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"Okay, let's drink." Morgan laughed helplessly, "Is it possible that I can't afford champagne for my wife?"

After finishing speaking, he waved to the waiter and signaled.

Soon, the waiter brought another bottle of champagne and put it on the table.

"Mrs. Blackstorm, is it enough for you?" Morgan smiled.

"Yeah!" Ashley curled her lips, "It's not wine, it's sweet, and it feels like a soft drink."

"Soft drinks?" Morgan frowned. "Mrs. Blackstorm, are you sure?"

This silly woman doesn't know that champagne also has an alcohol level, right? Based on his understanding of her drinking capacity, after drinking this... probably she is going crazy with alcohol.

"Of course, I'm sure! It's sweet in the first place, what can it do?!" Ashley rolled her eyes and said.

Although... she was a little uncertain, seeing Morgan say that made her really upset. She was determined to drink this champagne!

Ashley said so, what can Morgan do?

Soon, the bottle of champagne was finished, Ashley's face was already