Leng Zirui glanced at the water cup in front of him, "You drink it, I'm not thirsty!"
"Your lips are even drier than mine, aren't they?" Xu Xia frowned, "I'll pour myself another glass after you drink it."
Leng Zirui stuck out his tongue to lick his dry lips, and with a bit of helplessness, he pulled up the corners of his mouth, "Darling, it's not that I'm not taking your gesture to heart, but I really can't drink right now. After surgery, you can't drink water immediately. If it causes vomiting and accidentally enters the airway, then your husband would really be a goner!"
He pretended to be thirsty just to get her to drink some water.
Upon hearing this, Xu Xia quickly moved the cup away.
"I'm sorry, I... I didn't know!"
"I even thought you were trying to murder your own husband!" Leng Zirui gently patted the back of her hand with his fingertip, "The police must have arrived, right? Have some water and let them buy you something to eat, be good!"
