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"Then I still want to eat ice cream, okay?" Qiao Mianmian no longer struggled with his work. Anyway, since he was willing, he would be happy when he was together, and he was too lazy to think about the others.

And she was actually quite happy when she knew that Mo Yesi would not leave tonight.

She really wanted him to go back.

It's just because he's afraid that he will delay his work and don't want him to work overtime.

"Ice cream? No." The man frowned and reached out and twisted it on the tip of her nose, but the movement was extremely light, for fear that it would hurt her if it was heavier. "You have just eaten hot pot, and you want to eat ice cream again? Are you not afraid of stomach discomfort?"

"But, I want to eat ice cream now." Qiao Mianmian acted coquettishly with him, hugging his arm and shaking it gently, "I want to eat mango-flavored ice cream. At this moment, I really want to eat it. If I can't eat it, I will feel uncomfortable all over and feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Mo Yesi: "..."

"Mo Yesi, I want to eat ice cream..."

"Husband, I want to have ice cream, please buy me one."

"Husband, I know you are the best. You are the best husband in the world and the best to me."

"Husband, husband..."

Mo Yesi felt that he was almost relieved by these soft husbands shouting.

At this time, he felt that even if Qiao Mianmian made an unreasonable request to the stars in the sky, he would agree.

He was willing to give her everything she wanted.

What's more, an ice cream.

What he calls the principle is to keep it unchanged in front of others.

In front of his beloved woman, he has any principles to speak of.

Mango-flavored ice cream? He went and bought it for her immediately.

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There is a one selling ice cream next to the hot pot restaurant.

There were queues outside the store, and the business seemed to be pretty good.

Mo Yesi let go of Qiao Mianmian's hand and rubbed her hair: "Baby, you're waiting for me here. I'll be in line to buy you ice cream. Mango-flavored?"

The two stood under a tree.

In summer, night falls very late.

The sun has not completely landed, and there is no cover in the queue, so it is still very hot to stand outside.

Qiao Mianmian really wanted to eat ice cream, but seeing so many people queuing up, she immediately gave up her mind: "Forget it, don't queuing anymore, I'd better not eat it."

"Didn't you just say you really want to eat?"

"I really wanted to eat it just now, but I don't know how long it will take to wait, so I'd better forget it."

"I'll go queuing, you'll wait for me here." Mo Yesi looked at the crowd in line, curled his lips and said, "Wait, I'll be back soon."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the ice cream shop.

Qiao Mianmian watched him walk outside the ice cream shop soon. Most of the people who lined up to buy ice cream were girls. Mo Yesi stopped by. The girls' eyes were glowing.

It seemed that a few girls walked up to him with red faces and said something to him.

Qiao Mianmian saw Mo Yesi rolling up the sleeve of his shirt, and the small leather rope with a bow she gave him was exposed on his wrist.

A boy wears a girl's leather rope on his wrist, which means he already has a master.

Of course, the young girls also understood. After seeing the leather rope on Mo Yesi's wrist, their faces showed disappointment and some envy.
Chapter completed!