When he first saw it, he smiled faintly, "I love the color and smell of tea, and I also love the taste of wine, so I developed this orchid snow wine that looks brown and smells like tea."
With the aroma of tea overflowing, she raised her cup and sipped gently, feeling the spicy feeling slide down her throat.
At that time, the sound of the piano faded away, and he rubbed the wine cup with a slightly cold voice, "I hope that the girl's heart will be as clear as the girl's face, as clear as this orchid snow wine."
She looked at the dense bead curtain with cold eyes, "How can you see my face clearly through this bead curtain?"
After coughing twice, he chuckled, "I can feel it with my heart."
Later, she sat alone, raised her head and drank the glass of Lanxue wine, and two lines of clear tears ran down her cheeks.
"I am willing to give up everything I pursue, only to integrate this world into your eyes."