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Mrs. Mu laughed: "Let's play together! Xiaoxi takes care of Mingming, Xiaoqi takes care of Xiaoxuan, huh?"
"Yes, mother." Mu Yixi and Mu Yiqi agreed / reluctantly agreed.
The game item they are lining up is the carousel. This kind of gentle game boys don't like it very much, but Mu Yixuan likes it very much, and he stomps to play, Mu Yiqi has to accompany her.
Although Mu Yixi brought Feng Weiming here, he didn't know which games he dared to play. The carousel was just to test his acceptance. What's more, the exquisite small face and the small eyes of the cricket firing a small arrow just looking at him are worth the fare.
Feng Weiming pinched his lips slightly. Because Mrs. Mu spoke, he couldn't refute her face directly. He didn't know who his mother was. For a long time, Mrs. Mu gave him the closest feeling to her mother. Feng Weiming respected her quite.
The object of his anger was Mu Yixi who put him in a dilemma for no reason.
As if feeling Wei Fengming hated him even more, Mu Yixi looked away. Don't think he doesn't know Feng Weiming still hates him.
Disneyland is very popular in the United States and Japan, and it has become a dream place for children. Of course, it has its uniqueness. However, some traditional game projects are not much different from other children's parks, just a few gimmicks, such as a carousel, using the fairy tale Snow White as the theme. Snow White is a fairy tale character widely spread in Europe. Little girls have been longing for it since childhood, so they are still very popular.
Feng Weiming is exquisite and beautiful. She has a straight waist and stands alone. She has a clean and noble temperament, which is more attractive than Mu Yixi, who is thin and timid, and Mu Yiqi who still has a childish look on her face.
A little blond girl pointed at Feng Weiming and shouted to her mother holding her: "Prince! Prince!" It was like discovering a new continent, speaking French.
All of a sudden many people's eyes were cast on Feng Weiming. Feng Weiming froze slightly.
Mrs. Mu approached Feng Weiming naturally, and put a hand on his shoulder imaginarily, smiling generously.
The blonde girl's mother is a blonde. She saw Mrs. Mu and her party as an Oriental, and she seemed a little overwhelmed. She was struggling to restrain her daughter so she wouldn't mess around or encourage her to play with other children. When Mrs. Mu smiled, she was immediately encouraged and said with a smile, "Your children are very beautiful!" She speaks English with a strong French accent.
"Thank you. Your daughter is also very lively and cute." Mrs. Mu said in fluent French.
The blond woman's eyes brightened, and her attitude was several times more enthusiastic. She switched to French and said, "Your French is so good! Your children are beautiful like you. Are you Chinese?"
"Mom, mum, I want to play with the prince!" Said the little blond girl, pulling the blonde's skirt, her eyes fixed on Feng Weiming.
There are other parents around with their own children. It is rare to see oriental dolls with dark hair and black eyes, just to see Mrs. Mu's full-bodied style, and it is rumored that the Orientals are conservative and introverted, and they are not good friends, so they just watched secretly. A few eyes. Now seeing the blonde mother and daughter catching up with each other, the beautiful and generous mother, who speaks fluent French, was suddenly alive, and she turned her head to look brightly. Especially those young girls who are quite old, when they hear the little blond girl stunned, they look at Feng Weiming's eyes. They are all princesses, and naturally there should be a prince!
The blonde beauty looked at her daughter in embarrassment, and turned to Mrs. Mu with a look of hope: "Polin likes your little prince so much, why not let the children play together?"
Feng Weiming's face turned black. He didn't like being close to his peers at all, let alone a petulant little girl. He was uncomfortable just watching them. If Mrs. Mu agrees-although he respects Mrs. Mu quite, it does not mean that she can ignore him and let him do this and that.
As soon as he moved his mouth to refuse, Mu Yixi leaned against him and squeezed his hand to prevent him from talking.
Feng Weiming stared at him coldly. Mu Yixi smiled at him, and grinned slightly, saying: kiss you!
After accidentally knowing that Feng Weiming hated being kissed, Mu Yixi used this trick to threaten him to use it very smoothly.
shameless!
Feng Weiming's cheeks were white with a thin layer of redness. Because there is no expression, it looks more shy and more beautiful.
"Oh my god, it's beautiful ..." someone whispered.
Feng Weiming's air pressure was lower.
Believe Mrs. Mu. Mu Yixi scratched his palms, and Feng Wei secretly shook his hands away.
At this moment Mrs. Mu spoke, politely: "I'm really sorry, the children haven't learned French yet, and they are shy and introverted ..." She only said half of it and stopped apologetically.
The blondes saw Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan's faces ignorant (they did not learn French and did not understand what Mrs. Mu and the foreign aunt were talking about), and Mu Yixi and Feng Weiming shrugged their faces down , More and more sent to Mrs. Mu flinched (is quietly fighting), and then look at her daughter's face trying to pounce over the attitude of others, and sighed understandably: "I can understand that Po Lin is too lively ... So Are you here to play and not settle in France? "
"Yes, the children have summer vacations and take them over to play. Is this park run by Americans? It feels different from other places in France ..." said Mrs. Mu.
