Once the wicked idea took root, there was no stopping it. Crazed with thirst, Qiu Chengye darted a glance at Shen Yeqing, who was gazing up at the night sky beside him, and whipped the water bottle toward his mouth!
Smack!
The first thing to touch his lips wasn't the mouth of the bottle, but something rough, fragrant with earth,
the sole of a shoe.
He opened his eyes and met Xie Mi's bright, piercing gaze.
Someone had also plucked the water bottle from his hand. He hadn't gotten a single sip.
[That was so fast. Are we sure that wasn't a special effect?]
[Who says Chinese dramas don't have good fight scenes?]
[Unless I saw that wrong, did little Jin Che just get sent flying?]
It had happened the instant Qiu Chengye boldly attempted his underhanded scheme.
In the blink of an eye, Xie Mi sprang up from where she had been lying peacefully, planted both hands on the ground, kicked up her legs to build momentum, and launched herself forward.
She snatched up her own shoe and slapped it against Qiu Chengye's mouth, moving so fast that she accidentally struck an innocent bystander, Yu Jinche, along the way.
Shen Yeqing coordinated perfectly with her, whisking away the water bottle, closing the cap, and stuffing it into his bag in one smooth motion.
Qiu Chengye's final haul: zero sips of water and one slap across the mouth with a shoe sole.
"..."
Knowing he was in the wrong, he could only seethe in silence. After glaring for a few seconds, he turned toward Shen Yeqing, cupped his hands, and tried his old trick again.
"Big brother, please accept your little brother's bow!"
This time, all six of them stared at him in unison.
"Get lost!"
His attempt to monopolize