Central Mall.

Next to the colorful ice cream truck, there were one big and two small ones standing.

Lilly laid on the transparent glass cabinet, holding back her saliva, “Auntie, I want a yogurt ball, a strawberry ball, and a mango ball!”

The ice cream lady scooped out scoops of ice cream, according to the taste she ordered. Each scoop was scooped round and big. The ice cream cup was filled with three ice cream balls of different colors.

When Lilly took it, she took a bite first, then handed it out to Hannah.

Hannah was staring at the ice cream in the ice cream truck with bright eyes, waved his hands and said, “No, no, I want to choose by myself!”

Lilly held up the ice cream again, “Instructor MacNeil, hey!”

Blake was amused, bent down and took a small bite, and tapped her nose with his finger, “Call me daddy.”

Lilly, “Daddy!”

Blake could not help but beamed, the more he looked at his little girl, the more he liked her.

Pablo floated by the side, wondering, “What’s so delicious about ice cream?”

Lilly squinted at him, “Master, have you ever had one? The ice cream is super delicious.”

Pablo curled his lips and said, “What’s delicious, isn’t it just ice slag.”

Not envious at all.

While thinking, he quickly glanced at the ice cream in Lilly’s hand.

After Blake paid the money, he still leaned against the flower bed, but this time it was one big and two small ones.

A young lady turned her head while walking, only to hear the door slammed against the door again.

Hannah, “Hahaha! Young lady must have been looking at my ice cream, she was hungry!”

Lilly, “I think she might be looking at my father.”

Blake, “Heh… she’s looking at you.”

The three foodies chit-chatted as they enjoyed the ice creams.

Seeing them eating with gusto, Pablo turned around speechlessly, sat cross-legged on the edge of the flower bed, and resigned himself to flipping through the books.

What was so delicious about ice cream, he’d better read the brochure!

In the past few days, he almost dug out the booklet, but he still could not find Jean’s whereabouts.

I could not find her together with Lilly.

voice came from the ice

ice cream owner asked, “What

original ice cream, she wanted

looked at the yogurt, strawberry and mango flavored ice cream with bright

She wanted to eat!

result, as soon as Gemma opened her mouth, a sentence came out of her mouth, “One yogurt ball, one

was confused, no, she was thinking about

hers,

Seeing this, Lilly gasped.

a young lady wearing a yellow T-shirt and suspender jeans standing in front of the ice

A golden ghost!

seen a ghost that can emit golden

even glows…” Lilly stared at Jean without blinking, feeling an inexplicable feeling in

Jean turned her head and

eyes widened immediately, and the ice cream in her hand

to look up, and at this glance, he almost fell off the edge of the flower bed, and his eyes almost fell to

“What?! What?!!”

still anymore, a series of

ghost, who else could it be if it

you stick onto someone

This is unscientific!

It’s outrageous!

was not an evil ghost, nor was she a fierce

light shining on her

it was not considered ghost possession, it was considered

up at Jean

“Mother!”

Gemma, “¿¿¿¿”

just tell me…you don’t have to call

go, staring at her while sobbing and calling

the moment Lilly called her

Who is this kid…?

fat

she had two little braids, and the loose hair on her forehead was pinned up with a small white rabbit hair clip,

an instant, something seemed to disappear in a flash, but her head was empty, and she still could

and she had an urge to hold the child in front

to get away from Gemma, but she still could

other hand, Hannah opened her mouth wide, with a puzzled expression on

walked over with long legs, and

his eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a sullen face, “My daughter just lost her mother, she

said, “Is that

and cute little Lilly, Gemma’s

handed the ice cream in her hand

here you go, your ice cream

and said in a crying voice, “Then you will be

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