"liquor……"
"I'm fine."
Sensing something amiss in Mu Qingcheng's tone, Mo Shisheng raised an eyebrow. "Do you want some?"
"Hmm, let's have a drink. I'll keep you company no matter what."
Mu Qingcheng smiled, her smile covering the unaffected right half of her face, which looked especially warm in the orange candlelight.
She walked over and took two wine glasses, handing one to Mo Shisheng and keeping the other for herself.
Mo Shisheng was in charge of pouring the wine. Once she opened the stopper, she realized that Mu Qingcheng's wine was really fragrant.
I held the wine glass to my nose and took a sip. It was slightly sweet, but when I swallowed it, it felt like a hot liquid slid down my throat and into my stomach.
It was scorching hot.
Sipping a glass of wine on this winter night warms you up quite a bit.
Although Mu Qingcheng wasn't a big drinker, she was particularly enthusiastic about wine tasting and brewing. After seeing the satisfied look in Mo Shisheng's eyes, she smiled and took a small sip.
Her eyes suddenly lit up. "How is it? I think it tastes pretty good. What about you?"
"good."
Mo Shisheng gave a fair answer.
"Haha, this is lotus wine. I brewed it and stored it underground for ten years, and then put it in the cabinet for more than three years. Drinking lotus wine in winter, this feeling is really extraordinary."
With that, Mu Qingcheng downed the wine in her glass in one gulp, her movements bold and unrestrained.
Even Mo Shisheng couldn't help but twitch her eyelids slightly. "Are you sure you're tasting wine?"
"...Is there...any problem?"
She probably didn't think there was anything strange about drinking like this, but after hearing Mo Shisheng's suspicious tone, Mu Qingcheng subconsciously asked a question in return.
I don't know if I'm asking Mo Shisheng or myself.
"You want to get drunk, not to drink."
Mo Shisheng hit the nail on the head, directly revealing Mu Qingcheng's innermost thoughts.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingcheng was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Mo Shisheng to say such a thing directly.
Her bright eyes dimmed slightly, then a wider smile appeared on her lips. "Alcohol? I can't hold my liquor. I get drunk as soon as I drink. Isn't that normal?"
"You brewed the wine, so you must know about wine. But your way of tasting wine is incorrect. What you're doing is just pouring it down, not tasting, much less drinking."
Mo Shisheng glanced indifferently at Mu Qingcheng, her slender fingers gently playing with the wine glass, and not a drop spilled from her beautiful hands.
Her movements were languid, like a satiated cat, exuding a noble yet subtly regal aura. "Mu Qingcheng, don't even think about sleeping with me when you're drunk."
"No!"
Upon hearing that Mo Shisheng didn't want to sleep with her, Mu Qingcheng's face fell, and she pouted, "Sometimes I also have trouble sleeping, and sometimes I resent others, but I'm much better now. It's just that seeing you touched some things deep inside me..."
"I have nothing to do with you."
Mo Shisheng took a small sip of the fragrant lotus wine. "Everyone has secrets, or a past that's hard to talk about. But life goes on, the sun rises and sets, nothing changes, you understand?"
"..."
Perhaps Mo Shisheng's explanation was too profound, because Mu Qingcheng shook her head, indicating that she did not understand.
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