Shi Mao, with two Silver Needles still inserted in him.
Listening to Chen Mu's explanation, couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He agreed, "She actually found her homemade wine to be sourer than the store-bought."
"However..."
Chen Mu continued, "Where there is a Hidden Dragon, there must be a Feng Chu."
"Her roommate heard that the rice wine was a bit sour and said, 'Different people, different tastes.'"
"Different winemakers will surely produce rice wine with different flavors."
"Maybe in the future, this slightly sour rice wine will make her a master winemaker of the new generation?"
Su Bingbing looked at Chen Mu.
Then at Shi Mao's bitter face.
She couldn't help but cast a sympathetic glance his way.
What kind of Immortal beings are hidden within Hai City University?
Ignoring the shocked stares around him.
Chen Mu calmly continued, "With the lesson learned from the first time, when her roommate suggested tasting her homemade rice wine, she hesitated..."
