NovelStartChapter 1574 A Pleasant Afternoon
Monica obediently closed her eyes and started using her imagination as he suggested, picturing a sea in front of her...
Tristan stopped talking, just tightly holding her hand. He also had his eyes closed, seeming to transmit a force to her invisibly.
Gradually, Monica's heart calmed down, ignoring all the terrified, thrilling screams around them.
Although she could feel the height they were swinging to, with him by her side, Monica felt extremely reassured.
It felt as if he was with her on a swing by the seaside, facing the gentle sea breeze, leaning against each other, so comfortable.
After a few minutes, the pirate ship's arc gradually decreased until it cto a stop.
Getting off the pirate ship, Monica was even more bold. She pulled Tristan along to accompany her on the rollercoaster and various
thrilling rides.
Tristan accompanied her the whole twithout refusing once. He was mentally tough, as long as she was willing, he had the time
anyway.
"Cwithto the haunted house, okay?" Monica finally dragged him to the haunted house. They didn't need tickets here
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Seeing the girl panting with excitement, Tristan's lips curled up. "Let's go." He put his arm around her shoulders and strode towards
the haunted house. "I heard this is extremely terrifying, level 10."
"It's okay, with you here, I'm not afraid!" She felt very reassured.
Half an hour later.
"Ahhh-! Don't cover!"
Monica screamed as she dragged Tristan to flee outside, running out to an open area. Then she turned and threw herself into his
arms, hugging him tightly, "Wow! This is too realistic!"
"How realistic?" Tristan stroked her head and jokingly asked, "Have you seen a ghost before?"
"No, not really." The girl looked up at him and smiled. She had played so thrillingly today! Very happy!
"Is it going to snow?"
"It's getting dark." Tristan showed her his watch.
"Almost seven??" She was shocked, she had really played until she forgot everything. Um... she giggled, a little embarrassed.
"Still want to play? We haven't gone to the ice world yet." Tristan asked her.
Facing Tristan's gaze, Monica shook her head, "Let's not play anymore, I'm a little hungry." Leaving the ice world for next tgave
her a reason to cback!
"What do you want to eat?" He was willing to listen to her opinion.
She thought about it, "Have you experienced an outdoor barbecue restaurant? Let's go eat skewers and drink beer?" She looked at
him expectantly.
Not waiting for Tristan's reply, she dragged him to quickly leave, "Con! I'll let you experience it once!"
Clearly, Tristan had never experienced these things before.
Half an hour later, the two sat down at a roadside stall, their table full of grilled skewers. She picked up a lamb skewer and handed
it to him, "Try it too? Don't just watcheat."
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Tristan awkwardly accepted it, his smile also turned awkward, "..."
"Try it, you normally can't eat this anyway. The taste is not bad, although not very clean, but it's not everyday, so it's fine."
Seeing her eat with such relish, Tristan also had to try some. He was really elegant even just eating a skewer.
He asked her, "How did you get to know these things?"
"From travelling everywhere, making friends everywhere, do as the locals do." Monica looked at him with narrowed smiling eyes as
she held up the skewer, "In Arkpool City, this barbecue place has the most authentic lamb skewers, | really like their special cumin
flavor."
Speaking of which, she opened two cans of beer and happily handed him one, "Thanks so much for today! | haven't played such
thrilling rides in a long time, it really awakened my inner child! Cheers!"
"lI don't drink." Tristan's gaze was deep and gentle, a smile constantly on his lips as he slowly chewed the lamb.
"Why not?" She didn't understand, "Beer is nothing! It's not that alcoholic."
Tristan told her, "I still have to drive you hlater. | have to drive."
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