C1467 Young Lord He's Pulling at My Milk

When Jiang Yong looked at him, his gaze was staring at the thermos in his hands. There was still water in the thermos, but.

"No."

Wan Dai's face instantly turned sour. "Why?"

Why? Why? Why? Why! "Why did Jiang Ruo drink your water so easily, but you disagreed with me.

Wan Daiyu's face was expressionless, and the crazy question mark in his heart almost drowned him out