"Brother Hai, how's your wound doing?"
In Yang Yunhai's office, Liu Jun rushed in and poured himself a large mug of water, drinking it heartily, "I'm dying of thirst."
"Look at you," Yang Yunhai kicked Liu Jun, "Wash the cup and put it back when you're done."
"Yes, sir." Liu Jun said with a cheeky grin, just as he was about to go wash the cup, when Su Ziqiao also rushed in, casually grabbed Liu Jun's cup, said thanks, and poured himself some water to drink.
"Hey, I just..." Before Liu Jun could finish, Su Ziqiao was already gulping down the water from the cup. After drinking, he even remarked with satisfaction, "That was refreshing."
Yang Yunhai looked at the two with disdain and said blandly, "Liu Jun just drank from that cup and hasn't washed it yet, does this count as an indirect kiss?"
'Pfft...' Su Ziqiao sprayed the water out of his mouth.
"Su Ziqiao!" Liu Jun wiped his face with disgust, "Could you be any more disgusting?"
The water had sprayed all over his face.
