"Thanks a lot, Master Li." She picked up the little spoon, scooped up some ice cream, and put it into her mouth.
So cold.
The feeling of eating ice cream in winter was just awesome.
Li Mochan's lips curved into a helpless smile as he leaned in, reached out, and pulled the seat belt over to fasten it for her.
He asked her, "Where do you want to go next?"
"To the motorcycle shop." She curved her lips, a sly sparkle dancing in her eyes.
It'd been a long time since she last went to buy a big motorcycle.
Having promised her last night, Li Mochan naturally wouldn't forget.
"Okay."
He ruffled her hair carelessly and retracted his hand, then drove away.
By the time they arrived at the motorcycle shop, more than half the box of ice cream had found its way into Ye Jiuliang's stomach.
Upon seeing the motorcycles, Ye Jiuliang no longer cared about the ice cream, tossing the remaining half of the box straight into the bin.
"Take it slow."
