Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

"Who said Lin Weiwei didn't buy the dress?" Ji Mingyou asked with cold eyes, putting down his teacup gracefully, and asked very displeased.

He had long been displeased with Zhang Yumeng's behavior, so naturally he couldn't tolerate her bullying Lin Weiwei.

"How is it possible?" Zhang Yumeng obviously didn't believe it, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "A low-quality person like her is just jealous that I have a dress sent to the south."

"You are the one with low quality. Understand it." Lin Weiwei glared unconvinced. Being given a dress is not something to show off.

The relationship between her and Xu Xiangnan since childhood has not been discarded.

Just a dress that can be bought with money, let alone worth mentioning.

Zhang Yumeng saw that the two of them were bullying her together, and she became angry from embarrassment: "You two can only talk about it, can't you afford it?"

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the owner leaned over and reminded in a low voice: "Miss Zhang, Mr. Ji has already bought that dress."

Zhang Yumeng's complexion changed, and she looked at Ji Mingyou who looked indifferent in astonishment, and said with a sneer: "Okay, a small dessert shop manager can't afford high-end ones, so ordinary ones are fine. Just like the two of you, both Inferior."

She snorted, just because Lin Weiwei still wanted to compare with her, it was a joke.

"The dresses are all designed by designers."

"Miss Zhang, is there a misunderstanding here?" The shopkeeper was frightened by her arrogant remarks, and wiped off his cold sweat. How could Mr. Ji be the owner of the dessert shop? Isn't this offending people?

Lin Weiwei's eyes were as angry as a hot flame, and he shouted sharply: "You become more disgusting after prying the corner of the wall, and the standard of judging people is also vulgar."

"To put it bluntly, aren't you just jealous?"

"Some people rely on expensive clothes to enhance their charm, but she doesn't need them." Ji Mingyou put his arms around Lin Weiwei who was out of breath, kissed her hair lightly, and said lightly, "Mr. Xu gave you clothes with great effort, Have you never thought about where you need to fill?" 
Lin Weiwei was wrapped in his arms, his ears were stained pink, and he couldn't help shrinking in.

These words were too shocking, she could even imagine Zhang Yumeng's crooked nose in anger.

"噗嗤" the shop assistants laughed, it was really a steal.

Zhang Yumeng was so angry that she couldn't bear such an insult. She pointed at the two of them with her hand, her lips trembling slightly: "You are fine, I will write it down."

"Lin Weiwei, you can spend your whole life by guarding the owner of the dead dessert shop." After finishing speaking, she stepped on her high heels angrily and left in despair.

After she left, Lin Weiwei broke free immediately, looked at the packed dress in front of him, and quickly waved his hands: "It's too expensive, I can't take it."

If she took back a dress worth 10 yuan, Xiaoyou would tear off her ears and call her a prodigal.

Ji Mingyou put his hands down, feeling empty in his heart, rubbed his forehead and said, "I brought you here, and I planned to give you one. You should have been bullied when you met that woman."

There was resistance in Lin Weiwei's eyes. She couldn't accept this dress, so she should be able to return it.

Knowing Lin Weiwei's thoughts, he took her little hand and hurried out: "Just take it as I see you off, my shoulder hurts, go back to the car with me to rest first."

"When? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Upon hearing this, Lin Weiwei couldn't care less about anything, and she took the lead and ran into the car.

She picked up a wet towel and wiped Ji Mingyou's sweat, her movements were gentle, her nimble eyes rolled, and she asked curiously: "I heard from the owner, you said you are a regular customer, did you often take others there before?"

The shopkeeper also gave a friendly price, maybe Ji Mingyou had a relationship with the girl in private.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Weiwei hurriedly explained: "I just asked casually."

"I often go there for custom-made clothes, and I get familiar with it once and for all." Ji Mingyou's eyes were deep, he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his thin lips were slightly parted, "It's the first time for a girl."

Choking on saliva, Lin Weiwei coughed lightly twice, with a shy look on his face that had been seen through.

He looked at it jokingly, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Why are you blushing?"

"It's nothing." Lin Weiwei looked out the window in embarrassment, saw a newly built playground not far away, and shouted happily, "Let's go play there."

The playground has food and play, and it is the most suitable for relaxation. Even if Ji Mingyou can't move around, he can also play other items.

Ji Mingyou froze, disgust flashed in his dark eyes, and he said coldly: "There is nothing to play there, there are screams everywhere."

He glanced at it, and saw a clown hot air balloon rising in the sky, his pupils shrunk, and he remembered the memory he didn't want to think of. In the chaotic environment, his hands were loosened.

"What's wrong with you? It's the noise, it's obviously laughter." Lin Weiwei came up to him at some point, staring at him with clear eyes, surprised by his abnormality, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of him.

Ji Mingyou grabbed her hand subconsciously, like a person in the water grabbing driftwood, with a glint in his eyes: "I caught it."

Lin Weiwei blinked suspiciously, seeing that he was tense, he urged, "I invite you to play in the playground, I loved going there when I was young."

Seeing that Ji Mingyou didn't refuse, she pulled his hand out of the car, and said with a smile, "I'm amazing, I'll take you to play, hold my hand tightly."

"Sir, it's better not to go." Seeing the direction where the two got off the car, Uncle Wu worriedly stretched out his hand, trying to stop it.

Ji Mingyou's hand touched her catkin, his handsome eyebrows frowned, but he didn't break away, and walked into the crowded playground.

In a dark place, a man wearing a hat was watching secretly, and then walked in, with fierce eyes.

The two bought tickets, and as soon as they entered, there were exclamations from the children. There was a huge turntable in the middle. Lin Weiwei opened his eyes wide in excitement: "It's so interesting."

Ji Mingyou glanced lightly, only to feel that it was noisy, and dragged her to walk like a gazebo.

"Don't worry, you have to play a few facilities when you come here." Lin Weiwei pointed to the small water train track on the side like a rebellious child, "Let's start with this first."

As she said that, she dragged Ji Mingyou over forcefully and stood behind the long queue.

"Preparation for the next group, it will start after a while." The operator turned off the machine, walked out of the small room anxiously, and ran to the bathroom.

At this time, the hiding man quickly walked into the control room, staring at Ji Mingyou in a white shirt, with a sinister smile on his face: "It hurt me so badly, just wait and see."

Ji Mingyou's eyes were cold, making the tourists stay away unconsciously. He clicked softly: "It's hard to like this place."

He followed Lin Weiwei in in a daze, wanting to leave.

The tension from every exclamation made Ji Mingyou very uncomfortable, restlessly swimming like a giant beast dormant in the deep sea, breaking the calm sea at any time.

"Come here quickly, it's about to start." Lin Weiwei, who had been waiting for a long time, sat up happily, and pulled Ji Mingyou, who looked reluctant, to the side, and was about to fasten the seat belts on the two of them.

"Ah, why did it start up so quickly?"