Hiss!
Eating popsicles in the dead of winter?
Song Tan was walking toward the parking lot and turned her head to look at Qiaoqiao: "Do you want a watermelon popsicle?"
Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up. "I also want ice cream!"
Song Tan: ...Fine, look how pitiful the kid is. Been out for two or three days and hasn't eaten anything good.
"Alright, when we drive past Golden Arches, I'll get off and buy you one."
But Qiaoqiao paused, then added, "Buy two, okay? I want to treat the handsome brother to one too."
Song Tan sighed. "Fine, fine, fine—why don't you treat me to one too?"
Qiaoqiao nodded. "Okay, I'll buy for you."
Song Tan: …Why does something feel off about this?
When they got to the parking lot, Driver Li nodded after hearing the request. "If you're bringing the ice cream back to Wanhe Garden, we might as well pick it up near the place we stopped at last time. There's a Golden Arches just ahead."
