The dark red liquid spreads in the water and quickly disappears without a trace.
Song Jingtian bowed his head and sniffed the liquid that had dripped onto the table. It smelled quite nice but was a bit pungent.
Just then, footsteps could be heard from outside.
The little guy hurriedly grabbed a few tissues to wipe the square table clean.
He had spilled a third of the liquid in the glass bottle, and fearing Tang Li would pull his ear, he quickly inserted the cork back.
Tang Li pushed open the bedroom door and saw Song Jingtian withdrawing his hand from the table, looking sneaky, prompting her to ask, "What are you up to?"
"Pouring water," Song Jingtian said while pretending to hold up the cooler.
Tang Li came to the room because she was thirsty.
She noticed two glasses of water on the table and instinctively reached for them.
However, before her hand touched the glass, the little guy moved the glass away.
Tang Li squinted her eyes: "Can't I drink it?"
