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... own glass, his mouth facing down, blocking Farnhill’s action of pouring wine. no, I can’t drink anymore. We agreed to only drink one glass. It’s getting late. If I don’t go buy the cake now, I won’t be able to explain it to my family.
the golden-haired young man walked over and stood on the left side of tang zong. ” how can one glass be enough? we used to drink, but we’ve never drunk so little. this is not like you.
He placed all the bottles of wine on the counter in front of Tan ...
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