The old man selling popsicles smiled and said, "Young lady, if you eat too many popsicles, you might get a tummy ache. That's not fun, you know. Buying one or two to cool off is more than enough."
Seeing the sweet, cute little girl, he was reminded of his own granddaughter. He didn't want her to end up with a stomachache, so he kindly warned her.
Helian Qiao puffed up her cheeks and insisted, "I won't get a stomachache!"
Her confident milky voice was strong.
Last time she had a stomachache was because it was her first time eating spicy hot pot, not because of five popsicles!
Gu Tingyun quietly coaxed, "Guibao, be good, we can only buy two. We have some at home, we can eat them when we get back."
Even if there was only a slight chance, he couldn't let Guibao take it.
"No way! I want them all!" Helian Qiao insisted.
She wasn't that weak!
Gu Tingyun reluctantly stepped back: "Three at most, no more."
This was his last stand!