An adult man, who doesn't have physical needs? He was just stirred by her to the point of unbearable desire, and without resolution, if he doesn't cool down in time, he might be tormented to death.
Shen Cheng felt she might have played a bit too far, so she had the servants bring over two cups of iced coffee, one sweetened, one unsweetened.
With a cup of coffee in hand, she walked towards the pool. Reaching Shi Yu's back, she asked softly, "Care for some coffee?"
Originally intending the iced coffee as a peace offering, she did not expect him to outright reject her: "No."
"It's chilled."
"No."
"Oh! Then I'll drink it myself."
A bit disheartened, Shen Cheng answered and simply sat down by the poolside, placing a cup of coffee on the ground while she held the other cup, preparing to drink.
Yet Shi Yu suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at her—a faint gaze carrying a tinge of cold solitude: "You're not allowed to drink either."
