When that strong, concentrated sweetness nearly reached her throat, Lin Sanjiu held her breath. Her abdomen tightened and she forced herself to spit out that mouthful of water. There was still a tinge of sweetness on her tongue and near her throat. She coughed vigorously for a few times as she tried to expel the last bit of sweetened water from her mouth. Meanwhile, the grand prize swallowed down the sweetened water with a loud gulp. Qing Jiuliu held on to the cup; his face was covered in sweat as he stared blankly at Old Ke.
"He's crazy too."
Lin Sanjiu couldn't describe her current feelings. She flung the cup without turning her head. The plastic cup flew and hit the crazy son. Thud. Sugar water sprayed everywhere. Taking a deep breath, she frowned at Old Ke. Saliva and sugar water dribbled from the side of her mouth.
"The food on earth is poisonous to the aliens. It is poisonous. They're all poisonous—"
