Yes, he never had any before.
When he was a child, he really wanted to, but he never had the chance. Updates are released by novel·fire.net
When he grew up and could buy it himself, his status no longer matched.
To please him, people sent countless beauties and delicacies.
He’s tasted gourmet foods from all over Jiangnan and beyond.
But these little treats, he hasn’t tried.
Su Li was choosing her favorite ice cream when she heard Feng Huaijin scoff lightly and say, "Child’s play."
Su Li’s eyes were fixed on the freezer, "Big kids can eat too. Pick one, Mr. Qi."
Feng Huaijin felt a bit peculiar inside, he glanced over, only to feel dazzled, unsure of which one was good.
For things that couldn’t be controlled, Feng Huaijin felt a bit irritated.
"I’ll help you choose. How about this one? Milk-brick, super delicious." Su Li picked up a white ice pop, with white smoke visible rising from it.
Su Li added, "It’s the same brand as the milk candy you liked last time, Seventh Master."
Feng Huaijin glared back, coughed softly, "Only kids like milk candy."
Then he reached out to take the ice pop.
Su Li quickly picked a strawberry-flavored cone and paid the owner.
"Eat it, Mr. Qi, why aren’t you eating?" Su Li asked, puzzled.
Feng Huaijin lowered his head, mechanically tore open the wrapper, and took a bite.
It was refreshingly cold, with a rich milk flavor.
No wonder kids love these; he found it... quite good.
Feng Huaijin turned his head, seeing Su Li biting into that pink cone, her smile bending her eyes into crescent moons.
"Mr. Qi? Why aren’t you eating? It’s too hot now, it’ll melt!" Su Li called out urgently.
At her words, Feng Huaijin immediately lowered his head and licked the ice cream.
Feng Huaijin casually said, "Su Li."
Su Li was busy munching on the cone, didn’t want to respond, "What?"
Su Li was puzzled, why look up?
She raised her head towards the ceiling, not noticing anything unusual.
As she looked up, Feng Huaijin immediately leaned down and took a bite of her strawberry cone.
It was indeed strawberry-flavored, quite different from his pure milk taste.
Su Li’s face flushed red, exclaimed, "Feng Huaijin, what are you doing?"
Feng Huaijin smirked and said, "Not calling me Mr. Qi anymore?"
Feng Huaijin calmly ate his milk-brick, saying, "I suspected yours tasted better, so I took a bite. Is there a problem?"
He snatched her cone and felt justified?
He really was a domineering bandit from Yanjing, daring to do anything.
Su Li resisted the urge to smash the cone into his face, lowered her head, and gloomily munched on her cone, sitting silently on the wooden bench in the mall.
Feng Huaijin watched Su Li’s expression, feeling... quite delighted.
He enjoyed seeing the little girl’s expressions, it made him happy.
Unlike the flattery and obsequiousness from those women.
Well, Feng Huaijin surprisingly felt that even if Su Li was tricking him, he was willing to accept it.
Su Li and Feng Huaijin sat together eating ice cream.
The cold, icy treat did take away the summer heat.
Feng Huaijin held the ice pop, gazed forward and lazily said, "Looking at me? If you want to say something, just say it."
The ice cream was nice, just too small, gone after a few bites.
He might buy some when he goes home today.