As her gaze wandered, she felt something cool and refreshing approaching. She turned her head, and it was Bo Yan holding a bottle of Coke, right near her face.
What's better than having a chilled Coke in these hot and arid surroundings?
Xia Siyu's happiness was that simple; a bottle of ice-cold Coke cured her immediately.
She turned back happily, "You actually bought this?"
Of course not, Bo Yan said, "Snatched it from Han Yifan's mouth." The other people are artists needing to maintain their figures, but Han Yifan has no such requirement, he can happily drink 'couch potato happy water.'
Usually, Xia Siyu doesn't have access to 'couch potato happy water.' If she drinks it, it's the sugar-free kind, which tastes awful. But today was special; it's summer, they're in the desert, sweating a lot and urgently needing hydration and energy.
