657. Yuxing Grass Tea_1

Before Zhu Xin could refuse, Wu Lan brought over a whole plate of freshly cut watermelon:

"Come on, come on, don't be shy, after finishing the tea to quench your thirst, let's have some watermelon—it's really sweet!"

Zhu Xin truly felt it was hard to decline such hospitality, but Yuxing Grass is just...

Just hearing the name is enough to put on a mask of agony! Why would anyone like this flavor?

But... he was indeed thirsty, parched, and it wasn't easy to resist this kind of culinary darkness—

Who wouldn't be thirsty after babbling for hours like him? A bottle of mineral water on the road was utterly useless.

Now, gritting his teeth, he gulped down a mouthful of the cold tea, and the cool, slightly sweet moisture spread down his throat, instantly bringing spring to his dry mouth and smoky throat!

Not to mention his forehead, which had been hot and sweaty just a moment ago—it felt as if it had been dipped into cool, silky well water, so thorough and refreshing. So awesome!