Shui-mo missed a beat. "What do you want me to do?"

"Kiss me."

Ye Zhaoguo is really immobile, but he still uses his eyes to lock some shy women in front of him.

Ferris wheel has reached its highest level, as if it was getting closer and closer to the moon. Whether it was because the heartbeat was too intense or because the air was thin when it rose high, she only felt that the people in front of her were dazzling, just like the Olympic god, when she came back, her armpit had been lifted and put aside.

Ye Miao kissed him on the lips and laughed, "You're...