Dia Suka Makan Es Krim Novels & Stories

She actually missed having her friends around her because they were the only family she has. “ Do you have any cravings? Is there something you would like to eat? I'll go get it for you my dear.” Isabelle was happy she was safe.. “ I want ice cream…” Diane grinned from ear to ear and Isabelle immediately ordered ice cream from the ice cream store which was right outside the hospital.. “Ice cream!” Diane squealed happily as Isabelle handed it to her. Isabelle had gotten her banana flavor which was her favorite. “ Got your favorite.” Isabelle said as she picked up her own and dumbed herself on the couch.

I exit the car, and Don opens the door. Phew! So much luxury in one day. "Winter." I hear Sakshi's voice coming from my left, I turn in her direction and see her having ice-cream. Pregnancy cravings but she was already a foodie before. "Sakshi." I pull her into a tight hug. "Hey." She pushes me away, "My Ice-cream will melt due to your hug." She says, taking a spoon full of Ice-cream. "I don't have time for your ice-cream. Come on; we should go and start shopping. Here I am dreading the word shopping, and you are enjoying your Ice-cream." I push her with me towards the entrance of the mall.3

“Buy it...” “Sum also likes durian? This is called the Musang King. It tastes really good. I have a friend who specially imported high-quality fruits. I will bring some to you someday,” Isabella said pleasantly. “Sure! It is not me who likes it, but Jaz likes to eat durian.” Summer smiled profoundly. “Really? But how come I remember that Jasper never eats pungent-smelling food?” Isabella looked at Jasper with a doubtful look. She tried to express how well she knew Jasper through her words.

“Hmm… how about ice cream?” I blinked, caught off guard. “Ice cream?” “Yeah, you know—cold, creamy, delicious? Comes in a cone or a cup? Ice cream.” “I know what it is,” I said dryly. “I just don’t eat it to often. Ava gasped, clutching her chest dramatically. “You don’t eat ice cream often? Who doesn’t eat ice cream often? I shrugged, my eyes back on the road. “I’ve never had much of a sweet tooth.”

‘He even bought me ice cream. He eyed the precious cup in his hands—Damian’s “gift”—then began eating slowly, one spoonful at a time, letting the cool breeze and drifting leaves over the lake accompany him. From where he sat, he could hear the other two enjoying their own ice cream… But don’t imagine some dreamy, romantic scene of a couple under the sunset sharing one bowl together. That would never happen. Not with these two. “You got a death wish?” Damian’s voice cut through the air, half-shouting. “I told you—I don’t like sweet stuff, remember?”

he inquired, his hands busy scooping orange compote. Anna nodded excitedly without saying anything because she was scooping her sorbet. She adores all types of ice cream. She enjoys sorbet, gelato, frozen yogurt, and shaved ice. He immediately stopped scooping his sorbet and set the glass down. A flash of a girl's face appeared inside his head. She enjoys ice cream as well. He's suddenly lost his appetite for his sorbet and doesn't want to eat it. He requests the bill from the waiter. He gave his card to the waiter and immediately stood up after paying.

He kissed my silver hair, gently stroking my bangs, his lips naturally curved, still the same calm and gentle voice: “I'll wait for you, when you're ready. " “Ah, by the way, do you want ice cream? I'm craving ice cream!” — He changed the subject so quickly, my brain hadn't had time to convey the previous things. It is true that flipping the sides is faster than flipping rice paper. “Did you do it?” I asked Dai with one hundred percent curiosity. "Me, it's important to know how to freeze them, here.” Is it banana ice cream? I like bananas, one thing I have to admit is that Dai knows my likes and dislikes well. I know that Dai only hates t

“I'd like the chocolate and vanilla. Oh, and add strawberry topping.” Damian nodded and ordered ice cream for both of them. When the ice cream came, Miya tasted it enthusiastically. “This is so good!” she said with sparkling eyes. Damian smiled, happy to see her enjoying her food so much. He took his spoon and tasted a little of his own ice cream. “It's not bad,” he commented briefly. “You don't have a sweet tooth, do you?” she asked. Damian shook his head. “I'd rather see you enjoy it.”

"I want Burger King. Ice cream is bad for me. So… I’ll go for sundae…" "But isn’t that just the same as ice cream?" he asked. "Don’t interrupt." "Okay." He held his mouth in order not to laugh. "I like sundaes with different flavors." She sniffled. "Are you crying?" "No." Her voice was hoarse and sounded like someone who was crying. He had read on a site about PMS and mood swings. "What else? Tell me what you want, my sunshine." "I don’t really like sunshine." She sniffled.

Su-min told me. I smiled at her. “It’s okay. I already had a reasonable amount of ramen for today. That’s enough for me.” We were surrounded in silence for a while before something came up with Su-min. “Oh, I know. I’m going to the convenience store to buy some ice cream. What would you like to have, eonni?” “Buy me the fish-shaped ice cream sandwich,” Su-bin told her. “Okay. And you, eonni?” Su-min asked me again.