"Good wine. Good wine. Excellent." Jiang Changxi drank up a full cup of the liquor and smacked the table, saying expansively.
"Unfortunately, Chen Wei isn't here today. Otherwise, it will be more boisterous." Su Mu didn't really like the hard liquor. He just sipped a little bit and then said with emotion.
"That's true." Fang Heng nodded his head approvingly.
"The liquor is both spicy and mellow, with two different tastes. It's so wonderful." Wu Hai gasped in admiration while taking the small wine cup.
"It has an everlasting taste when it's drunk in the winter." Fang Heng sipped again and sighed with emotion.
At that time, everyone in the pub was already red in face except Yuan Zhou and Shen Min. This was all caused by the hard liquor.
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