After the substitute marriage, the sweet O and the Imperial Marshal have a HE

Chapter 39

For a moment, He Lianshan only had four words left in his mind: "How could this be?"

Although he is very happy, it seems that he does not deserve to be happy! !

Especially when he saw the Omega's slightly frowned brow.

"Sorry." He Lianshan suddenly let go of his hand, maybe he should be grateful that he was backlit now, so the blush on his cheeks would not be exposed too much.

He opened his lips to say something, but was speechless for a moment. He could only see couples coming and going with ice cream in his peripheral vision, and traced the source to a mobile ice cream shop.

So the excuse obviously became: "You find a place to sit, I'll buy ice cream and come back."

"Okay, okay." Lin Mian also felt that he needed to eat something cool now. After all, he felt that his whole body was hot, especially his palms.

Almost running away, He Lianshan felt that he had never been so embarrassed that he forgot to ask Omega what flavor of ice cream he wanted to eat, and looked a little embarrassed and helpless when the boss asked.

Not wanting to keep losing his temper, he clenched his fists tightly. The sharp pain brought him back to his senses temporarily. He Lianshan took a deep breath before continuing to look at the dazzling menu.

With only a few weak images captured in his memory, the man said solemnly: "I want a double cone, strawberry and blueberry."

The cone was very exquisite, with a small flower on it. When He Lianshan came back and handed the cone to Omega, Lin Mian stood up in a hurry, took the cone, and put the flower-decorated sign on it. He sat on the bench next to him.

Apart from thanking him, Lin Mian didn't know what to say to her husband, let alone look at him.

He knew that He Lianshan was sitting next to him, so he had to eat ice cream to cover his mouth, as if he was about to bury himself in it.

After a while, Lin Mian asked: "Sir, don't you want to eat?"

He Lianshan could only respond hastily: "Just eat it, I bought it for you."

In this way, Lin Mian could not continue talking.

It's almost dusk, and the sunset is always gentle, splashing the unformed stars on the horizon, mottled into an oil painting. But it was still daylight, and the hot night breeze also brought with it the taste of ice cream. Lin Mian had only eaten half of it when it started to melt.

Omega's already red lips looked even more alluring after being dipped in sugar water, but she didn't seem to know how beautiful they were.

He Lianshan moved slightly and then said: "I won't eat it after it melts."

It wasn't that he was hungry, but more because he was a little reluctant. Lin Mian still took a big spoonful of it with a small wooden spoon and put it into his mouth, so the corners of his lips were inevitably stained with cream.

Dazed.

He Lianshan said calmly: "It's too hot. Next time I buy it, I'll eat it indoors. It will melt slower."

With a few words, he put aside Omega's responsibility and alleviated those heavy feelings of guilt.

Blame it all on the weather and the evening breeze.

Blame the haunted house.

Even though her husband had said this, Lin Mian still put the remaining solid contents in the cone into her mouth, then took out a tissue from her bag and threw the remaining contents into the trash can.