Lu Ming took the wine glass and said, "Yao'er, you invite me to drink a glass 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 one gulp.
The fragrance of the wine lingered on the tip of his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart felt as sweet as the wine's aroma. But the next moment, he began to feel dizzy, the world spinning around him.
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