"It is delicious!" Mo Qiang let out a contented sigh as she closed her eyes and relished the sip of the wine that she had taken. "It is really really good. I can taste the sweetness of grapes and there is this subtle burn after the taste lightens a little but it's not too bad."
"Indeed," Mo Xifeng stared at the glass of wine in her hands. Back then when she was nineteen, many of her friends liked to drink the alcohol-flavoured solutions, they said that it tasted really good.
But she was never a fan of it, sometimes her friends would say that she was being picky because of her status as a S grade mecha morph. Even though Mo Xifeng tried to explain countless times that it was not the case no one really listened to her.
In the end, she just accepted whatever they had to say to her.
Even if they called her stuck up, Mo Xifeng silently listened to them.