Kiss

"I'm fine. Don't worry." Seeing Fang Yao's anxious look, Yuan Xiao smiled at him comfortingly. She felt that the young man's face was somewhat similar to the man in her mind just now.

Perhaps 20 years later, Fang Yao would be like that. Yuan Xiao was pulled off the roller coaster by Fang Yao. Although she was not dizzy at all, her legs still went soft.

"It's better not to ride the roller coaster in the future." Fang Yao hugged Yuan Xiao. Her face was pale just now. Although she had improved a little, Fang Yao still blamed himself.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it very much?" Yuan Xiao had already recovered. She felt that Fang Yao was quite happy before she felt unwell.

"I don't want you to feel unwell…" Fang Yao held Yuan Xiao's hand tightly. When he thought of how uncomfortable she was just now, he still felt a little afraid.