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Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart novel Chapter 1191

Alana sighed as she ate, "Tell me, is there anything you are not good at? You're a genius in studies and I thought you were not so good at taking care of yourself. I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking. God favors you."

Being highly praised by his beloved girl, he had to admit that he was very happy.

"You're also excellent, in every way." He didn't mince words about his compliments to her either.

She was the best in the world for him, and no one could compare to her.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and eat. Let's stop flattering each other." Alana smiled and ended the topic. They happily finished breakfast and went out.

They had an exhausting but funny day at the amusement park.

They lined up and played all the games there, some of which they played twice or more.

Alana was so happy. She couldn't have much fun before, because her timid father forbade her to play those exciting games with Alaric at the amusement park.

To be exact, she was the one that was not allowed to play those exciting games like riding roller coasters, since Alaric was as timid as his father and could not stand too much thrill. Thus, she could not have much fun every time she went there with them.

This time she felt she brought the best partner here. The more thrilling the game was, the more they liked it. Jamarion could play all the games with her, so Alana felt that it was the first time that she had truly enjoyed herself at the amusement park.

Though exhausted, they didn't leave until they watched the fireworks show in the evening.

On the way home in the taxi, Jamarion softly asked Alana beside him, "Did you have a good time today?"

Alana nodded hard, "Sure, I'm so happy. Today I played some exciting games that I couldn't play before. That was so great."

Jamarion looked at the bright smile in her eyes. He was extremely happy and delightful as if flowers bloomed in his heart.

He was happy that she had a great time.

"By the way, where do you want to go tomorrow?" Although very tired, Alana asked him.

When the school year started, Jamarion would have a lot of academic pressure and wouldn't have time to travel around, so Alana wanted to take him to have some fun before school started.

Jamarion shook his head and said, "I won't go anywhere tomorrow but rest at home. You must be exhausted today."

They played so many games for so many hours. Even he was feeling exhausted, let alone her.

"I'm okay," Alana said.

Seeing that she pretended to be relaxed, Jamarion felt sorry for her. He couldn't help but tease, "You wish that much to go out with me?"

Alana leaned on the back seat and shook her head, "No, as my younger brother, you just came here and I should entertain you."

Jamarion pursed his lips at once without a word.

He really didn't like to hear her saying that he was a younger brother, and he didn't want to be taken as a brother by her.

Since he said so, Alana had no choice but to listen to him. They then said goodbye and went home.

Alana was indeed tired. After getting home, she took a shower and fell asleep right away.

However, Jamarion next door was not sleepy at all. After he finished bathing and got cleaned up, he sat in front of the computer and started to export the photos taken today from the camera.

He served as a photographer today and took many beautiful pictures of Alana. He could see clearly that she was extremely happy when she saw the pictures he took.

It was his mother Nina that told him to learn to take pictures for girls. She said that a boy with good photography skills could win girls' hearts more easily.

She even complained about her husband, "Do not learn from your father; he is really bad at photographing. I can hardly find a good photo in the hundred ones he takes. Slim and tall with thin long legs, I only look 5 foot tall in your father's photo."

Perhaps because his mother had despaired of his father's photo skills, since he was a kid, she had taught him to how to take good pictures with realistic colors and well-composed groups.

Later, he occasionally went to visit her and learn from the camera man painstakingly when she was filming for magazines and advertisements. As a result, now his photo skills were perfect, and completing a photo album was a piece of cake.

Jamarion exported all the photos from the camera and then slowly went through them and sorted them out one by one, planning to send them to Alana first thing in the morning.

Most of the night, he was sorting out these photos, and the smile never dissipated from his face.

She was really the woman of his dreams. Whenever he looked at her pictures, she was always beautiful in them, and he just loved her.

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