Chale Cheney immediately corrected himself: "Little Cutie is still young, she can't play these stuff."
"Hehe." Jasmine Yale sneered.
Because Chale Cheney was there, she did not easily lose her temper.
After getting off the pirate ship, Jasmine Yale led the little one to try other attractions.
Sylvan Cheney was silent and rarely spoke, often just quietly watching them.
Jasmine Yale and Chale Cheney were having a lot of fun. The little one clamoured for ice cream again, and Jasmine conceded, going to buy one for him.
"Little Chale, just buy a small one."
"Buy a big one, we will eat it together." The little one insisted earnestly.
"You're giving it to me?" Jasmine Yale blinked at him.
"Giving!" he replied.
Jasmine pretended to eat from his hand.
Her lips fell on his face, she kissed him.
The little one giggled, "Jasy, naughty!"
"Let's go, buy the ice cream."
Jasmine held his hand, and really bought a big one. Chale Cheney took a bite, then she took one.
