"My craving for wine was sparked by that red wine last night, Lin Jie. I want to taste another one with your senses, a red wine no less than the quality of the one last night!"
Lin Jie was stunned and said, "Lanruo, are you sure you're talking about drinking? I'm alcohol-sensitive, I'll get drunk with just one glass!"
"You just get drunk, it's not like you can't drink. What are you afraid of?"
Shen Lanruo teased Lin Jie and then cheerfully persuaded, "I'm not asking you to drink excessively, just taste. Tasting just a small glass is enough. Remember, the quality of the red wine must not be less than last night's!"
"Alright then!"
Lin Jie had already promised to try his best to fulfill Shen Lanruo's wish, so he had no choice but to agree bravely.
"Lanruo, how about the quality of those bottles of red wine in the home wine cooler?"
Shen Lanruo scoffed, "Those wines are all of low-grade brands, compared to last night's, they'd barely make good mouthwash."
