It was a cold winter day, and the wine glass was steaming. The osmanthus fragrance spread slowly throughout the building. The senior drinkers nearby couldn't help but swallow their saliva and eagerly watched the wealthy childe drink.
Although it required a higher level of acting, this was not a problem for Yin Xu, because he used to be a liar in the Nanjiang Country. Afterwards, he was captured by feudal officials. Then he was forced to be a soldier and became cannon fodder on battlefields.
When the wine reached his throat, the pungency in imagination didn't suffuse inside him. Instead, he felt a taste of mellowness and smoothness as if it was silk not wine that he had swallowed. The strong osmanthus fragrance spread in his body and made all his pores open, which was extremely comfortabl
