Soldier King' s Fresh Wife: Mr.Tang, You're so Sweet

Tang jingnian gave a faint, um, reply.

Ye Ran's reaction was completely beyond his expectation. He thought she would not yield to those people because it was not her character.

But her choice surprised him.

Although he didn't know her for a long time and didn't know her enough, he knew that she would never give up her principles for money.

Then why is she doing this?

There seemed to be more and more mysteries about her, which made him have an impulse to explore to the end.

"Really? The president vs. the bartender, how do you feel that the content is very rich?"

Wu Mianzhi couldn't help looking at Tang jingnian with his brain wide open.

I didn't see it. He's good at it.

"Put away your dirty thoughts. She's the one who saved little orange."

Tang jingnian made a rare explanation, because Wu Mianzhi's eyes completely exposed his inner thoughts at this time. It's a waste of him not to write YY novels.

Hearing his words, Wu Mian's long and narrow eyes couldn't help flashing a touch of brilliance.

The heroic deeds of the chivalrous woman who saved little orange are like thunder, but he has never been able to see it. It turns out that he is the waiter in front of him.

He can't help but also began to seriously look at the little waiter not far away. He looks good, has a great figure and good temperament. Is it a little interesting?

When drinking the fifth glass of wine, ye ran staggered and waved his hand. He looked like he was going to be drunk. He said vaguely, "no... no, I have to work. If I drink it again, I can't work. When the foreman sees it, I will deduct my salary."

As he spoke, he walked out.

Those people were not willing to let her go. A man reached out to stop her and handed her a glass of wine again. "Don't drink another cup. How about the last one? You can leave after drinking. My brothers will never stop."

Hearing the speech, ye ran tilted his head and a pair of drunken eyes. The men he looked at couldn't help but be distracted. He wished he could eat her now.

Ye ran blinked in embarrassment and asked uncertainly, "really? The last cup?"

All the men echoed, "yes, the last drink, drink and go."

Ye ran pitifully shriveled his mouth, and his drooping eyelashes covered the cold light passing through his eyes.

Just as she turned to leave, she saw clearly that a man had added ingredients to the so-called last glass of wine.

Don't want to know what it is. These people are really lustful and want to be smoked.

I don't know how many girls have been abused by them before. Think about it, ye Ran has an impulse to kill.

But she knows that this is not the time for her to be willful. She must ensure that there are no accidents during her work in the bar.

Ye ran stood upright and stretched out his hand to take the last glass of wine.

He asked again, "the last cup?"

When the men saw that she was going to drink that glass of wine, the most real silver evil thoughts in her heart were exposed without concealment.

Impatiently urged: "said the last cup is the last cup, don't ink, drink quickly."

While talking, one of the gentle men stepped forward and looked at the posture. It was clear that he wanted to personally pour the glass of seasoned wine into Ye Ran's mouth.

Ye ran knew that at this time she had no choice but to drink this glass of wine and then try to get away.

She had received the drug resistance training in the army before. Ordinary spring medicine was not a problem for her, as long as it lasted.

So when the man's hand was about to reach out, ye ran raised his glass to drink without hesitation.

But just as the cup was handed to his lips, the quilt in his hand was suddenly knocked off by a strong beat. The crisp sound of the glass hitting the ground was instantly submerged in the waves of music