Qin Chuan followed Wen Yaxin upstairs.
As soon as they entered the door, Wen Yaxin took off her crystal high heels and walked barefoot on the floor.
Qin Chuan obediently changed into a pair of slippers.
"Coke or beer?" Wen Yaxin opened the refrigerator and asked, glancing back.
"Do you have water?"
Qin Chuan was so thirsty, he felt like his throat was on fire.
"Tap water." Wen Yaxin laughed.
"Then Coke, please."
Qin Chuan wasn't fond of the taste of disinfectant, so after thinking it over, he opted for a can of Coke.
With a pop, Wen Yaxin opened a can of Coke, guzzled down half, closed the fridge door, and handed the can she'd drunk from to Qin Chuan.
"There's only one can left, and I have to drive later, can't drink beer, hope you don't mind," Wen Yaxin said with a playful smile.
Qin Chuan was left speechless by her words.
This must have been intentional.
But he was too thirsty to bother arguing.
Qin Chuan took the Coke and began drinking.
