My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 770 Anisette

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

There are very few diners in the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel.

Beside the glass curtain wall in the corner, a woman in a red suspender dress holds a glass of red wine and looks out the window at the night view of Medellin.

The long black curly hair is scattered, and the facial features are exquisite and glamorous.

The straps on the black high-heeled shoes on the feet meander on the wheat-colored sexy calves.

The figure is very well-proportioned, and the whole person is like a flame.

Although this is just a restaurant, this woman still seems to be standing in the center of the stage, attracting attention.

After admiring it for two seconds, Ethan stepped out of the elevator.

Sit down in a corner by the window, without waving, the waiter walks over quickly.

"gentlemen."

The waitress handed over the menu with a smile: "What would you like to order?"

While she was speaking, the woman in the red dress moved her slender legs and stepped on high heels to walk in another direction. The skirt disappeared from sight.

"What's the place over there?"

Ethan flipped through the menu, pointing casually.

"bar."

The waitress smiled and said, "After finishing your meal, sir, you can go drink some wine and relax."

The other party easily judged that Ethan was a tourist, so on her recommendation, he ordered a baisa platter, which is considered a special delicacy here.

Beef, rice, blood sausage, avocado, kidney beans, tortillas, banana slices, etc., a lot of messy things put together, the presentation looks good, but the combination is a bit weird.

The cost of meals will be directly calculated into the room rate.

The attitude of the waiter was good. Ethan took out ten dollars and handed it between two fingers.

"Thank you."

The waitress happily took the tip, but stopped when she was about to leave.

Turning around, she hesitated and said to Ethan: "Sir, some people are like roses, they look very delicate and beautiful, but they have sharp thorns."

"Beautiful, but dangerous."

"Thank you."

Ethan forked a piece of fried banana into his mouth, smiled and nodded.

Of course I understood what she meant, it was nothing more than a warning that the woman just now was a dangerous person, this is normal, there are very few beautiful women in the world who are not dangerous.

But does he look so lustful?

Obviously now it seems that he is a pure and innocent boy, okay?

The location of the hotel is on a hillside. The platform on the second floor below is the leisure area. In the swimming pool, there are many girls playing in the water. Looking down all the way, there are houses in a row.

With this view, Ethan slowly finished his first meal in Columbia.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin, he got up and walked towards the bar.

Although he tossed and tossed for a few hours, his energy had already recovered. Usually, this point was also a time for his leisure and entertainment. Of course, he would not go to bed early like those two old guys.

Colombian nightlife, and that's just the beginning.

In the restaurant, there are not many people.

But in the bar next to it, many people are enjoying a wonderful night.

The sound of the music was soothing, and a chuckle came.

On the wine table, next to the bar.

Men and women in twos and threes were scattered among them, and many men quietly cast their gazes at a corner of the bar from time to time. A tall and glamorous woman in a red dress was sitting on a high stool, drinking wine alone.

When they noticed the two black suits standing in the corner, they quickly looked away.

A few men with excellent self-sufficiency came up to strike up a conversation just now, but they were ruthlessly rejected.

Those who wanted to keep pestering each other obediently apologized and left after some small episodes. There are some people in Colombia that cannot be provoked, especially when there is an extremely beautiful woman with a bodyguard with a gun nearby.

Such a place that looks upscale and full of style.

But a man in big pants and a white T-shirt walked in swaggeringly, his attire was incompatible with this place.

The direction to go is exactly where the woman is.

There are quite a few men who cast playful glances, with an expression of watching the show, and like to watch others suffer, which is a bad taste common to most people.

Unfortunately for these people, what they hoped for did not happen.

When the man in the big pants was two seats away from the woman in the red skirt, he stopped, pulled out a high stool and sat down.

"clatter!"

After Ethan sat down, he snapped his fingers at the bartender.

Sitting down here is not because of that woman, it is purely because he likes to sit in a quiet place, and this place meets the requirements.

Although the woman in the red skirt is very beautiful, she is not a first-time brother.

He knew very well what he was doing here, and he would not be so stupid as to provoke trouble.

"gentlemen."

The bartender came over soon, smiling and saying some chattering words.

Well, Ethan only understood the previous greeting.

Colombia, like Mexico, is also a Spanish-speaking place, and it sounds like chanting scriptures.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing his confused look, the bartender quickly said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was speaking Spanish with another customer just now, and I forgot to correct it. What would you like to drink?"

"any recommended?"

Ethan took out the cigarette case and lighter, and lit it up: "This is my first time in Colombia."

"Anisette."

A hoarse voice sounded, and while it seemed lazy, it was quite attractive.

"You can try it." The woman in the red dress held up the red wine glass in her hand and smiled at Ethan, "That's Colombian holy water. Since you're here for the first time, you might as well try its taste."

There was a hint of Spanish accent in her words.

It sounds like itchy ears.

"Then anisette."

Unexpectedly, the other party took the initiative to talk to him, and Ethan shrugged at the bartender and said, "Give this lady a drink too."

Two glasses of ouzo, served quickly.

After Ethan raised his glass to the woman in the red dress, he drank it all in one gulp.

His eyes widened in an instant, and his expression became weird. It tasted like spices, which was really indescribable.

"Haha."

Seeing his expression, the woman in the red skirt burst out laughing.

The smile is extremely bright, like summer is blooming.

The men around who had been paying attention to her were first stunned for a while, then turned their heads and looked at Ethan fiercely, scolding the little boy in his heart, a damn guy who eats with his face.

Swallowing the wine in his mouth with difficulty, Ethan waved to the bartender and said, "Give me some whiskey, thank you."

What kind of Colombian holy water is this? I'm not used to drinking it.

Taking a sip of the familiar whiskey, he finally suppressed the weird taste just now.

He took out his phone and replied a few messages.

Rusek asked him again, licking, if he could invite Wendy to spend a vacation in Hyde Park to relax.

These two people always quarrel and get tired of each other.

Orlinsky also sent a text message, saying that the matter has been settled, yes, it is indeed efficient enough, and Oscar will really not see the sun the next day.

Originally, he was waiting for the other party to strike up a conversation, but he didn't expect him to play with his mobile phone alone.

The woman in the red skirt was surprised for a while, then stood up.

(End of this chapter)