Thinking of Ling Ye stuffed into a sack, she could hardly contain her laughter. This guy must have forgotten about the night he was wailing in the sack after a beating.
Not intending to join in the hustle, Han Luoli, with Gu Xiaoer in her arms, headed over to the rest area.
Bai Xiaoyu naturally handed over two cups of iced water, and Gu Xiaoer reached out to take one.
"Baby, you can't drink this," Han Luoli's pleasing voice chimed in, intercepting the cup before Gu Xiaoer could take it.
Bai Xiaoyu's hand paused mid-air.
"Eh?" A dissatisfied pout.
"Cold drinks aren't good for you. I've asked for some warm water to be brought over," Han Luoli said, taking the water from Bai Xiaoyu's hand and signaling to the servants nearby, who were ready to serve at any moment.
"Hey!" Gu Xiaoer's face turned as bitter as a melon. Not allowed a sip of anything cold in the heat of summer! The man was watching her too closely; she hadn't tasted iced water in ages!
Wailing...
