MTL - The School Prince’s Exclusive Sweetheart-Chapter 966 In life, joy meets 17

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After playing five or six high-altitude thrilling projects in a row, Yan Mosheng was completely futile.

Although he did not spit, seeing that his face was paler than paper, Doudou finally realized afterwards: "Are you afraid of heights?"

Yan Mosheng nodded in humiliation.

"Well, you said it earlier, we can play something else." Doudou said graciously, and then really took Yan Mosheng's hand to play the carousel.

Looking at the girl-like pink castle-like carousel, Yan Mosheng was unwilling to sit and was pushed by Doudou's intimidation.

Doudou clutched her long hair and threatened Mo Sheng: "Why do you want to take a few good-looking photos for this baby, and the baby has to tweet!"

Yan Mosheng held up his phone, selected filters, and kept taking pictures of Doudou.

Looking at Doudou smiling at the camera, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

This smile is bad.

He just felt a surge of acid water in his abdomen, and he was about to spit it out. Doudou suddenly shouted, "Hurry up, the baby is very tired!"

Yan Mosheng stiffly endured and took a picture of her.

As soon as the merry-go-round stopped, he rushed to the trash can and spit it out.

Doudou realized that he seemed uncomfortable from a moment ago ...

Did he keep trying not to vomit to take pictures of her before he came down to vomit?

Doudou felt like his heart had been touched, awkwardly dragged Yan Mosheng to a chair and sat down, and bought him water to let him rinse his mouth.

"I'm sorry ..." Yan Mosheng also blamed herself. She wanted to play with her, but ended up letting Doudou take care of herself.

Doudou sighed: "I didn't expect that you are such a weak beautiful man ..."

Yan Mosheng: "..." Why did he feel ridiculed? !!

The two sat quietly on the bench, the breeze blowing long hair of Doudou, floating on Yan Mosheng's face.

Yan Mosheng stretched out his hand to touch, and halfway back secretly.

Doudou seemed to notice something, and turned his face and asked him, "What are you doing?"

The four eyes were opposite, making Yan Mosheng feel like he was caught wrongly doing something wrong. He just pointed at Behind Doudou: "Oh, look at that model ..."

Doudou turned around, and there was a military exhibition hall not far behind her, with models of various planes and firearms.

Yan Mosheng wanted to break the topic and coughed: "In fact, my childhood dream was to become a pilot, to fight for the stars and the sea, and it makes people yearn for it."

"But you're afraid ..." Doudou's crisp voice came, making Yan Mosheng want to vomit blood.

Don't hit him like that!

"What's wrong with heights? What do you think I can do?"

Doudou looked at him with pity, and touched his hair: "Stupid boy, you can still die."

Yan Mosheng: ... the baby feels wronged, but the baby does not say.

Seeing Yan Mosheng's lifeless appearance, Doudou panicked: "I'm kidding you, don't really go to death."

Yanmo Shengbai gave her a glance: "I'm not as stupid as you. You still worry about yourself. In case you can't pass the testament, you have to go to some unknown two."

Doudou leaned back on the chair, lazily basking in the sun: "Two books are two books, I'm already so tired of living, and I'm not going to live anymore because I have to worry about so many chores.

Yan Mosheng stunned, then raised his lips slightly.

How happy to be to meet such a girl in this cold and cruel world in my lifetime?