For someone who had just gone through a wave of emotions, Wen Qinxi was relatively calm. He washed up to alleviate his sore muscles and carefully dressed his wounds before wearing snow-white robes preparing to sleep. He had had such a long nerve-wracking day yearning for a goodnight sleep but Wen Qinxi couldn't put himself to sleep as he had promised to wait for Qie Ranzhe. Just as he sat down to watch a series recommended by Jolie to ward off sleep, a hyped-up Machu turned up placing two porcelain jugs on the table right in front of him.
Wen Qinxi curiously glanced over to Machu then the two jugs before inquiring, "What is it? Is this for me?" He proceeded to open the lid and take a whiff of what was inside while Machu explained. A fruity yet rose-like aroma swamped his senses spawning him to unconsciously gulp, he was intrigued and wanted to try it.
