When it was their turn to get on the carriage, Zhuo Qianyun realized that the rotation speed of the carriage was actually faster than when she was standing outside and looking.

Although she had eaten very little food during this period because of illness, she still had the urge to vomit, especially when it seemed to be in the liver, which began to hurt again.

Xiao Yan's tender scream was obviously joyful, and she knew that her son was very happy.

Her hands tightly grasped the handrail beside her, stiffly straightened her body, trying hard to restrain all kinds of discomfort in her body, and did not notice that Ye Wenming's eyes were now falling on her.

Such a rotation degree is naturally nothing to Ye Wenming.

Even sitting on this childish thing with the little guy is a brand new experience for him.

Listening to his son's surprise cry, a kind of joy and pride that he had never had before, and this feeling was so strange.

Or is this blood ties?

Because Xiao Yan is his son, he has such feelings? After all, he has never been a person who likes children.

At this moment, when he saw her white face, her frown brows, and a thin layer of sweat oozing from her forehead, it could be seen that she was deliberately enduring that this game was happy for Xiao Yan, but painful for her.

Suddenly, he regretted what he said before.

When the rotation finally stopped, Zhuo Qianyun reluctantly said to Xiao Yan, "Mommy... go to the bathroom, you and daddy are waiting here." After that, she rushed to the bathroom almost in a mess, lay on the bathroom and started to retching.

But before she went out, she didn't eat anything at all, and she couldn't even vomit.

When she came out of the bathroom, the little guy didn't see anything wrong and yelled to go play with the Ferris wheel, but Ye Wenming saw Zhuo Qianyun's discomfort.

"How are you?" He asked, and he couldn't even say it himself. Is this considered concern?

"I'm fine." She replied lightly, but her eyes were always looking at Xiao Yan.

For her, there was only Xiao Yan in her eyes.

When he walked to the Ferris wheel, he suddenly grabbed her, "If you are uncomfortable, just wait below. I'll take Xiaoyan up by myself!"

She looked at him in surprise, "No need, I'm not afraid of heights." After she said that, she immediately broke away from his hand.

The three of them got on the Ferris wheel. Zhuo Qianyun took out her cell phone and said to Ye Wenming, "If you agree, I will take a few photos with you and Xiao Yan. I can pass all the photos to you afterwards. I will not leave any background here, or if you are worried, you can take photos with your cell phone."

Ye Wenming said lightly, "No, just your phone is fine."

"Okay." She responded. She thought he would refuse, and she even thought of another set of words, but she didn't expect that he would agree so easily.

The little guy was obviously very happy to take photos with his daddy, jumped off Zhuo Qianyun and approached Ye Wenming.

Zhuo Qianyun looked at Ye Wenming in the camera, and the expression on his face was still so rigorous and solemn, but since he was willing to cooperate with Xiao Yan to take photos, he would have a bit of father-son affection for Xiao Yan.
Chapter completed!