Hermione walked up to him and used a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead and neck. Draco bent down to make it easier for her.
His eyes were fixed on Hermione's flushed face.
"What are you looking at! You're all sweaty and stinky..." Hermione muttered, feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at, while her hands continued to move.
"Likewise, madam." Draco chuckled softly, and gently wiped Hermione's sweat with his own towel.
The two wiped each other's sweat as if no one else was around, the afterglow of the setting sun casting a warm golden glow on their embracing figures.
The audience watched this heartwarming and sweet scene with knowing smiles, and no one made a sound to disturb it.
She just watched quietly, her eyes filled with envy.
"They have a really good relationship," Becky said.
"Yes, it's nice to bicker and tease each other, and take care of each other." Mary nodded, her eyes revealing her longing for love.
"This is what love should look like," Susan said. Kate looked at her without saying anything, but her eyes softened considerably.
Jack and Tom looked at each other again, this time with a deep sigh. Well, being a punching bag is bad enough, but now they have to be fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection). This world is too unfriendly to single people.
After the two finished cleaning up, they went down to the rest area. Becky, with a quick wit, handed Draco a bottle of mineral water, smiling broadly, " Draco, here's some water! You must be tired!"
Just as she was about to reach out to take it, an even faster hand reached out from the side, and Hermione snatched the bottle of water away.
Snatching the water, Hermione didn't even look at it, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down several large mouthfuls. She drank so fast that water droplets slid down the corners of her mouth. Only after finishing did she seem to realize what she had done, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.
Then, somewhat flustered, she moved the water bottle away, avoiding looking at Draco and Becky's expressions, and explained, "I'm thirsty..."
"Puff--"
"Hahaha!"
The people around burst into laughter.
Looking at Hermione's embarrassed and blatantly suspicious expression, and then at Draco's beaming smile, everyone understood immediately. Miss Hermione was... jealous?
Do they even have to snatch water and drink it first to assert their dominance?
Becky immediately curled into a smile.
"Hmm, I'm thirsty too. Shall I have a sip?" Draco suppressed a smile and reached for the water bottle in Hermione's hand.
Upon hearing Draco ask for the water she had just drunk from, Hermione instinctively hid the bottle behind her back without thinking, blushing like a protective kitten, and stammered, "No! I drank from this bottle! Get yourself another one!"
This reaction drew another round of laughter.
Just then, Becky, very considerately, magically produced another unopened bottle of mineral water from behind her back.
Then, with a smile, he handed it to Draco: "Here, Draco, this bottle is for you, you haven't drunk from it."
Hermione: "..."
Seeing Hermione's embarrassed expression, Draco was practically bursting with laughter inside, but he had to maintain a calm facade. He reached out to take the water Becky offered, saying, "Thank you..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Hermione attacked again.
This time, she swiftly snatched the bottle of fresh water from Becky's hand before Draco could react, then shoved the half-empty bottle she had drunk from into Draco's hand, her movements so fast they left a blur.
"You drink this!" Hermione said, lowering her head, but then pushed the water bottle that had been handed to her back into Draco's hand.
After she finished doing that, Hermione froze.
What is she doing?! She stole someone else's water, then gave her own to Draco, and now she's... feeding him?!
Draco, of course, readily accepted Hermione's offer and took a sip of the half-bottle of water.
Before Hermione could react, he took the new water bottle from her hand and handed her back the half-full bottle he was holding. "Drink some more, you've been sweating so much."
Hermione's mind was a complete mess at that moment, totally swept along by Draco's smooth movements. She subconsciously took the half-full bottle of water and then took a sip in a daze.
Only after the water touched her throat did she suddenly realize that this was the bottle Draco had just drunk from—an indirect kiss?!
Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but in front of these people, especially with them looking at her with mocking eyes, Hermione felt like she was on fire; the blush that had just subsided returned.
I'm holding that half-empty bottle of water in my hand, unsure whether to drink it or not. I'm just standing there, not knowing what to do...
"Pfft, hahahahaha!"
No one could hold back their laughter; they all burst into laughter, thoroughly amused by the sweet interaction between the young couple.
" Hermione is so cute!" Becky exclaimed, clutching her stomach.
"I saw it! I saw it!" Mary wiped her eyes.
"I can't bear to look, I really can't bear to look," Jack said.
Amidst laughter, Draco quietly gave Becky, who was doubled over with laughter on the sidelines, a thumbs-up.
After receiving the signal, Becky winked at him.
When the laughter subsided, Hermione finally snapped out of her embarrassment and anger, grabbed the still-laughing Draco, and fled to another place.
Seeing the two retreat to the side, Becky and the others exchanged smiles and wisely refrained from disturbing them. Jack and Tom, unable to contain themselves, picked up their rackets and went to the court for a match.
In the shadows of the rest area, Hermione glared fiercely at a man who was grinning maliciously, clutching the half-empty bottle of water tightly in her hand as if it were her last weapon.
As Jack wiped his sweat, he glanced at Draco, who was handing Hermione water. His eyes darted around, and suddenly a fun suggestion popped into his head. "Hey," he said, " Draco," he said, "It's still early. How about we do something else?"
"What do you want to play?" Draco asked.
"Playing only singles is no fun. How about we play mixed doubles, two against two teams?"
"Want to give it a try? It's a mixed team match, just something easy to play." Draco asked Hermione, who was fanning him from the side.
"Either is fine, I have no objection."
Having received a reply, Draco turned to Jack and lazily responded, "Okay, then we'll do it your way."
The two walked side by side back to the area where a group of fellow golfers had gathered, and sat down next to each other by the fence to wait for their teams to be formed.
"Let's see how to form teams now," Jack started to organize, "How about we draw lots to form groups, or... oh well, how about this..."
He looked at Hermione expectantly, " Hermione, can we team up? Draco so strong, I'd definitely get crushed fighting him, but maybe we can win once if we team up!"
"Then I want to be on Draco's team! I want to ride on his coattails! We'll definitely win if we're on Draco's team!" Becky jumped up and raised her hand.
"Dream on." Draco stretched out his legs, leaned lazily against the back of his chair, and draped his arm over the back of the chair behind Hermione.
"I want to team up with my wife."
"I'll team up with... Draco too." Hermione blushed, then immediately lowered her head to fiddle with the strings of her tennis racket.