Li Mumu snapped back to reality and snarled, "You're the one with heatstroke, your whole family has heatstroke!"
Bei Mo couldn't help but shake his head, "I was just worried about you, and you still yell at me?"
This heartless little thing!
"Who cares about your concern!" Li Mumu put her hands on her hips, almost ready to strangle him alive.
Bei Mo pressed his lips together, a hint of darkness flashing across his handsome face, and snorted coldly, "It's just a bottle of water, here, take it back."
With that, he shoved the empty bottle back into the girl's hand.
Li Mumu's face immediately darkened and she threw the empty bottle directly at the boy's head, "To hell with you!"
To hell with him!
Did she look like someone who collected junk?
But the boy seemed prepared, not only dodging the hit but also easily catching the bottle.
"Idiot, don't you know littering is uncivilized?" Bei Mo smirked mischievously, tossing the bottle into the trash can.
