Stelle was still thinking when she heard a "Hah~."
Some adults made that sound after drinking alcohol. Though she had no idea why, she now regarded that "Hah~" as a sort of soul.
Stelle turned to look and discovered that Uncle Yang and March 7th had both taken a sip.
Uncle Yang's expression was unchanged, his eyes gently closed. Was he savoring it?
As for March 7th, her pretty eyes were wide open, her mouth tightly shut, and her cheeks slightly flushed... She looked thoroughly impressed. Just how delicious was this Soda Douzhi, to make even March 7th pull a face like that?
But rather than speculate wildly to herself, she might as well...
"Uncle Yang, March, how does it taste? Is it good?" Stelle asked.
Old Yang pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "This has a peculiar texture, yet there's something nostalgic about it..." It reminds me of when I first boarded the Astral Express and tried Himeko's coffee, accidentally "scorching" my esophagus.
March 7th looked at Old Yang, then at Stelle, who had yet to drink her Soda Douzhi, and began nodding furiously. She gave a thumbs-up and said:
"Uncle Yang's right. Go on, drink it! It's really good!"
With that, March 7th reached for another drink. "Let me try this one. The Xianzhou has so many drinks, I have to try them all!"
Little Grey Hair raised a hand to scratch her head. Since Uncle Yang and March 7th both said so... She suspected nothing, opened the Soda Douzhi in front of her, tipped her head back, and took a gulp.
It was a very substantial gulp.
Even the five little ones from the Luofu sitting opposite her could clearly hear the halting sounds of Stelle swallowing.
"Eek...!" Huohuo's and Bailu's voices trembled as they stared