Jian Ci stared at the ice cream in his hand. It looked far too good to refuse, glowing softly in shades of gold and pink, but his mood was affecting his appetite. Still, the thought that Yu Xi had bought it especially for him made his lips curve into a smile. He scooped out a generous spoonful and tasted it.
The moment the sweetness melted on his tongue, Jian Ci's eyes lit up. He turned to Yu Xi, his expression bright. Yu Xi met his gaze, half-teasing. "What? You don't like it?"
Jian Ci shook his head quickly. "Did you put extra honeyed fruit?"
"I did," Yu Xi admitted. "Is it too much?"
Yu Xi knew Jian Ci's taste buds better than anyone. Jian Ci had no limit when it came to sweetness—the more sugar, the better.
Jian Ci grinned. "No. I love it. It tastes so good."
