"Water… Water!" She waved her little hands and made a gesture of hugging a water bottle. "Little Ying wants to drink, wants water."
Yi Qing finally realized that she was thirsty, and he immediately felt a bit guilty that he actually forgot to prepare tea and water for Master. Just as he was about to take down his storage bag, Lonemoon beside him got crazy again.
"Little Ying wants to drink water? Come, come to Daddy! I have Spiritual Fruit Juice, Immortal Fruit Juice, Sweet Fruit Juice, Spiritual Purple Juice… Which do you want?"
When he talked, he produced bottles of many different colors filled with all types of fruit juice. He laid them all over the ground. And all of them actually looked familiar!
The corner of Yi Qing's mouth twitched. How much food for Master have you hidden behind my back?
