Tang Feng made a hole in the coconut shell, and the aroma of coconut inside permeated the air, fragrant for miles around.
"It smells so good, I'll try it first." Xiao Ya picked it up and poured it into her mouth.
Gulp!
The other women watched with drooling envy, as if it were ambrosia, crystal clear and sparkling.
Seeing this, Tang Feng opened the remaining four coconuts, letting them also taste what was called a delicacy of the human world.
After one sip, they didn't want to stop; the taste was fantastic, and after drinking it, they all felt light as air.
Tang Feng knew that these trees probably meant to please him, after all, it was he who had created them—they wouldn't dare to be stingy with the good things from their own bodies.
Tang Feng called Murong Qinglan into the room first. It had been a long time since he had been alone with his aunt, and he genuinely felt a sense of strangeness.
