"I'll get it myself." An Yin said, standing up to head outside, until a warm touch on her slender wrist stopped her. She looked down dazedly at the man's distinct fingers gripping her.
"Together." His voice was clear, carrying an undeniable firmness.
An Yin's face flushed as she tried to break free from him.
Bao Shaojin watched her squirm for a moment before releasing his hold. He stood up as well, not offering any explanation for his sudden action.
They walked out of the tent one after the other and went into the store.
An Yin took a bottle of orange juice from the fridge, "You're really not drinking anything?"
Bao Shaojin glanced at the open fridge and grabbed a bottle of mineral water.
An Yin tilted her head, staring at the water in his hand for a moment before closing the fridge door dully.
As they were about to turn around, they heard a commotion outside.
"Isn't there no one inside? We'll sit here." A man said aggressively.
