Chapter 403 Does It Have Anything to Do With Me?

Cindy looked at the foot-washing water with a pale face. She looked at Michael and wanted to say something.

Michael's eyes were cold. "Do you want me to do it and press your head down?"

Cindy was so scared by his eyes that she trembled. "I'll drink it. However, I just said that the loser would drink the water I used to wash my feet, but I didn't say how much to drink. If I took a sip, I would fulfil the bet!"

She comforted herself in her heart. It didn't matter if she bit her teeth and took a sip. She could just bear it and let it go.

"Anyway, the two of you should finish this basin of foot-washing water. If you take a sip, the rest will be all drank by him. Of course, if you finish this basin of foot-washing water, he won't need to drink it."

Michael looked at Beckham beside him with a faint smile.

Suddenly, Beckham's body trembled and his face turned green. He looked at Cindy in silence with sharp eyes.