With his eyes covered, Xiao Zhi couldn't see anything and was a bit anxious. He shook his head, trying to break free from the big hand, but no matter how he shook, he couldn't get free. Just as he was about to speak, the hand was removed, and his eyes suddenly regained light, which he found a bit overwhelming.
Xiao Zhi blinked, his big, shiny eyes darting between the two of them. There was nothing there, but his sister seemed strange, her face all red. Yet, she looked very pretty with her cheeks flushed.
Soon, however, he was captivated by the outside scenery, as the houses grew bigger bit by bit.
The Ferris wheel slowly descended from its highest point. The process was slow, but for the two people inside the cabin, it felt like the blink of an eye.
Tong Yan's cheeks were slightly red. She still couldn't forget the recent scene, her heart pounding, her body stiff. Even though they had kissed many times, she still couldn't forget this feeling.
