The situation of two people having dinner here is very warm, almost risking pink bubbles. But in another part of the city, in a noisy bar, someone is licking loneliness alone.

It was clearly the coldest January. The air was below zero. Pedestrians on the road hurried home for fear of being frozen by the cold.

However, in the bar, the air conditioner was full, and people took off their bloated coats, dressed in exposed clothes and shook wildly on the dance floor. In this way to relieve loneliness, looking for excitement and madness.

Of course, some people sit silently in the corner compartment, don't talk, don't chat, quietly drink wine, let the alcohol paralyze the tired nerves, and try to get a moment of relaxation and pleasure.

But it's more worrying to use alcohol to relieve your worries. Some worries can't be solved by alcohol.

The waiter once again took a dozen wine and put it in front of Anze. She looked pale. She just couldn't help looking at the handsome man when she left.

The boss said that this is a rich childe. Just take good wine. Don't worry that this man can't afford it.

"Handsome boy, you've finished drinking a dozen. Do you want any more?" The waitress dressed as a maid sat next to Anze.

She doesn't simply love this man. How can there be such a simple person in this place.

Anze and his whole body are well dressed, and the watch between his wrists is a suite for others. The waiter looked at him with bright eyes, but the boss said hello before and couldn't provoke him, so he restrained a little. However, in the face of great temptation, what are those bad advice?

The waiter's hand clings to Anze's shoulder. She tries to touch it through the slightly open shirt collar. However, as soon as she moves, her arm is pinched and thrown away.

"Get out!" Anze stared at the waiter fiercely, with cruelty in his eyes, like a wolf in green light.

Waiters are also people who have seen great storms. Those who can use wine to relieve their worries here have suffered Waterloo in business or frustrated in love.

But no matter the former or the latter, as long as you seize the opportunity, you can easily touch their hearts.

So the waiter didn't flinch because of this cruel remark. On the contrary, she confidently met the difficulties, got up again, and said in a very coquettish voice, "Oh! Don't be so cruel! I think you're in a bad mood. Why don't you tell me? "

The waiter showed what he thought was the most enchanting and charming smile, tried his best to send his chest forward, and then poured the wine on one side, making a considerate look, "maybe I can't help you, but at least I'll feel better if I say it!"

Anze looked at the woman. She had a nausea, bit her teeth, directly reached out and pushed the person away, then picked up a bottle of open wine on the table and sprinkled it on her, "I'll tell you again, get out!"

The lady didn't expect this result in her life. She spilled her wine and was very embarrassed. After she screamed, she grabbed the toilet paper on the table and began to wipe it. After wiping half of it, he looked at Anze fiercely, "it's easy for me to comfort you. Even if you don't appreciate it, you should pour wine on me! Do you know whose field this is? Wait for me! "

After the cruel words, the waitress ran away.

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