MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance-Chapter 25

twenty five:

Yan Qingchi called Chess to get up early the next day and was ready to leave for the playground.

As a public figure, Jiang Mozhi disguised himself with cosmetics and glasses before setting off. When he came out of the room again, Yan Qingchi was stunned. He stepped forward and looked carefully at the person in front of him, "Handsome man, who are you?"

"Who do you say I am?"

Yan Qingchi did not return to him, and reached out and poked Chess, "Chess, who do you think he is?"

"It's father." Chess said very seriously.

"You all recognize it." Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. "Hot eyes are golden."

Jiang Mo was helpless, "I also took him out with this costume. He has seen two or three times in a lifetime. He has seen two or three times. How can he not remember?"

Yan Qingchi glanced at him, how did he feel that the person in front of him was different from the Jiang Moyao he knew before, and changed to different styles of clothes, looked younger and livelier, modified his appearance, weakened his handsome body into a handsome, Coupled with a pair of black-framed eyes that look very square, and added a sense of book volume, it is really difficult to associate such a Jiang Mosong with Jiang Mosong on TV.

"Did you look like this when you went to school?" Yan Qingchi wondered.

"What do you want?" Jiang Mozhi looked at him. "This is the disguise. I looked more handsome at school than I am now."

"Is that so? When I get back, I'll look at pictures of your school days."

"Thinking beauty."

Jiang Moxie rejected him and started playing chess. "Let's go."

Shengfei Playground is the largest playground in city X. No matter when it is, there is no shortage of tourists, especially during the winter and summer vacations.

Jiang Moming looked at the crowd in front of him. "I said let Sun Sheng close the garden for one day. You have to let it go, now you are fine, so many people."

"What do you know, the fun of the playground is that there are many people who are busy. Besides, Sun Sheng didn't give you a VIP pass, and we don't have to wait in line. You don't feel watching everyone waiting in line, we go to the VIP to play directly. Cool? "

"So, this is why you base your happiness on the pain of others?"

"Ah, there is no harm to others anyway. As long as you are willing to spend money, anyone can be VIP. We also take VIP on our own. Let's go." Yan Qingchi beckoned, "choose a project to play."

However, no matter how good Yan Qingchi thought of it before, there is a world of difference between playing with children and playing without children. Sitting on the carousel, Yan Qingchi felt the ups and downs of his Pegasus. He looked up at the roller coaster that was not far away. He never thought that one day, he could be so close to the roller coaster. Far away, just like he never thought he was an old age, he would also play chess and carousel.

Yan Qingchi was stunned, and he saw Jiang Mo lingering not far away, his hands in his pockets, and his face was casual. When he and Qiqi turned around, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to take a picture of them. Yan Qingchi turned his head in depression. I saw Chess and Chess sitting on the horse's back, watching the Pegasus he was riding happily.

"Is it fun?" He asked.

Chess nodded.

Yan Qingchi smiled and reached out and rubbed his head. "Just like it."

After playing the merry-go-round, Jiang Moyu showed his photo to Chess and Chess. Chess asked him, "Daddy? Didn't you take the father?"

Jiang Mo scratched a few pictures, and then found Yan Qingchi, which he had accidentally taken. In the photo, Yan Qingchi was lowering his head, only half of his side face was exposed, and his eyebrows were quiet.

Chess looked, looked up and asked him, "Are there no fathers?"

Yan Qingchi heard the words and thought, "Chess, you take your father to play the carousel again, and my father will take a picture of you."

After playing chess, you can play the carousel again, and immediately look at Jiang Moyu with his eyes bright.

Jiang Moyan: ...

"Let your father take you there."

"Qiqi wants your picture. I went there or I still don't have your picture. Come on."

"Shut up, you."

"Fate it to you."

Jiang Moyu was speechless, but when he looked down, he saw that Qiqi was looking forward to himself. Jiang Moyu couldn't help it. He stared at Yan Qingchi fiercely, "Just play more."

"It's fine without you."

"I find that you can still hear it. Let me say one thing, and you can return ten sentences."

"Maybe the two of us are extremely tacit!"

"Maybe you owe it exceptionally."

"Domestic violence is not right, it will cause a heavy heart shadow on children."

Jiang Moyan: ... I think I'm about to have a psychological shadow!

He glanced at Yan Qingchi, put on his hat, hugged chess and went to the carousel again.

Yan Qingchi was at the same place, looking at Jiang Motuo's ruthless appearance on the carousel with a casual look, only feeling very comfortable, he took out his mobile phone and sang Jiang Mo, and Jiangmo gave him a cold look, turning In the past, Yan Qingchi was not discouraged, he continued to snap shots, and finally took a few pictures to see.

Waiting for the chess and carousel to come down, I saw myself and Jiang Moxie appearing in a photo at the same time, and smiled with a satisfied bent eye.

Yan Qingchi moved, and put the three of them on a picture. Chess pointed at his cell phone and said happily, "Dad, me, father, the three of us."

Yan Qingchi nodded. "Three families."

Chess "Ehhh" echoed.

"Let's go," Yan Qingchi pulled him up. "Take you to a bumper car."

Compared to the carousel, bumper cars are really fun. Yan Qingchi and Chess boarded a car. Jiang Mo took his own car. They did not go to harm others, so they identified the other party's goal and hit them fiercely. Chess is young and light. Every time they hit each other, he will bounce up slightly. After two or three times, he finds out this and can't help but laugh out. Some people look forward to the two cars. hit.

The time of the bumper car is not long. I played chess once and wanted to play it.

He looked at Yan Qingchi and wanted to say something, but he was a little embarrassed. Still, Yan Qingchi noticed that he stopped talking and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mo heard the words and stopped and looked at him.

Seeing them both stopped, Qi Qi became even more shy.

"Do you still want to play?" Jiang Moyan asked him.

Chess nodded and asked quietly, "Can you?"

Jiang Moxi rubbed his head, "Of course."

Chess immediately became happy.

The three returned to the bumper car field again. This time, Jiang Moyin held chess.

Chess Chess whispered to him, "Father, when two cars collide, Chess will bounce."

"It's fun or not fun to play?" Jiang Mojing wondered whether he liked it or not.

Chess and Cheeks bent his eyes and looked at him, "Fun, playing Chess is a small spring. Hey, fire, hey!"

Jiang Moyan listened to his vivid description, with a slight smile on his lips, "The chess and chess are going to sit firmly, don't pop out in a while, my father and I are going to find you."

"No," Chess returned to him very seriously, "Just play it up," he stretched his hand a little distance, "That's all, I can't play it."

"That's good."

That being said, after Chess got on the car, it seemed to be really afraid of popping up. He kept holding Jiang Moyu's arm and whispered, "Father, come on."

"it is good."

Soon, a new round of collision began.

Chess had fun here in the bumper car. After the second play, he whispered that he wanted to play it again. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mozhi were happy and pleased that he finally dared to put forward their ideas to them, so they played with him two more times.

After playing bumper cars, Yan Qingchi saw that there were popcorn and colas not far away, so Jiang Moyu took the chess and chess to sit on the bench first, and went to the line by himself.

Jiang Moyi looked at the crowd around the popcorn and agreed. He took the chess and went to the bench and asked him what he wanted to play next. Chess was thinking, and Jiang Mozhi's phone rang at this time.

He picked it up, "Hey."

There was a pause there, and it took a long time for a voice to come, "Silent, it's me."

Jiang Mo froze for a while, Yuan Ming.