They failed to get any water; in fact, Zhao Changqing took it a little further away.
He Youyou hooked her arms around his neck, stretched out her arms, and tried desperately to reach the bottle of water, but she couldn't reach it at all.
Zhao Changqing held the water in one hand and held her firmly in his arms with the other.
He let her struggle in his arms.
The last time they were this close was at the border, on horseback, in the military camp.
But none of them have been like this before...
She was slightly drunk, her body soft and warm, and she rubbed against him without restraint.
Zhao Changqing's breathing became increasingly heavy.
Although his facial expression was calm, his deep, dark eyes betrayed his thoughts.
He Youyou's flushed face was right in front of me, and her soft lips seemed a little dry.
His heart was pounding in his chest.
"Slowly, slowly..."
He doesn't want to be the Grand Commander of the Army anymore, nor does he want any status. He doesn't want to go back to the capital. He wants to go back to the Han family, okay?
Yoyo, if only...
Han Silang is back alive. Would you be happy?
He Youyou was unhappy; she was angry.
"Zhao Changqing, I want some water!"
She started punching him.
"I want water!"
Zhao Changqing sighed inwardly.
"This won't do. Let me add a little to your teacup."
Zhao Changqing reluctantly put her back on the chair.
He drank half of the tea in his teacup, added ice water from the bottle, and tested the temperature with his mouth.
"Okay, this is drinkable now, it's neither hot nor cold."
"Really?" He Youyou had very little trust in him at this moment.
"Really." Zhao Changqing smiled.
He looked at her stubborn little mouth.
If he still wouldn't drink, he would feed him directly with his mouth.
But He Youyou didn't give him that chance.
She took the teacup and drank it.
After finishing his drink, he burped and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
Iced water tastes better.
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