It’s not that Shen Zui and Song Yichuan are not considerate or caring; it’s more about the different feelings psychologically, which makes the external emotions different as well.
She realized that she truly fell in love with Song Yansheng, and now in her twenties, she has gained a sowhat correct understanding of love.
And under the guidance of this understanding, the atmosphere of love she feels naturally becos different.
Song Yansheng quickly bought so water and ca back. He unscrewed one bottle and handed it to Shi Nuan, who took it and looked at him.
She pursed her lips and finally asked, "Second Uncle, do you... do you want to ride the roller coaster?"
Song Yansheng took a sip of water, his lips moist, raised his handso eyebrows, and asked, "Nuannuan wants to ride?"
When Shi Nuan went to Disney with Xu Jing, they didn’t ride the roller coaster. They originally planned to, but just as Xu Jing was buying the tickets, a girl around her age got off the roller coaster.
And she was crying non-stop, scared to tears.
This made Shi Nuan too afraid to ride it, but luckily, Xu Jing didn’t insist, and went on it by himself.
At this mont, when Song Yansheng asked if she wanted to ride, she actually didn’t want to.
But didn’t Song Yansheng want to ride? Yet for her sake, he didn’t.
Every beginning requires a first ti. This was their last day in Los Angeles.
We have to create so deeper mories, Shi Nuan thought.
So, Shi Nuan nodded and said, "Yes, I want to give it a try!"
Song Yansheng squinted at her, seemingly in disbelief, and asked, "Are you... sure?"
Shi Nuan nodded: "Sure!"
Song Yansheng stared at her for a while, and finally compromised.
He said, "Alright, let’s rest for a bit, and then we’ll go get in line for the roller coaster..."
Shi Nuan nodded and said, "Okay!"
Then, the two of them shared a tacit smile and continued drinking their water.
This was Los Angeles, USA, although there are many foreigners, there are also many Chinese people.
With Song Yansheng and Shi Nuan’s appearance and temperant, even if no one recognized them, just standing together, they made a beautiful picture.
For instance, not too far away, a photographer unintentionally focused his cara on the two of them.
Shi Nuan was the first to enter the fra.
This girl is an Eastern woman, slender and wearing casual clothes paired with shorts, looking very laid-back.
Her long hair is casually tied up, with no accessories on her ears or neck.
No, it’s not just accessories; she didn’t even wear makeup, looking very simple and plain.
Yet there was an indescribable beauty naturally emanating from her.
Her skin was very fair, not the fair of a Caucasian, but a unique kind of fair found in Eastern won.
She looked up, smiling at the man before her, her eyes curved, the arc of her lips incredibly beautiful, making onlookers unable to help but be enchanted.
The photographer was enchanted, so how could the man standing across from her not be?
After continuously capturing several photos of Shi Nuan, he began to focus his lens on the man.
A standard Eastern male appearance, but with a model-like tall stature and extraordinarily delicate facial features.
The photographer had photographed many Eastern male models, but almost none could rival the man in front of him.
The photographer even thought, maybe this man was indeed a model.
His excitent surged, and he pressed the shutter several tis.
He even decided that when he finished taking photos, he would step forward and strike up a conversation, asking them to be his models.
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