Lu Ming took the wine glass and said, "Yao'er, you treat me to a cup of blood-tongue orchid wine every day. I'm truly grateful to have you by my side."
With that, he raised the glass and drained it in a single gulp.
The fragrance of the wine lingered on the tip of his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart felt as sweet as the aroma, but the next moment, the world began to spin around him.
Chapter 1292