"Drinking?" Lin Mo was helpless.
At a time like this, was he really in the mood to drink? From the wide sleeves of her robe, Jiang Rushi stretched out two lotus-root-white forearms, ten fingers like scallions. She stood at Lin Mo's side, a faint floral scent spreading through the air and drifting to the tip of his nose. "I know, Young Master, that you're in no mood for wine right now, but problems always need to be thought through slowly.
Since we're sitting here with nothing to do anyway, we might as well drink." "This wine is something I've treasured for a long time. It's brewed from an extremely rare 'Yuanyun Fruit'. It goes down smooth and mellow, and it can also make one's qi and blood more robust. If it were an ordinary person, I would never be willing to give it to him." Jiang Rushi said with a cheerful smile
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