The little girl, who had been keeping a stern face, finally couldn't hold it back when she saw her uncle holding the irresistibly delicious milk tea. He personally inserted the straw for her and held it to her lips.
Unable to resist, she took a big, satisfying gulp. Smacking her lips a few times, she marveled at how tasty the milk tea was.
Seeing her uncle looking at her with a half-smile, she huffed and turned her head away. "Don't think a cup of milk tea is enough to make me forgive you."
"Oh? How many cups of milk tea will it take then?" Sun Dasheng asked.
She held up both hands. "It'll take at least ten cups to make this girl happy again."
Sun Dasheng placed the milk tea in her hand and smiled. "Alright. For the next ten days, I'll personally buy you a cup of milk tea every day as an apology."
Only then did the little girl's face light up with joy.
