Jiang Yi returned with the ice cream and slowed her pace when she saw the scene unfold.
The next moment, Wen Suihan said to the girl, "Sorry, I don't like sweet things."
Perhaps it was Wen Suihan's cold demeanor that made the girl who offered the milk tea blush even more.
She slowly took back the milk tea, lowered her head without saying a word, and ran off.
Jiang Yi approached with a smile and handed him a durian-flavored ice cream.
Wen Suihan actually accepted it with good grace, tasted it, and slightly frowned.
Yet, he continued to eat it, one bite after another, no longer minding the sweetness.
Jiang Yi, drenched in sweat, walked up to a shooting game stall and stopped.
The stall owner was vigorously hustling, with a fanny pack around his waist and a QR code hanging on his chest, he said to Jiang Yi, "20 yuan for 10 shots, take home whatever you hit."
Jiang Yi wasn't thinking about taking them all, she just had her eyes on a Squirtle doll.