Mu Qiu closed her eyes and carefully savored the taste of the red fruit drink, sincerely telling the others:
"It's not that I'm deliberately treating it like poison; the flavor is so unique it's indescribable. Of all the things I've tasted, I could describe every one—except this. The only thing I haven't tasted is poison, so isn't that just like poison?"
Li Yang: "Okay, we didn't really need to hear your explanation. Next."
Mu Qiu: "..."
After her, Li Yang purposely called on Cheng Zhirang.
Since putting on those bunny ear headbands, Cheng Zhirang hadn't been quite right. Being called on now, he was even more off, hesitating while holding his cup.
Any hesitation meant everyone knew something exciting was coming.
Shi Yuhuai: "Does it smell hard to drink or is the task impossible to do?"
Shu Ran: "Brother Cheng, what request has left you tongue-tied?"
Jiang Zhufeng: "Could it be asking you to feed it to someone else?"
