Chapter 1511 Proposal (4)

As the Ferris wheel slowly rises to the air, the spectacular views of the Fairytale Valley are unobstructed.

Sitting in a spacious cockpit, the two people looked very surprised.

"Mu Yazhe, are these all you prepared?"

Mu Yazhe saw her funny expression like a child, and could not help but smile: "Sit for the first time?"

"Ok……"

The poetry of Yun Shi poetry changed slightly, and it looked a bit sloppy. He smashed his lips with a slap in the face: "The first time I sat, I had no chance to sit before. There is very little opportunity to come to a place like a playground!"

He leaned back gracefully, "Like?"

Yun Shishi meets a smile: "Like! Really like it!"

In the heart of the young girl, there is a princess dream, dreaming of becoming the prince of the heart of Cinderella.

Yun Shishi is no exception.

But the fairy tale is a fairy tale after all, and the dream is only a dream.

"The crystal carriage is really beautiful, like in a fairy tale! Have you seen Cinderella?"

"No, the carriage inside Cinderella is a carriage that the fairy godmother turned into a pumpkin..."

......

Mu Yazhe just silently looked at her excitedly, and silently.

Yun Shishi always said, "When I was young, I also imagined that when night falls, when the Ferris wheel rises to the top, I can see the beautiful starry sky with my beloved prince."

Next, she was ashamed to say it.

When the Ferris wheel rose to the sky, the fireworks in the stars were gorgeous. The prince took out a beautiful diamond ring, proposed to her, and kissed her in the beautiful night...

These beautiful illusions, she is only hidden in the diary.

She smiled embarrassedly. "This dream must be silly? I think so..."

Mu Yazhe smiled his lips, and lowered his head and ordered a cigarette. He smiled and covered his lips. He smiled and smiled, and made her heart stunned.

Yun Shishi’s cheeks were hot and hot, and her face was guilty, but she sneaked through the light and looked at him.

He always likes black shirts, but today he is dressed in aristocratic dress, but he is very beautiful.

So much so, she is shy to look at him.

Mu Yazhe sits on his seat, white and flawless skin, softly falling eyes, misty haze, thick and long eyelashes intertwined.

His lips have a faint dimple, and his smile is beautiful, revealing a few traces of freshness and purity, and the opposite of the expressionless face, involuntarily want to be close.

I don't know why, she doesn't like men who smoke, but they are not contradictory to him, and even obsessed with the way he smokes.

Looking at the poems of the clouds, he could not help but bend his lips.

Mu Yazhe suddenly provoked her eyes and looked at her with a sly look.

A glimpse of Yun Shi poetry, suddenly turned his head, but found that unconsciously, the Ferris wheel has risen to the highest.

She stood up in excitement, climbed the window, raised her face and looked at the starry sky, and stunned her face with amazement.

"so beautiful!"

Yun Shishi is happy to laugh like a child.

Mu Yazhe took a deep breath and smothered it in the cigarette case. She got up casually and slowly deceived her behind her.

Realizing the movement behind him, Yun Shishi smiled and turned his face. Suddenly, the lower jaw was gently picked up by the slender fingers.

Mu Yazhe's perfect face is close, and the thin lips gently cover her lips...

Late eighth, good night!

(End of this chapter)

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