The blonde beauty sees her confidant: "Who said no? It's weird, it's not elegant and romantic, and the fare is expensive, hey, American!"
She talked to Mrs. Mu, and she was very picky about American taste. Mrs. Mu smiled and listened, and from time to time she said that the more beautiful the blonde, the more she talked about it.
"Mom, mum, I want a prince! I want a prince!" The little blond girl saw her mother dissatisfied with her wishes and stomped on her feet.
"Hey, don't be noisy, your mother taught you politeness? Don't scare people." The blonde taught her daughter.
The blonde girl flat mouthed to cry, Mrs. Mu took out candy for her, and said softly: "Oh, Pauline, the prince grows up to be with the prince. Moreover, the prince does not like the crying princess. Become ugly, the prince likes pretty princesses, but dislikes ugly princesses! "
The blonde girl was a little shy at strangers, but Mrs. Mu was beautiful and gentle, and the sweets she gave looked seductive. She took it in a sluggish way, and after listening to Mrs. Mu, she seemed to ask her mother: "Really ?"
"Of course!" The blonde said immediately, smiling at Mrs. Mu.
"Bo Lin wants to be a beautiful princess, not an ugly princess!" The little blond girl announced loudly, and said to Feng Weiming with determination, "Prince, you have to wait for me to grow up!"
Feng Weiming turned his face completely to Mrs. Mu. Mu Yixi smiled hard, but he should "can't understand" French, so he followed Feng Weiming's face and shrugged his shoulders as an embarrassment.
Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan, because they did not understand, had mosquito-repellent incense in their eyes, and unconsciously leaned against Mrs. Mu.
Oriental boy is so shy! But this little animal looks so cute! The westerners present thought.
Mrs. Mu and her four children played on the carousel with the help and enthusiasm of everyone. Jiang Xinyu stood outside the fence and looked at the children, taking a picture of Feng Weiming by the way. Known as a prince, Feng Weiming got on a tall white horse. His small waist is straight, his expression is cold, his demeanor is indeed princely. The little girls before and after kept turning their heads to look at him, yelling and yelling, trying to attract his attention, dancing and making their parents cry and laugh.
Feng Weiming turned a blind eye to them, but was a little satisfied with his high position. Because Mu Yixi was sitting on a black pony beside him, Feng Weiming felt quite disappointed to see him all looking down at him.
However, no matter how Feng Weiming treated him with eye-catching momentum, Mu Yixi always smiled, a soft and docile appearance that made Feng Weiming unable to like it anyway.
After the merry-go-round, they went to the Ferris wheel together.
The huge, tall, round runner that stands up is spectacular.
A cockpit for four people. Mu Yixuan was sticking to Mrs. Mu. Qi did not want to sit with Feng Weiming, and unfortunately glanced at Mu Yixi, followed Mrs. Mu into the cockpit, and Xu Qingli also entered. The remaining Feng Weiming and Mu Yixi sat in the same cockpit, Jiang Xinyu looked at them.
Feng Weiming didn't want to sit in the same row with Mu Yixi, but Jiang Xinyu felt that Mu Yixi had some measures for his ancestors and sat directly in the middle of the chair.
The Ferris wheel slowly turned upwards, because Feng Weiming didn't speak, and the cockpit was quiet for a while. There is still a long way from the height most suitable for overlooking, and Jiang Xinyu speaks in a lively atmosphere. She can speak kindly, and she speaks wonderfully. Mu Yixi cooperates with the children's words, and they can talk vigorously in large and small, and the atmosphere is quite harmonious. Feng Weiming looked out the window, no matter how hard they talked, he seemed to have no interest.
The first thing to find out about Feng Weiming is Mu Yixi. After the cockpit reached a certain height, Jiang Xinyu also turned his head and looked out the window. As the overseas leader of the Mu family, Mu Jiuqian has a huge stand to manage. As an assistant, she is usually very busy at work. She can travel with young master like today, and there are very few opportunities to waste time. Sitting on the Ferris wheel overlooking the big city is also a very good embodiment.
Mu Yixi was not as emotional as she was. Although he also looked at the scenery from the window from time to time, he was more interested in Feng Weiming. Seeing and looking, looking for a person's weakness is his instinct engraved in his bones. It is rare to be able to meet Feng Weiming, the most troublesome opponent of the last life, and Mu Yixi will not miss the opportunity to observe him.
Then he found that Feng Weiming's hand was shaking slightly.
He hooked his head to look at Feng Weiming's face and saw that his eyes were empty. Hitomi did not focus on the outside scenery at all, and his small body was slightly stretched.
Mu Yixi's head flickered with flashes of light-fear of heights!
And this stubborn little thing desperately suppressed his reaction, not telling anyone, just holding on, pretending to be nothing.
Mu Yixi was so funny and angry that he moved a little closer to him, silently reaching out to hold his little hand, and holding it tightly.
Feng Weiming shuddered slightly. This time, he didn't shake it off anymore, even curled his fingers a little, and fumbled back. 2k novel reading network