Xia Cha was startled when her slender wrist was suddenly held by the man's long and strong hand.
She glanced at the man on the bed. His eyes were still closed. She tried to pull her wrist away from his grasp, but it was no use.
The man was clearly not asleep. As she struggled, he tightened his grip on her wrist.
Xia Cha's ears felt hot.
"What are you doing… Let go!"
The man lifted his eyelids and said hoarsely, "I'm thirsty."
"Drink water if you're thirsty."
A lazy smile appeared on his handsome face. "Feed me."
Xia Cha glared at him, but the more she glared, the more the man smiled.
He smiled like a demon.
Even if Xia Cha did not like him, she could not look at his smile for a long time.
After all, people could not resist things that were too good.
In order to get rid of him as soon as possible, Xia Cha picked up the cup with her other hand and fed it to him.