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Han qiqing put the drugged fruit juice back on the table and pretended as if nothing had happened. She reached out for another glass and took a sip.
Then, he frowned. &Quot; what kind of juice is this? itâs so bad. &Quot;
Mo Xiaomeng didnât understand and asked, â is it bad? It looks pretty good.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âTry drinking it.â Han qiqing distributed the juice to her and Xiaoxiao. She glanced at Xichuan Qianling and said, â what fruit did you make this juice from? The taste is so strange, could it be that the servants used rotten fruit?â
Xichuan Qianling glanced at her and said, â thatâs impossible! Is there something wrong with your taste?â
âIf you donât believe me, you can try.â Han qiqing pushed the glass of fruit juice in front of Xichuan Qianling.
Xichuan Qianling picked up the glass without thinking and took a sip. In order to prove that the juice was fine, she took a big gulp.
As soon as the juice entered her throat, a strange smell rushed up, causing her to frown.
How could it taste like this ...
However, she couldnât spit it out in front of han qiqing. If she did, wouldnât that prove that there was something wrong with the juice? What if they suspected that she had put something dirty in there?
Xichuan Qianling forced herself to swallow the fruit juice and almost vomited.
&Quot; this is a mixture of many fruit juices. It has a strong taste. Havenât you tried it before? â
He had a disdainful expression on his face that said,âyouâre making a fuss out of nothing.â
Han qiqing pretended to be embarrassed and took another sip. She pursed her lips and said, â the taste does seem a little special ... &Quot;
Mo Xiaomeng also took a sip. &Quot; itâs quite good. Xiaoxiao, have a taste. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at han qiqing, wanting to know what she was up to, so she took a sip.
It was a very normal juice, squeezed with a few kinds of fruits.
Han qiqing laughed. &Quot; then maybe thereâs something wrong with my taste. Come, letâs drink. &Quot;
She clinked her glass with Xiaomeng and Xiaoxiao, then touched Xichuan Qianlingâs glass, then raised her head and finished the juice.
To be honest, the taste was really good, and the texture was rich.
However, Xichuan Qianlingâs Cup ...
Han qiqing laughed evilly at the thought of the taste.
Xichuan Qianling did not look too good. She looked at the cup in her hand and hesitated about whether she should drink it.
She didnât want to drink anymore. The taste was too strange.
Mo Xiaomeng didnât know what was going on, but she just drank it and finished the juice as well. She even politely thanked Xichuan Qianling for her hospitality.
Han qiqing had been waiting for Xichuan Qianling to finish her drink. Seeing that she was not moving, she said to Xiaoxiao, â clink glasses with Qianling. Weâll wipe away any misunderstandings from before, and weâll be friends from now on. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao understood and didnât know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that Xichuan Qianling had already taken a sip, it could be considered as âgiving her a taste of her own medicineâ. If she really drank it all, what would she do if the medicine took effect?
After all, this was their territory.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, â Iâve already said that weâre friends. Thereâs no misunderstanding. &Quot;
She stopped drinking and put down the cup.
Xichuan Qianling didnât know that her juice was different from theirs. She thought that mu Xiaoxiao found it unpalatable and was making up an excuse on purpose.
She watched han qiqing and Mo Xiaomeng drink it and felt that they had to force themselves to drink such a bad juice. She laughed at them for being so pretentious.
So she didnât want to let mu Xiaoxiao go.
âFruit juice is so delicious and good for your body. Donât waste it.â Xichuan Qianling smiled and clinked glasses with mu Xiaoxiao. Then, she finished the juice without a change in expression.