Lin Yao heard the little girl laughing from behind. He didn't dare to see who was laughing from behind. He quickly turned around and stared in front of him, lowered his voice: "I'm going to have a good time, what a fucking chair! Who designed such a terrible chair!"

Before he could continue to vent his dissatisfaction, the car started.

Guan Li rushed down the track and there was still a lot of room. The people in the car screamed at the same time, as if they had been thrown outside the car. Lin Yao quickly wrapped himself in the crowd and shouted: "Damn it--"

Guan Ze also yelled with him: "How embarrassing--"

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Guan Ze to happen like this. He turned around and was about to determine if he was hallucinating his auditory hallucinations. The front of the car suddenly disappeared from his sight. Then he felt that he was flying up and was pulled down by his seat belt.

The intense weight loss made his internal organs turn around. He liked this feeling, and he didn't bother to look at Guan Ze, and then changed his tune and continued to shout in a scream: "Guan Ze--"

"What are you doing--" Guan Ze was not vague and immediately responded to him.

The stimulating feeling was that the car screamed, which made Lin Yao feel easily sick and the fragile nervous system collapse again. His head was pressed against his chest by inertia, but he still shouted out of control: "Follow me-"

"good--"

Lin Yao felt that if he had either thought about Guan Ze and was either crazy or he was knocked on his head by a passing bird during his whereabouts.

Audio-sanitation is so serious?

"What--" he yelled, trying hard to fight against inertia, regardless of the feeling of being held down by someone's hand, and twisted desperately towards Guan Ze, "What are you saying, say it again--"

The car slid to the bottom of the valley and rushed up the slope again. The man turned to the reclining chair with his back on the sky and earth. His neck was finally no longer pressed. He immediately turned to look at Guan Ze. Guan Ze did not look at him, but looked ahead calmly and said, "I said yes."

It’s not auditory hallucination, it’s not auditory hallucination!

No! Yes! Fantasy! Listen!

When Lin Yao's head rushes down into the air, tears slid out of his eyes and slides down his forehead.

He never thought that one day when he cried, tears would flow to such a magical place, just as he did not expect Guan Ze to say such a word under such a completely unexpected situation.

"Ah--" He closed his eyes and shouted at some point with all his strength, and his pores all over his body stretched out like they were having morning exercises.

"Ah--" Everyone in the car screamed the same way with him.

The author has something to say: Emma, ​​this man cried again.
Chapter completed!