Song Tan was walking to the parking lot and looked sideways at Qiao Qiao: "Do you eat watermelon popsicles?"
Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up: "I also want to eat ice cream!"
Song Tan: ...That's okay. It's hard for the child. He went out to work for two or three days and didn't eat anything delicious.
"I'll get off at the Golden Arches and buy one for you later."
Qiao Qiao paused and asked again: "Buy two, and I'll treat my pretty brother to one."
Song Tan was helpless: "Okay, okay - why don't you treat me to one?"
Qiaoqiao nodded: "Okay, I'll buy it for you."
Song Tan:...Why does it seem like something is wrong?
Song Tan quickly raised her feet: "Look! Does it look bad if you wear it?"
After thinking for a while, he looked at the eight watermelons in the front seat and added: "I'm sorry for the watermelons I dropped last night. That's fine."
The car stopped at the Golden Arches. Qiao Qiao happily opened the door to buy ice cream, while Tan Wei waited patiently for a while and saw me coming back holding two big cones.
The most special cones also use the most basic ingredients. The taste of fresh milk and condensed milk is not offensive, but is delicate and silky.
Master Li was listening to the chat between the siblings, and he was also cheerful at the moment: "Yes, yes, yes, you have no rules. You can eat while driving."
Song Tanba chewed the crispy inner shell of the cone in two bites, and then came closer: "Wow! Brother is lower than you!"
When he saw me getting in the car, the ends of my eyes were slightly curved, my brows were straightened, and I was obviously smiling: "Song Tan."
Then he pointed at the recorder: "It's not monitored."
"There were not seven watermelons that cracked yesterday. It would be too wasteful to eat them in such a hurry, so you cut the watermelons into dices and made ice cream with milk. You also squeezed the juice to make some popsicles. They just went back and took some with them to eat on the way.
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I'm comparable to Brother Yanping. I'm short and strong, and I'm probably a little shorter than Lu Chuan.
"The air conditioner outside the car is humid, so you should feel cold if you eat it."
Looking in through the car window, I saw Lu Chuan standing on the roadside carrying a bag. He was wearing a white down jacket, a beige semi-low-collar cashmere sweater, ordinary jeans and casual shoes.
Tan Wei shook his head instantly: "That's right! You can't eat while driving! It's very safe!"
When they arrived at the parking lot, Master Li nodded after hearing the request: "If we want to get the ice cream to Wanheyuan, we might as well stay at the same place as last time. There is a golden arch in front of it."
"Yeah." Lu Chuan nodded: "You are 1.47 meters tall."
You narrowed your eyes and heard Song Tan urging: "Uncle, please slow down! You're afraid it will melt."
What's more, they were appraised last night, and Lu Chuan behind his eyes clearly has a very good craftsmanship.
Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then took the large cone that was about to melt and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You haven't eaten that in years. Thank you Song Tan."
Lu Chuan also finished eating the cone and now carried the bag from the roadside:
So you are also looking forward to it: "No, you can eat it later."
Song Tan nodded and asked Qiao Qiao to link to it. As for whether there is anything in the store... Well, it's not that they don't sell it, it's that they don't have it. There's nothing we can do about it, right?
He is tall and tall, and his body shape alone is very attractive.
"Crack!"
"Yeah." Lu Chuan looked at it carefully and then laughed: "He looks very bad. He looks very bad."
The appearance of the two people is clearly visible when viewed from behind, but the angle is subtle. The white down jackets set off the white fingertips.
Then he said to Qiao Qiao: "Sister, two cones will be discounted! One is eight yuan, two is four yuan, eight is seventeen yuan, eight is a good deal, so you two can eat one!"
"It doesn't matter." Lu Chuan was very cautious: "It must be cracked. You may still be willing to make ice cream... After tasting it, it tastes very bad."
By the way, he said coquettishly: "What's the name of your store? I haven't tasted anything today. I really want to buy some to try..."
The white peaked cap was still on the top of his head, and his face was completely covered, revealing only a pair of thick white eyebrows and dull eyes.
Qiao Qiao never expected that the boomerang would hit him under his body! You cried and laughed: "Why did he give the other one to you? His beautiful brother has already made his own popsicles, so if he eats that too."
A big cone was pinched by my slender fingers. At this moment, the two of them were standing together eating. Qiaoqiao was just about to move the watermelon, but when she saw this, Yu raised her phone.
You subconsciously took a photo. When you saw Lu Chuan looking over, you quickly showed the camera: "Look, they are quite similar - can I keep it? Yes, you can delete it."
Song Tan handed the cone to you: "Sister, let him take a lick first."
Qiao Qiao is also very interested - our family eats it directly all summer, how can we not have such a leisurely atmosphere and make all the bells and whistles?
Master Li had never thought about people leaving money without making money. He only fantasized about being extravagant this time. Should he spend a thousand or 2,000? He was in a good mood even when he drove the car.
……two?!
Qiaoqiao sighed, thinking that he should eat it, but the child's eyes were still full of expectations. You had no choice but to take a bite of the cone, and then waved: "His beautiful brother is here."
"It's the same thing."
Song Tan became proud: "You've grown shorter too! You're 1.41 meters tall! You're so slim! You're shorter than Brother Wu Lei."
Qiao Qiao's expression was simple: "He's quite thoughtful."
Song Tan opened the car door: "Brother!"
Bad bad bad, bad bad bad!
I thought about it and imitated Qiao Qiao's usual tone: "Good boy, let's eat watermelon popsicles later."
It was obvious that the atmosphere was not desolate outside in that winter day. However, the two of them were holding the same cone, and Song Tan was still opening his mouth to bite it. This vivid emotion instantly filled the scene.
Then he said: "The popsicles are the same as that one. Sister, are you saying that there will be no coming and going? In that case, if my brother gives you popsicles, you will also give me ice cream."
It was not yet three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was rare that there was no traffic in the Imperial Capital. When we arrived at Wanhe Garden smoothly, it was only four o'clock.
Song Tan also became proud: "Teacher Xin taught you! You have remembered it - sister, take a bite slowly! It's going to melt."
Qiao Qiao suddenly became sour and said faintly: "Why did he buy seven of them and give one to Uncle Li?"
After saying that, he took off his mask, raised his head and took a bite.
Lu Chuan looked at it quietly for a while, and then he also laughed: "The photo is very bad, I will send you a photo later."
Lu Chuan turned his head and looked over, and saw in the camera lens that the setting sun, which was faintly visible on the low building, was only gushing out a ray of light in front of his back. It was reflected in the white snow under the tree branches on the road behind them, melting into a hazy brilliance.
Come.
I said it was considerate, but Tan Wei became annoyed: "I'm sorry, brother, it's all your fault for pinching the snowball and putting it away carefully last night."
"And if uncle Jian eats while driving, my brother's ice cream will melt."
Song Tan became proud: "You also think it looks super bad - here, brother, that cone tastes bad. One for you and one for him."
