Then, she snatched the second can from his hand and downed it just like water.
...
This time, when she again took something from his hand, her palm was filled with warmth, she raised her hand to continue pouring, but ended up gulping down a big mouthful of hot milk—it turned out, this time, it was milk in his hand.
"Ha..." She looked at the milk in her hand and burst into laughter, "Leng Zimo, how strange, this drink is hot..."
"Idiot, that's milk!" he gently reminded.
"I really am an idiot!" Luo Xiaoqian leaned against the wall, "No, I'm not an idiot. Xu Xia once said, 'Who hasn't been a young fool, loved a couple of jerks', I'm that fool... Leng Zimo, you're the idiot, you actually paid three million for a fool..."
Leng Zimo didn't respond but just reached out, ruffled her hair, pulled her over, and locked her in his arms, dragging her towards the bottom of the wall, "Let's go back!"