It was a whole flower field, and a girl came out.

The girl had red hair, and the girl raised the pitchfork in her hand and was wearing a green dress, looking like a bunch of roses with thorns.

The girl looked at the three of them and then spoke: "You are blaspheming my flowers?"

Luqiao was startled, and Cthulhu shook his tentacles: "Although I don't know who you are, don't be so angry. My name is Cthulhu, this is Anubis. And Luqiao, what about you? Women?"

The girl held up a pitchfork: "Flora, God of Flowers. I feel that you are peeking at my people. Is this your world?"

"This is between dimensions, we are just observing. If there is any offense, please make a glass of wine for you to apologize. This is not our intention." Anubis said and grabbed the glass.

Flora understood much faster than Luqiao, shook her head: "So what happened? Are you taking a break from your busy schedule? I never drink other people's things, so why don't you try what I usually drink?"

Anubis made way out of his position. At this time, Flora stood in front of the bar and pulled her hand deep into the crack.

Lu Qiao realized that between this dimension, everyone was a god and a monster. He was a humble human, and a bunch of white grapes was caught. Flora stroked the grapes, and the grapes seemed to be corrupted quickly.

Four cups were ready, and soon four cups were prepared.

Lu Qiao looked at the light golden glass in front of him in confusion and asked, "Wine? To be precise, this thing is champagne?"

Morihashimoto thought it was just wine, but who would have thought that Flora actually made champagne?

The golden wine is now in a transparent cup, and the light is shining with golden light.

"Bacchus, the God of Baccarat, taught me that he likes to call this golden angel. I didn't expect you to call this champagne? It's really rare that rotten grapes can be made into drinks that humans like." Flora looked at Luqiao in surprise.

"Correction of your statement, it is called fermentation not rot," Anubis explained.

"In my eyes, plants will only wither and rot, and then the decayed substances produce nutrition and value. Fermentation? Just because of the nutrition and value given to humans, do you have to pick up something nice to say?" Frola sneered.

"Don't be angry with the beauty." The Cthulhu came and fucked him, and Lu Qiao subconsciously picked it up.

It was obvious that two cups were eaten, but now it was still empty.

Looking at the golden champagne, Luqiao fell into deep thought.

What kind of story can this be?

A bite of champagne, the sweetness in the mouth is indescribable sourness.

In real life, I never drank champagne because it is too expensive and I didn’t expect it to taste like this. This thing is not as delicious as I thought.
Chapter completed!