Even in the freezing cold weather, the girl still wore a short skirt, a typical example of someone who preferred style to warmth.
As her hand climbed up, her slender nails inadvertently scratched his skin. "Little brother, are you single? Let's add each other's contact information."
Qin Hezhou's face suddenly turned gloomy, like the sky before a storm, with an invisible sense of oppression coming towards him. He pressed his lips into a straight line, as if brushing off dust, and shook the girl's hand away in disgust.
The movements were quick and smooth, and he didn't even glance at her the entire time.
The girl was a little surprised by his reaction, but driven by lust, she continued to pester him with a smile, her words full of arrogance, and she was inexplicably confident about adding Qin Hezhou's contact information.
"Really not adding WeChat, little brother?"
"Are you buying ice cream for yourself or for your girlfriend?"
Even the staff at the ice cream stand could sense the hostility between Qin Hezhou's eyebrows, but this girl seemed blind and deaf.
The staff handed over the ice cream cone he had made. Qin Hezhou was about to take it, but unexpectedly, the girl snatched it away first.
She didn't seem to feel that she had overstepped the bounds, nor did she notice the cruel look in Qin Hezhou's eyes. She continued in a seductive tone, "It's okay if you have a girlfriend. We're adults, and it's common to have one-night stands. Little brother, tsk—"
While he was talking, the colorful ice cream cone in his hand was suddenly snatched away by someone.
Then, the ice cream cone was thrown into the trash can with a "pop".
The girl asked loudly: "Who are you if not you? Why are you throwing other people's things casually?!"
Pei Zhiyu smiled and said coldly: "I am this little brother's wife."
The girl fell silent immediately. After a few seconds, she thought of something to say. But just as she was about to open her mouth, Qin Hezhou, with an unexpected look on his face, suddenly took Pei Zhiyu's hand.
He pulled out a few tissues from the table and, in the stunned eyes of the people around him, carefully wiped every finger of Pei Zhiyu that had touched the ice cream.
Finally, he left a faint sentence: "Nothing is worthy of dirtying your hands."
Who is being implied in these words is clear as a mirror.
The girl's face turned pale.
She thought she was pretty good-looking, and people would usually approach her when she walked on the street. If it weren't for the fact that the man in front of her was such a top-notch guy, she would not have taken the initiative to approach him.
Being called a dirty thing...
She was so angry that she almost exploded!
However, Qin Hezhou didn't care. He wiped his hands and turned back to the staff and said, "Make me another one. No, one of each flavor."
The clerk was surprised and asked him again, "Do you want every flavor? There are six flavors in total, so you might not be able to finish them all."
"Just do it, my wife can finish it."
“…” Pei Zhiyu was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
His behavior seems like revenge and showing off. What's going on?
The girl who was chatting with me had a face as ugly as a bronze statue. She cursed under her breath and ran away.
Pei Zhiyu just thought it was a gust of wind blowing past her ears, which was of no concern at all. Compared to this, what was more worrying to her now was the six ice cream cones that Qin Hezhou was holding.
“How do I get it…”
"Which one do you want to eat first?"
The two spoke almost at the same time. Pei Zhiyu was choked by his words. He couldn't get angry at all. He even felt a bit of annoying joy.
Maybe this is the sweet burden.
The children running around nearby saw this and huddled together, exclaiming:
"Look! They have lots of ice cream!"
"I'm so envious. My mom doesn't even give me so much pocket money."
One of the little girls with pigtails asked in confusion, "Why did that brother buy so many delicious foods for that sister?"
"Because they are husband and wife, my mother said that a husband should spoil his wife." The little boy next to him answered.
The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she opened her mouth and said, "Can you be my husband and buy me lots of ice cream!!!"
"Pfft..." Pei Zhiyu couldn't help laughing.
I kept muttering in my heart, children’s words are without restraint!
The children were quickly taken away by their parents, and Pei Zhiyu and Qin Hezhou continued to walk deeper into the amusement park.
Each of them held three ice cream cones in their hands, and passers-by all looked at them curiously.
Under this kind of probing scrutiny, Qin Hezhou was still able to calmly ask questions like "Do you want to go to the haunted house now?"
Pei Zhiyu opened her mouth, looked at his sincere expression, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Are you going to try such an exciting project right from the start?"
"Exciting...huh?"
Qin Hezhou is an atheist and has no feelings about ghosts or zombies.
I suggested going to the haunted house simply because when I was making a travel guide last night, I saw someone strongly recommend taking my girlfriend there, and even added three or five exclamation marks in front of the star rating in the review.
These symbols are enough to show that the intensity of the recommender's emotions has reached its peak.
Besides, the "haunted house" item was also mentioned in the nanny-level travel guide that his assistant later sent him.
Thinking of this, Pei Zhiyu didn't even have time to refuse before he was half-pushed and half-led to the door of the haunted house.
What shocked her even more was that the queue here was much longer than that for the roller coaster, carousel, or Ferris wheel...
And most of them are couples.
By the time it was their turn in line, almost an hour had passed.
Pei Zhiyu's legs were numb after standing for a long time. She took a step and almost stumbled and fell. Fortunately, Qin Hezhou grabbed her waist in time and supported her.
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