Seeing Yun Tian's expression, which made it clear he would not say a word until she changed back, Xiao Yu could only feel helpless. How could she dare force him to speak? That would be like searching for a lantern in a latrine-courting death!
When Yun Tian remained silent, Xiao Yu's gaze unconsciously fell on the wine flask beside his hand. After all, those people had just fought fiercely over this wine. Just then, Yun Tian filled another cup. Xiao Yu reached out and snatched it away. Before Yun Tian could speak, she tipped her head back and drained it, then smacked her lips, savoring the taste.
It does taste good, but there's nothing that extraordinary about it. Why would anyone fight tooth and nail for it?
Xiao Yu looked up at Yun Tian and met his unwavering stare. This wine was far from an ordinary fine vintage, and one cup had already left her head spinning. Assuming he was annoyed that she had stolen his drink, she snapped, "What are you staring at? I saved you. What's wrong with having a cup of your wine?"
As she spoke, she went to pour another cup, but Yun Tian said calmly, "I just drank from that cup."
"What?"
Xiao Yu's head buzzed. He had just used this cup, so hadn't she indirectly kissed him? The moment the thought struck, her face turned scarlet, her cheeks so hot they could have sent up steam. She looked every bit like a little steam engine.
Seeing her stunned expression, Yun Tian casually picked up the cup, examined it, and tossed it straight into the trash before taking out a new one.
At the sight, Xiao Yu's temper flared. *Is he disgusted with me? I'm a pretty young beauty, and he actually dares turn his