Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Fuso took the map and ticked an item after completing it.

"It's time to play with bumper cars." Fusang held the map in front of Mo Xiang's eyes.

"Yeah" Mo Xiang followed Fusang to the venue.

"Come on, get in the car and I'll take you." Fuso picked a small pink car, "You also want to learn my driving skills."

Don't want to look at the pink car.

"Come on, the co-pilot has reserved it for you." Fuso patted the seat next to him.

Mo Xiang bent his legs and sat in. As soon as Mo Xiang came in, Fusang felt that the space was a little small, and the two people's arms were almost touching each other.

Fuso is embarrassed...

As the bumper car game started, Fuso bumped into the obstacle behind, causing Mo Xiang's body to sway.

Fusang: "...it was just a small mistake, you fixed it."

The car made a "whining" sound, but it was stuck in place.

Don't want to stare at Fusang, don't want to snort, "That's it?"

He imitated her driving skills, fearing that he would be detained at the police station within a short time of driving.

"I'm working hard." Fuso adjusted the position of the car and stepped on the accelerator. Before he could rush forward, he was hit by a car.

Fuso was not convinced, so he also hit the car. They competed there for the whole round, but it was basically Fuso's car that got hit.

Don't expect that your body was crooked after being hit in the car.

"Don't think about it, I... can't hit anyone," Fusang said in a pitiful tone.

Mo Xiang was stunned for a moment, wondering whether he had taken the wrong medicine, and got into the car with Fusang.

The game was over, and the young couple who got off the car even came down to taunt Fuso.

"Not convinced? Another one?" the woman said. "My boyfriend is super awesome."

Fusang also followed the girl's example and put her hands on her hips, "My family is also very homesick for having children."

Mo Xiang looked at Fusang with a dark look on his face, wondering why she was bragging about taking him with her.

"Yes, my family Xiangzi" Fusang also hugged Mo Xiang's hand to his chest.

It was as soft as he thought. Mo Xiang's expression was pleasant, "Well, come on."

Fuso was sitting in the passenger seat and was a little excited, which made Mo Xiang a little nervous.

"Are you okay? If not, how about I come?" Fusang asked.

"I can't do it? Will you give it a try someday?" Mo Xiang said back to her, why would she casually say that men are not good?

Fuso was confused by the expression on Mo Xiang's face, "I said driving."

“It’s better to drive”

Fusang: "...that's fine"

Don’t think about pleasure: “Would you like to try it someday?”

Give it a try? drive? Racing? Is the risk too high?

"Okay. Is it dangerous?"

"It feels good." Mo Xiang pinched the exposed skin on the edge of Fusang's mask.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to wear?"

"Uncomfortable" Fuso felt that wearing a mask was not enough fun. "I'll take it down when there are less people."

When the whistle sounded to start the game, Mo Xiang quickly turned his steering wheel.

Mo Xiang has never played bumper cars, but he plays racing cars, knows the structure of the car, and knows where the car crashes.

"Bump, bump, bump"

The couple in the car on the opposite side were stunned. Not only could they not touch the pink car, they would have been hit and vomited. When did the bumper car have such great stamina?

"Peng" was another collision. Mo Xiang wanted to collide with them, but Mo Xiang dodged them.

At the end of the game, the couple opposite collapsed. After the game, the man asked Mo Xiang if he was a professional car player.

Just when Mo Xiang was about to answer, Fusang said, "No, he is just smart, and he can figure it out at a glance. Hey, this is my first time playing Xiangzi."

Young couple: "..." What is this guy doing?

"Is he really your boyfriend? You two are not close at all." The woman opposite was a critical attack.

Fuso gritted his teeth and replied, "We are very close in private."

"A spare tire that you don't dare to see anyone?"

Don’t think: “…”

Fusang: "..."

The woman opposite: "Have you been fooled by me? My sister is really a scumbag."

After the two left, Mo Xiang smiled and said to Fusang: "Little scumbag?"

Fusang glanced at Mo Xiang, "You want to be a spare tire?"

"I'll take it if I can become a regular employee," Mo Xiang said with a smile.

Fusang couldn't understand why Mo Xiang was so nervous. She opened the map and said, "The next stop is the carousel."

"Okay" Don't want to follow Fusang.

Fusang arrived by accident. Now there is only one big horse without people, and the others are all occupied.

"I won't sit down, I'll wait for you" Mo Mo wanted to say, he didn't like playing with these things either.

"it is good."

"What a coincidence, we met again." The couple just said hello. They were sitting on a big horse, and they were sharing dog food intimately.

Mo Xiang's eyes darkened after seeing this, and he walked up to Fusang and said, "I suddenly want to play too."

"Ah, then I'll get down." Fusang planned to dismount and give his position to Mo Xiang.

