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Fortunately, he was not drunk... "Then can you still go home?" "Do I look like I can't go back to my home?" Violet felt that there was no need to take things so seriously with a drunkard, otherwise, he would be very willing to fight to the death with you. "No, no, no, when I look at you, it seems that you can still walk fast after drinking it." "It's good that you know." Carson looked back at Violet with disdain and then turned back to drink orange juice. Violet felt that she should let him talk to himself. She didn't want to have such a childish conversation with him. "Do you know why I like orange juice so much?" Violet shook her head very cooperatively. "Okay, I will let you experience it today." As he said that, he drank up another bottle of orange juice. She didn't want to listen to him. If it wasn't for the fact that he was lonely there, she would have gone home to sleep. "The reason why I like orange juice is... Yes... I forget what it is." Violet's curiosity had just been arous