As soon as the door was closed, Li Nan went to the table and habitually sat on the corner of the table with his legs raised, reaching for the cup.

Too much eye-catching and thirsty all the way.

Yue Zitong raised his hand, opened his hand, took out a cup from the drawer, squatted down on the table with a thump, and signaled that he had prepared the cup for him, wanted to drink, and went to pick it up by himself.

Preparing cups for him is also Yue Zitong's helpless move.

Li Nan didn't buy it very much. He picked up Yue's cup again, poured the water into his...