The market in Yuzhibo nationality area, under the awning set up outside a store
"Please use it slowly~ah~"
A plump purple haired woman stared at the upright Yuzhi Boyin with her eyes full of spring, ignored the light of Yuzhi Boyin that was about to explode, and sent the shaved ice filled with honey syrup to her mouth.
"Yinsang, why don't you eat today?"
The woman tilted her head doubtfully, pinned a wisp of scattered long purple hair back to her ear, dug out the shaved ice mixed with syrup from the spoon in her hand, and was blown by the hot air, melting into a viscous liquid that dripped down the woman's white lotus like forearm into the forward leaning gully.
Uzhibo Silver