Finally, Mo Chu's wine was brewed, right before Cheng Wa's collapse. As long as the lid was slightly opened, it would emit a strong fragrance, and the mellow fragrance would penetrate into people's nostrils. It was very tempting.
Mo Chu took out a few custom-made glass cups and poured half a cup for them one by one.
"Wow! Don't even talk about drinking." Staring at the clear and slightly dark wine in the glass, Cheng Wa could not even bear to blink his eyes. "Just looking at it makes me feel happy."
Exactly! Under the contrast of the transparent and colorful glass, the slightly red wine actually had an indescribable appeal.
"Tsk! Look at you!" Guan Sheng shook his head helplessly, he picked up the glass in his hand and shook it a few times. The wine began to stir as well. The aroma became stronger and stronger. He took a sip and savoured the taste in his mouth.
