Never thought that riding a rollercoaster would be more dizzying than flying in a fighter jet!
As he was about to faint, the rollercoaster gradually slowed down, and Wen Nuan's voice brushed past his ear, "Are you okay? It's already over."
Qin Shaojin opened his beautiful almond-shaped eyes but had barely rested for a second when the rollercoaster suddenly accelerated, entering a completely chaotic track, quickly climbing onto a circular path.
He didn't have time to close his eyes, his mind was blank from the shaking, feeling like he was going to be thrown out!
His chest felt as if something was pressing against it, with a risk of stopping at any moment. His beautiful long fingers clutched the handle tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand stood out.
The rollercoaster looped round after round, going uphill, downhill, flipping left, flipping right, 180-degree turns, 360-degree spins—