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As a last resort, even if she had never drunk before, the little girl could only do it herself.

She took a small sip nervously, and the wine flowed down her throat. Suddenly, a burning sensation emerged, making Vivian cover her mouth and frown.

However, the nobles did not care whether the little girl could drink or not. On the contrary, Vivian's behavior had aroused their interest.

He kept using all kinds of praise and admiration just to have a drink with the little girl.

Although the next few glasses of wine had gradually adjusted her throat and the spiciness that the wine gave Vivian began to decrease, the reason why wine was wine was not because it was spicy.

Gradually, Vivian's little face began to heat up, and her cheeks began to blush.

If Sima had pretended to get drunk after three or four glasses, Vivian was really unable to take it now.

The little girl's head began to feel a little dizzy, and her vision was slightly blurred.