Why won't you give me face?
Zhao Lingling pouted and said, "Mr. Qin, if it's not for adjusting your mood, why do you keep chatting with us and wasting time? Hurry up and build the Cup Mountain!"
"I'm not wasting time. Red wine needs to breathe, you know? I'm just letting the wine breathe! The weight of the red wine will change slightly after it has breathed, and even the smallest change can alter the balance point of the Cup Mountain, causing it to collapse! I can't take that risk."
Qin Yu grinned, showing a set of pearly white teeth.
Breathe the wine?
The girls had an epiphany!
No wonder Qin Yu isn't evening out the wine in the glasses right now—so he's letting the wine breathe! Only after the red wine has fully breathed will there be no mistakes when he evens it out.
Now that the girls understood the situation, they continued to chat about all sorts of things with Qin Yu.
Talking with beautiful women makes time fly, and in the blink of an eye, twenty minutes had passed.