"No need." Mo Xiang stretched his legs and got on the horse. Fusang was so crowded that he quickly hugged the horse to stabilize his body.

"What are you doing?" Fusang asked a little unnaturally.

"They laughed at me as a spare tire. I didn't want to think about how I could suffer this injustice." I didn't want to be justified and "cooperate."

"How does this fit in?"

"Just think you are acting"

As soon as Mo Xiang said this, Fusang's body softened and she leaned delicately against his chest. "I can act."

The merry-go-round started to move, and Mo wanted to confine Fusang in his arms. Fusang could even feel the heat of his breath.

"Why don't you step back," Fuso suggested sincerely.

"You want to throw me to death?" Mo Xiang leaned forward, "You hold the front so I can step forward."

Fusang leaned forward. She was also afraid that Mo Xiang would fall. After all, Mo Xiang was tall and the toy horse was really quite small.

The couple across from each other stared.

Woman: "What are you doing? There are so many seats in the back, so why are the men trying to squeeze in the little sister?"

The man chuckled, "You don't understand, ride a horse, move up and down." That man really knows how to play.

When a woman looks at a man’s expression and wants to be beaten, she just rolls her eyes and calls him “a wretched man”

"Don't you want to go to the haunted house later? Let's team up with them," the man suggested.

"sure"

"Fusang, are you squeezing?" Mo Xiang asked, "If you squish me, please step back."

"It's okay. It's not too crowded. Just don't fall."

"Yeah" Mo Xiang leaned forward, "Okay"

If Fusang had known the outcome, she wouldn't have played anymore. Who knows how painful it would be to be squeezed so hard that she could only hold the horse's head with her hands. This was not fun at all.

Mo Xiang curled his lips and looked at Fusang, who was holding the horse's head and leaning forward. Even though Fusang was wearing casual clothes and couldn't see anything, Mo Xiang felt that this posture was really beautiful.

He wanted to understand her more deeply and keep her in his heart.

The merry-go-round stopped, and Fuso couldn't wait to get off. Her waist was bent and her whole body felt uncomfortable. It was too strenuous even though she was playing a game.

"There is a haunted house next door, let's go together." The couple invited Mo Xiang and Fusang.

"I don't think so..."

"Okay." Don't want to interrupt Fusang.

The four of them queued up to go to the haunted house, especially Mo who wanted to attract a lot of attention.

Fairy dust group of people.

"Fuck, handsome guy"

"What handsome guy are you looking at? We are looking for a fairy."

"Look..."

"My man, you asked me to look at a man? Hit me?"

"No, is there a fairy next to him?"

The little fans looking for Fuso looked over and saw that this figure was, yes, their little fairy.

"We line up, line up"

“Kuaifa group calls everyone to come here.”

in fan base

"Found the little fairy, here in the haunted house, come quickly with fairy powder, photo.jpg"

"Damn it, I don't dare go to the haunted house."

"I worked hard for love. I'm here. When I see her, I want to hum..."

"Stop thinking bad thoughts, fairies belong to everyone"

"Go to the haunted house to protect the fairy"

The ticket inspector also discovered why there were so many people in line today, and those at the back were looking forward excitedly.

"Brother, change positions. My wife is in front, please."

The fairy powder was shameless all the way and got to the front. This was the fairy cub they had left home for four years.

Fusang felt that someone was looking at him, and when he turned around, he felt that the gaze on him had disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiang asked.

"I feel like someone is peeking at me." Fuso is very sensitive to this kind of sight. Mo Xiang changed his position and blocked Fusang.

"Maybe I'm overthinking"

The man in the couple looked at Fusang and said, "Don't tell me, you look like that celebrity named Ye Xiaoxiao."

Fusang said nothing, Ye Xiaoxiao, am I like her?

The girl in the couple said, "Shit, it's obviously like that Fusang, and Ye Xiaoxiao's disgusting thing even made her debut as a fairy, so you guys can just take it if you like it."

"Yes, my wife is right."

"Look, everyone has not forgotten you." Mo Xiang touched Fusang's silky hair.

"Okay." Fuso felt her nose was blocked. "Thank you."

"You man, you dare to taint my fairy, damn!" The fairy fan wanted to kill Mo Xiang with his eyes.

"That brother is pretty good-looking."

"Hey, why isn't it Xu Huai?"

"Yes, who is this man?"

"I finally left that playboy Xu Huai. Support and set off fireworks."

"This man is even more handsome than Xu Huai. Before, Xu Huai was impatient to wait for the fairies to go shopping."

"Maybe they are relatives."

"That's right, but let's not expose the photos, guardian fairy"

"That's right, be careful of mad dogs. This is the fairy's private matter."

The fairy powders reached an agreement that everyone has a responsibility to protect the fairies.