At this moment, Ruhuahua finally reached the wine flagon. She straightened up and poured him a full glass.
However, that single glass barely amounted to two sips for the Marquis of Jiangyin.
Resting her dainty hand on the edge of the wine cup, Ruhuahua’s eyes darted around. She suddenly lifted the cup, and as she leaned in to offer it, she softened her voice, flattering him with a whisper, "The Marquis possesses such a heroic bearing; wouldn’t a large bowl better reflect your majesty?"
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