Chapter 92 Ice Cream Kiss
Juliet's body went weak.
She abruptly grabbed onto the edge of the table.
She blinked her eyes in panic and quickly fled from the scene.
After leaving, Juliet suddenly realized that her whole body was soaked with sweat...
It seemed like...
like she had caused trouble?
“Who exactly is that man...”
If this was the man was able to subdue Wilber previously, it only made her look at him with new eyes.
But this time, she felt genuine fear from the depths of her heart.
“How did Luann manage to attract such a powerful man!”
Amidst the fear, there was more anger and jealousy.
A burning fire ignited in her eyes.
“Calm down... Juliet, calm down!”
"It's not my business anyway!"
“Without surveillance, Ally, that idiot, won’t know it was me who caused the trouble.”
"Her family is so rich, losing a restaurant doesn't matter."
With this thought, Juliet let out a breath of relief.
She closed her eyes.
When she reopened them, she appeared gentle.
She hailed a cab and left the scene confidently.
In less than half an hour, the manager evacuated all the staff from the restaurant.
Soon, Myron’s people arrived to take over.
And Luann took him away from there.
As soon as they got in the car, Luann received a text message on her phone.
[The owner of this restaurant is Ally.]
Seeing the message, everything became clear to her.
No wonder there was suddenly something disgusting in the food, it turned out to be like this.
"Thank you for standing up for me."
Luann glanced at Myron.
Myron’s tone was flat, “I just didn’t want anyone to disturb us while we were eating.”
Luann smiled lightly and looked at his flat belly.
"As a way to compensate you, let me take you to a good place."
Luann picked up his phone and used the GPS to navigate to a nearby street full of snacks.
When Myron got out of the car, he was shocked by the crowd in front of him.
Couples came and went, laughing and joking, holding various snacks in their hands.
“What is this place?”
Luann put on her backpack and looked at Myron's obvious resistance, smiling, "First time here?"
“The food here is delicious, feel free to eat, my treat.”
Myron pursed his lips tightly, his body frozen in place.
"Let's go."
Luann took a few steps, noticing no movement from behind.
Surprised, she turned around to look.
Myron was still standing there, unmoving.
After hesitating for a moment, Luann directly grabbed his hand.
The softness of her skin and the warmth were like hot water melting ice, pulling Myron's attention and following Luann.
Luann walked to a food stall and skillfully said, “Boss, give me six skewers!”
"Sure! That'll be twenty in total!"
Hearing the price, Myron's eyebrows jumped, as if he thought he misheard.
He couldn’t help but ask, “How much is it?”
"Ten dollars for three skewers, twenty for six!"
Myron took out his wallet and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill to hand to him.
The barbecue vendor pointed to a sign hanging nearby and said, "Sorry, we don't accept cash here, you can use...
“Charge it to my phone!”
Myron fell silent for a moment.
“I didn’t bring my phone.”
His phone was left in the car.
“No need to look for it.”
Myron sounded generous.
"I'll take care of it." Luann scanned the QR code on her phone and effortlessly took the money Myron had already handed over, naturally putting it in his pocket. "We agreed that it's my treat!"
Myron: “...”
The skewers were quickly grilled, and Luann handed him three sticks, while she started eating.
The greasy yet fragrant taste exploded between her lips and teeth, and Luann blissfully narrowed her eyes.
Myron took a bite.
Not bad.
Seemingly having found some sweetness to it, Myron didn't resist as much and followed Luann, eating along the way—grilled squid skewers, hot pot skewers, octopus balls, tornado potatoes, cheese hot dogs, pomegranate juice...
It was like a medley of flavors.
“I want to have an ice cream cone.”
Luann eagerly looked at the queue in front of an ice cream shop on the roadside, her eyes shining with desire, like sparkling black obsidian stones.
Myron couldn't resist her gaze and quickly looked away, coughing lightly.
“Well, wait here. I’ll go buy it right away.”
"Okay."
When he left, Luann boredly found a place to sit.
An intense aroma drifted from behind.
When she turned around, she noticed a shop selling extremely spicy beef tendon balls.
A sign hanging there even read: No spiciness, no payment.
For Luann, who always liked to challenge spiciness, these five words undoubtedly declared a war.
She got up and walked over, asking, “Boss, is this really spicy?”
The boss happily replied, "Spicy! If it's not spicy, I'll pay you! It's free!"
Luann immediately paid and said, “Let me taste one first.”
When she got it, the beef tendon balls looked great, covered in chili sauce.
Luann took a bite and didn’t feel the spiciness much.
"Boss, it looks like you'll have to compensate me."
The boss smiled mysteriously, “You can have one more.”
...
Myron was paying for his purchase.
Next to the ice cream shop was a magical liquid nitrogen ice cream stall, with ice cream balls no bigger than dumplings emitting thick white smoke.
He bought a box of them and then went to buy the ice cream cone.
The queue was getting longer, with already more than a dozen people lined up.
Myron took out a wad of cash, giving a hundred to someone as he passed by.
He successfully cut in line and reached the very front.
After making his purchase, he went back to find Luann and threw an ice cream ball into his mouth.
As it entered his mouth, a refreshing coldness spread.
With each breath, smoke came out of his mouth and nose.
The flavor was average, but it was interesting.
Soon, he spotted Luann.
Her forehead was covered in sweat, her lips were bright red, and they were swelling up from the spiciness.
The boss stood behind her, laughing heartily without any restraint.
When the boss saw him, it was as if he had seen a lifesaver, and he quickly ran over.
"Sweet, sweet, sweet..."
Myron’s gaze hardened.
He picked up an ice cream ball with his fingers, simultaneously raising his left hand to prevent Luann from grabbing the ice cream cone.
As Luann looked on in confusion and disbelief, a cool finger lightly held her chin. Myron's body slightly bent forward, and then his thin lips unreservedly pressed against hers.
Luann's mind buzzed as a sudden surge of coldness instantly counteracted the scorching heat.
A chilly "little dumpling" was pushed into her mouth.
The thick white mist spread between their lips, giving off an ethereal and elusive aura.
Luann's eyes widened, her brain momentarily froze, and her eyelashes trembled.
A flash passed through her contracted pupils.
She couldn't see Myron's expression very clearly, but she could feel the dominance and tenderness in his passionate kiss.
The extreme heat and coldness gave her a strong sense of weightlessness, and the soft touch lingered in her mouth.
This "little dumpling" gradually dissolved within their kiss.
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