This guy really compared to a teddy bear?
Ruge gritted her teeth, "How much longer are you going to hold ? Let go!"
"You’re the one who jumped at ." Ji Yanche shrugged innocently, moved closer to her with a mischievous smile, "Didn’t you say you’re fine without ? But you held onto so tightly just now? Hmm?"
The suddenly shortened distance, and that handso face in such a dark environnt, added a seductive and profound charm.
This ti, Ruge didn’t bicker with him anymore; she turned her head and walked away.
This was her usual style when she’s angry.
If she’s truly angry, she wouldn’t bother to say another useless word to you.
Ji Yanche grew up with her and knew her personality inside out.
Seeing this, he quickly chased after her, grabbed her wrist, "Wait for , okay? I’m sorry. Don’t be mad."
"Let go of your paw."
"No way." Ji Yanche shalessly hugged her, forcefully pressed her little head against his chest, then held her and walked outside.
His big hand thoughtfully covered her eyes, "Don’t be afraid, we’re about to go outside, I’ve already seen the exit."
"I’m not scared."
"Alright, alright, you’re not scared. I’m the one who’s scared, that’s why I have to hold you."
Ruge stopped talking, letting Ji Yanche half-hold her as they walked outside.
Back in elentary school, she was actually taller than Ji Yanche.
But a few years have passed, and now he’s a head taller than her.
Ruge now only reached his chin.
Underneath her nose, all she could sll was Ji Yanche’s unique scent.
Unexpectedly...it made her feel a bit at ease.
Out of the haunted house, Ji Yanche cheerfully looked at her, "We’re out, open your eyes."
Ruge imdiately opened her eyes, and the crowds coming and going in the amusent park filled her view.
Phew, finally saved.
She swore this was her first ti in a haunted house.
And also the last!
"What should we play next?" Ji Yanche scanned around with his eyes, nudged Ruge with his elbow, "Is there anything you want to play?"
Ruge decided to avenge her embarrassnt earlier.
She dragged Ji Yanche, "Of course, the roller coaster, let’s go!"
"Huh? Can’t we pick sothing else? How about the carousel?"
"Nope, I want to ride the roller coaster three tis in a row!"
Ruge was solely focused on how to reclaim so ground back from Ji Yanche.
She didn’t even notice that her hand had been holding Ji Yanche’s since they were in the haunted house.
At first, it was gently grasped by him.
At so point, it had turned into intertwined fingers.
Ruge walked in front, Ji Yanche followed behind, his gaze on their tightly clasped hands.
His grip unconsciously tightened a bit.
His heartbeat seed to follow the fast rhythm of the exotic music playing all around.
The sweet feeling was fernting.
They played from afternoon until evening.
The amusent park closes at ten, and before closing, there’s a fireworks show.
Winter had completely passed, and spring nights were exceptionally comfortable.
Ruge sat on a wooden bench, watching Ji Yanche return with ice cream.
The young man sat next to her, looking at her with a smile, "For you."
Vanilla flavor, Ruge’s favorite taste.
"You’re not having any?"
Ji Yanche reclined back with his hands behind his head, "Wearing a mask, can’t help it."
Tsk tsk, being a celebrity is really tough.
Ruge sighed, digging in without any hesitation.
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