Allen instinctively licked his lips.
Sweetness is a flavor the brain enjoys; when you eat a delicious dessert, you'll end up eating more, and when you come to your senses, you might find yourself a bit stuffed.
Having already eaten a lot at lunch, now here came a cake with particularly heavy cream, leaving a somewhat cloying feeling after consumption.
He glanced at the table subconsciously and was pleasantly surprised to find that more than half a cup of the peach oolong fruit tea remained.
The tea was initially quite hot, so he only had a sip; after finishing the cake, the temperature of the oolong tea had slightly decreased.
He held it to his lips to test the temperature; it was warm and slightly hot, just right. A slight tilt of his head and he finished the remaining half cup of fruit tea in one go.
The warm, sweet-sour and slightly bitter fruit tea flowed down his throat, instantly sweeping away the cloying sensation.
"Whew..."
