It's dark now, so does that mean we can drink?
Fu Qian's actions were so natural, and so compelling.
At that moment, not only Lisa but everyone in the room turned their gaze toward him, including Miss Liushuang in the far corner.
Combined with the red stains not yet completely wiped off his face, it had a flair of jesting about thirstily drinking cellared blood.
"...Does it taste good?"
Finally, as Fu Qian swallowed the second mouthful, Professor Lisa snapped back to reality and gathered her words to confirm his feelings.
"Not bad, thanks for the treat."
Fu Qian was straightforward and didn't give a negative review of the drink because of Lisa's earlier performance.
"Um... I thought you wouldn't let him drink."
Such principled behavior left even Professor Lisa unsure of how to respond, so after a moment's hesitation, she turned to Wen Li.
