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"What would you like to drink, beauty?"

"Have a glass of visa..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Miaomiao hesitated, looked around, smiled bitterly, shook his head and changed his way,

"Just a cocktail with ice."

If you are hurt by emotion, you should be hurt by emotion. If you are drunk, you should be drunk, but it is not degeneration.

In a place like a bar, Jiang Miaomiao wants to indulge himself once. At the same time, he also raises a trace of vigilance at the bottom of his heart.

But what she didn't know was that Yan Sheng sat not far from her, and his eyes never left her from beginning to end.

A cocktail. As soon as the waiter brought it, Jiang Miaomiao looked up and poured it all into his mouth. Similarly, there was an unspeakable bitterness.

It seems that people who are hurt by emotion can't touch wine. Once they touch it, they will become addicted,

After a cup, Jiang Miaomiao waved to the bartender,

"Whisky, ice, extra."

Then he pointed to the long bar in front of him,

"Put it here. Row it all at once with ice."

Everyone gets drunk if he is not drunk. What if he is drunk?

Xu has been depressed for too long. In addition, he drank a lot when eating in the hotel. When the wind blew outside, Jiang Miaomiao's head was already in a dizzy state.

All kinds of sounds shook in my head,

"Brother Yan Sheng and I are getting married soon. If I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a wedding invitation before I get married."

"I don't love you anymore. Is this enough reason?"

"I have difficulties. If you wait for me, I will give you an explanation."

"I've always had you in my heart. I really think I've found out."

“……”

In an instant, all kinds of pictures from the past to the present and then to the past flashed in Jiang Miaomiao's mind like movie playback, and the voices of others from all directions echoed in his ears.

"I don't know what to do!"

With the strength of the wine, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly covered his face and lay on the bar. His thin shoulders kept shaking. Some deliberately suppressed cries floated out from the gap between his arms.

Adult time, even crying, is so careful.

All the emotions in her heart, Jiang Miaomiao has been depressed for too long. Since the two people signed the divorce agreement, she forced herself not to shed another tear. She can't waste time because of this. The whole person threw herself down at work like crazy.

In countless moments when her emotions were about to collapse, she insisted on using her work to divert her attention.

The negative emotions accumulated for several months can no longer be controlled once a breakthrough is found.

"Beauty, are you okay?"

It is not uncommon for a woman to come to the bar alone to get drunk, but it is rare for a woman to come to the bar and ask for a bar whisky. Coupled with Jiang Miaomiao's beautiful and attractive appearance, it is difficult for people not to pay attention to her.

So as soon as something happened here, the bartender who looked here from time to time hurried over,

"Are you okay? Beauty, what's the matter with you? "

I can feel the woman in front of me crying, but she is wearing a sleeveless skirt.

Looking around, the bartender took out a paper towel from the bar and put it next to Jiang Miaomiao's arm,

"Beauty, this is a paper towel. It's right at your hand and can be used at any time."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Jiang Miaomiao, who was silent, finally had a movement. His hand under his face stretched out from one side, took out a few paper towels, retracted again, and said in a stuffy voice,

"I'm fine. Thank you for your tissue."

After the bartender's interruption, Jiang Miaomiao's mood calmed down a lot. He took a deep breath, covered his face and slowly sat up straight, staring at the glass in front of him.

From the perspective of Yan Sheng's position, you can only see Jiang Miaomiao's back, see her drink glasses of spirits, see her suddenly lying on the table, her thin shoulders trembling, and see her sit up again after taking the bartender's paper towel.

Although he couldn't see the front, he still knew clearly that his dimness cried and cried after being drunk.

Yan Sheng couldn't sit still any longer. He got up and walked over step by step. When his outstretched arm was about to touch Jiang Miaomiao's shoulder, it seemed like he remembered something and suddenly took it back.

"Misty."

Leaning on the side of the bar, he looked at Jiang Miao's little red face seriously and said softly,

"Miao Miao, shall we stop drinking today? I've drunk a lot. It's bad for my health to drink it again. I won't drink it today, okay? "

"What are you doing here?"

While talking, Jiang Miaomiao turned his head awkwardly, reached out and touched the tears in the corner of his eyes as if nothing had happened. When he found that there was no tears, he inadvertently put it down and glanced back at Yan Sheng,

"Mr. Yan, I have made it very clear just now that there is no relationship between us. As a stranger, what right do you have to persuade me not to drink? What does it matter to you how much I drink and how healthy I am? "

"Misty, don't do this!"

In this state, no matter what Jiang Miaomiao said, Yan Sheng felt that she was losing her temper. As usual, she had no choice but to take the wine cup in her hand,

"Stop it, misty, listen to me and don't drink. Can we go home? You can drink it after you go home. There is wine at home... "

"Leave me alone, I don't want you to!"

Jiang Miaomiao avoids Yan Sheng's hand,

"Good, obedient."

"Yan Sheng, do you think I drank too much?"

Standing up from the high stool, Jiang Miaomiao regained the wine glass and drank it, "pa" and put it heavily on the bar,

"I didn't drink too much. I'm sober now. Yan Sheng, please don't coax a stranger in the way of coaxing children. My business has nothing to do with you. Please let me go and yourself. "

Yan Sheng was stunned when he heard Jiang Miaomiao's cruel words,

"Misty, you..."

"Shut up, Mr. Yan."

Given Yan Sheng a cold look, Jiang Miaomiao was swept around the bar with two glasses of wine, as if looking for prey.

When she saw a man sitting alone not far away, she straightened her back, shook her beautiful hair rolled into big waves, twisted her waist and walked past,

"Handsome boy, alone?"

"Oh, beauty!"

When the man looked back and saw the person in front of him, his eyes lit up and kept scanning Jiang Miaomiao's whole body. His straight eyes wanted to see her thoroughly.

Thinking of Yan Sheng not far behind, she could only resist nausea, endure the greedy eyes of men, and shake the wine cup in her hand,

"Alone, handsome boy?"