"Water... I want water––" Just like every time she got drunk before, the girl on the bed was sleepily mumbling for water.
Only dressed in a towel wrapped around his waist, Su Chaoyang was drying his head with another when he heard her asking for water. He dropped the towel immediately and got her a glass of warm water. He half-kneeled on the bed, pulled her into his arms, and said, "Come on, drink water."
But, as the cup neared her lips, she wobbled her head, refusing to drink. Su Chaoyang initially had issues forcing it down, afraid her squirming would wet the bed, so he grit his teeth, took a big gulp himself, held her little chin up, forced her to open her mouth, and passed the water from his mouth to hers.
"Mmm..." The girl wrinkled her brow but didn't resist. After feeding her the water, Su Chaoyang was gazing at her with smoldering eyes, "Do you want more?"
"Hmm... Yes."
So, he repeated the process until the glass was empty.
"Do you want more?"
"... Yes."
