"You drink it." Jun Shiyan's stomach did not feel good.
He had only had a few spoonfuls of ice cream, which was already his limit.
He could not drink such a thing anymore.
"I can't drink that much either!" Ling Sheng frowned and took a look outside.
"Third Master, we can't drink this much. What a waste. Can I give it to someone else?"
Jun Shiyan smiled even more lovingly. The young girl was kind-hearted. "Let An Yan accompany you."
Ling Sheng let An Yan choose a glass. If it was not consumed, An Yan would give it to her when she left.
At the bottom of a tree not too far away, six to seven children were playing soccer. They were sweating profusely and playing very happily.
Jun Shiyan rolled the windows down and stared at the girl who was squatting under the tree and chatting with the children.
At noon, the sun was strong.
The sunlight shone through the thin cracks of the tree and was reflected on her face.
