"Wow, I love you, PaPa!"

Mengmeng almost danced with joy and threw Zhang Han a kiss.

After cheering for a while, Mengmeng stopped and asked Zhang Han in confusion, "PaPa."

"Yes?" Zhang Han didn't know what the little girl was thinking about.

"PaPa, do you think the ice cream will be more delicious if we eat it with potato chips?"

Mengmeng suggested with a serious look.

"I don't think so," Zhang Han said ...