Song Xuan clenched her teeth in hatred, how could there be such a shameless man in this world? At this moment, her feet were faintly aching from chasing all the way, she was sweating profusely, and her cheeks were flushed as if she were about to have a heat stroke.
She looked pitifully at Li Zhiqian, pleading, "Brother Li, can you pour me a glass of water? My throat is so dry it's about to smoke."
Gu Yun was always blunt with Song Xuan, seeing her actually ordering Xiaoqian around, he stared at her coldly, "Did your hands stop working? Can't you pour yourself some water?"
Li Zhiqian pulled him to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, with his other hand already picking up the kettle to pour a glass of water, but as soon as he handed it over, it was snatched away by Gu Yun, who justified his action, "I'm thirsty too."
Li Zhiqian: "..."
