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... t juice that was handed to her. Her red lips curved up slightly without a trace as she took it.
“Young master Zhu, how do you know that I don’t drink?” Shi qinglan swirled the fruit juice in her hand nonchalantly and asked in a feigned nonchalant manner.
Very few people knew that she had a low alcohol tolerance.
Moreover, even if they knew about it, they only knew that Shi qinglan had a low alcohol tolerance. There was no news about qingyue’s alcohol tolerance ...
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