His hand was somewhat cold, but for some reason, it made her relax a bit.
The Ferris wheel slowly started moving, and Qinghe closed her eyes to feel the soft breeze beside her ear, which became stronger as the Ferris wheel picked up speed.
Qinghe relaxed herself, her senses becoming sharper, enjoying the stimulating and free sensation as if soaring through the sky.
Initially disinterested, Qinghe grew more and more joyful as they played, and the two simply took in all the amusement park had to offer.
As noon approached, the elated pair was heading out when Weisheng Yueren looked at Qinghe, "What do you like to eat? Let's go have lunch."
Qinghe stared at the boy who now had a gentle smile, which seemed much more natural, at that moment. He had completely overturned her impression of him in just a morning, revealing so many unexpected sides of himself. Although his expression was gentle now, it did not change the fact that he was a dangerous person.
