Male God, a Little Su

Qiao Ye paused, frowned, and asked helplessly, "Student Su Yan, can you let go of my clothes first?"

Pulling and pulling on the street and being laughed at.

The others were tall and big, and their long legs reached Su Yan's waist, and Su Yan chased after him.

Qiao Ye stopped abruptly, and Su Yan was caught off guard and bumped into it with the head of 'Ow'.

The melted popsicle was sticking to the man's neat and tidy shirt.

The surrounding air suddenly became quiet.

Qiao Ye's lips twitched slightly.

He clearly felt the sticky feeling behind him, clinging to his skin tightly, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Su, Rouge—"

With coldness and warning, he slammed it down from the top of his head word by word.

Su Yan stuck out her tongue and looked at him innocently, her big watery eyes.

"But, but don't blame me... Who made you stop suddenly, I chased so hard, you, you still want to kill me??"

The little girl blinked, and the circles of her eyes quickly turned red.

She held the popsicle pitifully, and the melted ice rolled onto her white fingers. She didn't speak, just stared at him accusingly with a face that was puffed up by the sun.

Joey:  …

Why did she look like he was the one who did the wrong thing?

"Hold it down, don't cry! Who is used to your stinky problems?"

Qiao Ye took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her.

The little girl turned her face away and snorted, ignoring him.

Qiao Ye looked uncomfortable, the next second his eyelids jumped, and he saw that the little girl was about to put the popsicle into her mouth without changing her face.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he quickly snatched it away.

Throw it in the trash can.

The popsicle had almost melted, making his hands sticky.

"I haven't finished eating yet!" Su Yan stared at the popsicles that had been thrown into the trash, her voice sticky and dissatisfied.

"Dirty."

Qiao Ye's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He took a deep breath, shook off the tissue, grabbed her wrist, and wiped the liquid off her fingers one by one with disgust.

"It's not dirty."

The little girl pursed her lips and muttered.

Qiao Ye was really helpless. The temperature was high at noon, and the water stains on his shirt had long since evaporated. Rao was angry, and he didn't dare to scold her in public when he looked at the little girl's eyes that would shed tears at any time.

Otherwise, it's really not going to end!

"I'll buy it for you, okay?"

Qiao Ye glanced at her, turned and walked towards the supermarket.

Su Yan quietly raised her lips behind him, jumped two steps, and grabbed the corner of his clothes again with her small hand.

Qiao Ye paused slightly, lowered his eyes slowly, and looked at the little girl's pink fingers, clenching them tenderly.

His thin lips pursed, and he didn't say no.

From this moment on, something seems to be different.

"I want to eat this!" Su Yan looked at all kinds of ice cream in the refrigerator, her eyes lit up, and when the supermarket owner wanted to get it for her, she suddenly frowned and shook her head.

"No, no, it's still this one! Wait... this looks delicious too, doesn't it?"

The little girl bit her lower lip unconsciously, and looked at Qiao Ye with tangled eyes.

Qiao Ye folded his arms and leaned lazily aside.

Seeing this, he said with a smile, "You can only choose one, don't be insatiable."

Su Yan snorted and pouted secretly.

"That's it!"

Unfortunately, she looked at the other flavors, and they all seemed to be good.

"That's it," Qiao Ye took out his wallet and gestured to Su Yan, "Go inside and get a pack of wet tissues."