An Ziqi silently imagined in her mind the scene of Xiao Moli confronting the flight attendant with hands on his hips. What a sight!
But, this water cup seems to be hers, right?
Even if he wants to drink water, there are so many on the trolley ahead. He can ask this girl to bring him a cup, and she will definitely be happy to serve him.
"Uh... this cup of water is mine."
An Ziqi blinked and said.
Xiao Moli was already angry when he heard her words, and now he was about to explode.
People are saying their relationship is rocky, and she still cares about her water?
Is she happy that people say they're not getting along?
Does she even have him, her husband, in her heart?
He raised his hand and directly threw the water cup out.
As the water in the cup splashed out, it created an arc in the air and perfectly splashed onto the flight attendant's exquisitely made-up face.
