A luxury car pulled up at Chu Yi's doorstep.
He got out of the car.
Chu Yi held up an ice cream cone. Bika, clutching a vanilla ice cream taller than itself and dragging a box behind it, trotted out happily.
As expected from a luxury car, it had a lot of ice cream stocked.
Chu Yi's favorite was the crispy chocolate ice cream. It reminded him of fresh snow under the moonlight—sweet and fragrant. A hint of strawberry peeked from within, its pink gloss suffusing the treat, making each bite incredibly blissful. But he liked various combinations even more. For example, drizzling a layer of dark chocolate, sprinkling some sesame seeds and crushed peanuts, or adding a layer of strawberry sauce—it would be picturesque.
Chu Yi had many creative ideas for making ice cream, but perhaps another time.
By the way, Lulina has been home for three days. She shouldn't... starve to death, right?
...
...Idiot.
