Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第911/1399页)

tosetawrongfootforward.Itwasobvioustoeveryothiswasanaplishedaraitledog,areallylovableone.

    “Aisha”beganAngelica,“IhavebroughtalongsomethingsIwantyoutosee.Iamsureyouwillbeverymuterestedinthemandwillsobeverymuchsurprised…”Sayingso,shelookedsearchedinherhandbagandtookoutanoldandrustic-lookingporbottlethatusedtotain100-year-oldmao-taiwine,whichshehaoAisha.

    “Thislookslikeawitlefromaimes,”saidAishaaftershehadlookeditovercarefullyforalongtime.Thenshepulledoutthecork.Althoughthebottlety,astrranceofwinepermeatedtheairofAisha’sspaciouslivingroom.

    “Thisbottlemaynotbefamiliartoyou.Youmaynothaveseenitbefore…Hereissomethihatwillbequitefamiliar.It’ssomethingyouhadusedbefore…”Sayingso,Angelica