Little Swallow held two large snow ice creams in her hands, one shaped like a dog and the other like a cat.
"Hmph!"
Little Swallow couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Meng Yu. She shoved a big snow ice cream into Meng Yu's mouth. As for the competition, she'd already given up. Even though she'd won against Meng Yu and advanced to two more matches, it was clear she couldn't win, and as for pre-match analysis, Meng Yu had kindly told her, "Friendship comes first, competition second."
There were just too many freaks.
"By the way, this is from her. Do you want it?"
Little Swallow pointed at a girl not far away and said to Meng Yu.
Big eyes, long lashes, and an expression of curiosity that made one irresistibly want to dote, resembling a cat, but with a hint of coquettishness. Upon noticing Meng Yu's gaze, she gently bit her lower lip and looked at him with deep, affectionate eyes, pulling him in irresistibly.
