C561 They Were Going to Make a Melon Again!

Jee Faang was reclining in the rocking chair in the courtyard, a purple clay teapot cradled in his hands. He gently sipped his tea and sighed contentedly. "Nothing beats a hot drink on a cold day to warm you right up."

Beside him, Qitian and Kangkang were completely engrossed in their own world, each with a popsicle in hand, savoring the icy treat with evident joy.

Suddenly