"Trying to please me is useless."
Ji Wenxu did not accept her kindness and instead wondered what her motives were.
"I just saw you talking for so long, I was worried you might be thirsty... Forget it, no good deed goes unpunished. If you don't want to drink, then never mind."
Nie Rujun rolled her eyes, unscrewed the cap, and brought the bottle to her mouth with her small hand.
If he didn't want to drink, she would drink it herself.
Just then, Ji Wenxu's large hand suddenly reached out, snatching the bottle from her grip with considerable impoliteness.
"—What are you doing?!"
Water that splashed from the bottle mouth wetted Nie Rujun's chest, and she glared at Ji Wenxu, feeling that he must be out of his mind.
Just before, when she offered him a drink, he refused, and now, when she stopped offering, he grabbed it forcefully.
While taking a sip, Ji Wenxu spoke without much sincerity:
