"But don't think that it only has a name. It is absolutely the same as what it looks like and is extremely cost-effective!"
"As soon as you sit down at Haagen-Dazs and look at the menu, your heart will be moved by [My Heart Is Fluttering]."
"8 different flavors of ice cream balls, with smooth cream, sandwiched between delicious puffs, and surrounded by thick vanilla sauce."
"Wow...isn't it tempting?"
"What's even more exciting is that in Haagen-Dazs, a single ball costs 32 yuan."
"Do you know how much [My Heart Is Rippled] with eight balls would cost?"
"Seventy-nine yuan! Only seventy-nine yuan!"
"Really, I definitely didn't lie to you. There are so many balls, so much cream, and puffs, and they only cost seventy-nine!"
"Then you should definitely give it a try if it's worth the price of admission. Come on, let me treat you."
After Pi La Pa La finished speaking, Xiao Xiao even felt that what he said was nonsense and extremely ridiculous.
Sure enough, Han Murphy looked at her blankly, as if he was sizing up an alien.
"Haha, you are so interesting, you can be on TV for direct sales." Finally, Han Murphy broke the silence, reached out and tapped her head gently, gave her a chestnut, and said: "Let's go and try that so-called [I
[Heart fluttering], what you said moved me."
After saying that, Han Murphy naturally took her hand and walked outside.
Waves of warmth came from her palm, making her face flushed and speechless for a while, until Han Feifei asked her: "Where is the Haagen-Dazs? Do you want to drive?"
Only then did she come back to her senses and said, "No, it's on Nanjing Road. It's very close to here. It's more convenient to walk there."
The Haagen-Dazs on Nanjing Road is surrounded by transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, which looks clean, translucent, comfortable, and bourgeois.
Bringing such a handsome guy to eat ice cream, Xiaoxiao felt the envy, jealousy, and hatred in the waitress's eyes. Her heart began to flutter even before she saw [My Heart Is Fluttering].
In the light, her vision began to become hazy, like a dream.
I really can't believe that a man as good as Han Murphy will one day sit across from her and become her boyfriend.
Is this a dream? If so, she would rather never wake up.
[My Heart Is Fluttering] was brought up, and she clearly felt Han Murphy giving her a cold look.
"This is [My Heart Is Rippled]?" Han Murphy said, pointing to the plate of ice cream stacked as high as the pagoda.