The sun umbrellas on the square were densely packed, and the tables under them were almost filled with people.
This scene was very common at this time on a Sunday.
Luo Qiu walked through the gaps between the crowd and tables and quickly found Song Ying.
She should have been there for a while, ordered a cup of iced red tea, the straw slightly deformed from being bitten, and was absentmindedly looking at a family of three at the neighboring table, her calf gently kicking under the table, seemingly distracted.
"Do you like drinking cold things when it's chilly?"
"Are all your opening lines so strange..." Song Ying turned her head back, seemingly a bit annoyed, "Yeah, I like eating ice cream during winter, is there a problem?"
Luo Qiu sat down and said calmly, "Girls should pay attention to keeping warm, eating overly cold things in winter can lead to uterine cold."
Uterine... Uterine cold... Uterine cold or something...
