"Old woman, here is your ice cream." Nathan put the ice cream in her hand coldly.
If she looked closely, there was a blush on his chubby face. Maybe the fat boy was angry that Ella had left him long enough.
Ella accepted it with a smile and gently stroked Nathan's head. "Thank you."
Ella opened the box Nathan had given her and looked at its contents. Apparently, this chubby kid made this ice cream especially for her, because of its shape…
She couldn't help but ask. "This…"
Nathan snorted proudly and said, "That's a flower-shaped ice cream that I made myself for you. That's good isn't it? You must be very touched."
Ella tried hard to hold back her smile and said, "Very good."
Is this really a flower? Why does this look like dirt in her eyes?
But considering Nathan is only 5 years old, Ella knows that she shouldn't demand too much. Nathan's attention alone was enough for her.