บท 403: Chapter 402: The Plastic Brotherhood

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But just—

Just as his fingertip was about to touch the bottle, the refined man who had been squinting and leaning back on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes wide and pressed down on the bottle neither too lightly nor too heavily.

Yun Sang was taken aback.

"I'm thirsty, let me have a drink!" He didn't understand why and was somewhat impatient.

Xiao Qimo didn't let go, instead he snatched away the bottle and even placed it in the gap of the sofa next to him, his refusal couldn't have been more resolute, "Drink something else."

"Tch!" Yun Sang flopped back onto the sofa, ruffling up his shorts in irritation: "What's the big deal, I'll pay you back a hundred bottles!"

This water is just a few hundred yuan per bottle, he's treasuring it like it's something special.

He didn't even mind that it was a bottle he had drunk from, yet the guy was so stingy he wouldn't even give him a sip of water.

What a bunch of bullshit brotherhood!

All bloody bubbles! Plastic!