The cold water bottle was pressed against his face. Blake Ji turned his head and saw Ryan Shen looking at him with a half-smile. Blake Ji glared at him, pushed the water bottle away, and wiped his face randomly: "Are you courting death?"
"Mineral water?"
"I want orange juice."
"No, there is only mineral water. You can drink it if you like."
The conversation between the two was a bit childish, and Chen An suddenly interrupted: "Brother Ji, I'll go buy you some orange juice."
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