"I've said that I like you more than a hundred times, can't you give face? I can see that you don't just accept a woman's embrace, but I'm a different kind of woman. ”

As she spoke, Ke Zhuyan let go of the empty cup that had been pressed on the bar as a prop, staggered a little, and generously put a hand on his shoulder.

She decided to take her weakness to the extreme.

"Bye-bye, I'm sorry to disturb your time in luxury."

In fact, she wanted to say that she had already asked her brother to help find out that this bar was his property.

He didn't take the initiative to tell her, and she pretended not to know.

It was only when she received the news that he had come to the bar that she put down everything to have a "chance encounter" with him.

Who would have thought that this man was still a virtuous man.

Ke Zhuyan walked a few steps, her head was dizzy, and she had to find a seat to sit down, and saw that there was still half a bottle of red wine on the table, and two wine glasses, and she seemed to be waiting for someone on the table quietly, she unceremoniously picked up the red wine and poured herself a full glass of wine, which almost overflowed.

Seeing this, the waiter wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Zhanbei Jiang.

"Let her drink as much as she pleases here, and don't bother—" A woman who pretended to be crazy and stupid.

The man who came out of the bathroom couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that the wine on the table was drunk by a strange woman.

The waiter hurriedly came over and whispered a few words of explanation, and then the man walked to another corner and sat down.

The waiter quickly served him the same red wine and brought the quilt over to entertain his friends who were about to come to the bar. I would also like to express my deep apologies.

Ke Zhuyan also thought it was strange that this table was unclaimed.

She sipped her wine, and from time to time she raised her eyes to catch a glimpse of the broad back of the bar with her back to her.

The more I look at it, the more hot and uncomfortable it becomes.

But then a group of men at the bar didn't know the story of this lonely woman.

In just an hour, three men came to talk to her.

Most of the time, she drinks her wine with a glass and keeps an elegant smile.

She is indifferent to all ill-intentioned invitations or conversations, and usually men who know each other will know that it is difficult to retreat, and those who don't know each other will use stalking tricks, forcing her to flash and pretend to go to the bathroom.

After going to the toilet, she propped herself up in front of the sink, looking at the drunken and slightly misty eyes in the mirror, and the pink cheeks that looked like rouge, Ke Zhuyan was a little stunned.

Suddenly, I didn't recognize myself in the mirror.

Unscrewed the faucet, and the cold water slapped on the hot face.

I slapped the cold water on the face.

There was a mist in his eyes.

It's funny and ridiculous!

She cursed inwardly.

Why can't she forget the man who made her sad?

A man who has never loved himself at all, what is worth her repeatedly?

An unrequited love without a script, but she has to be so obsessed!

She would never admit that she would provoke that person because she was not willing to be lonely.

She's been coming to his bar for so long, it's getting dark, and it's not going to work yet.

That's it, it's over.

The first time I really liked a man, I was rejected before I could confess.

She lowered her face and sobbed quietly in front of the sink.

The sound of crying is her farewell to this unrequited love.

She decided to leave the sad place after crying and never set foot in it again.

Thinking so in her heart, she Ke Zhuyan cried in the bathroom for more than ten minutes before she washed her face and pretended to look up with a very light and breezy appearance.

Zhanbei Jiang's cold eyes appeared in the mirror.

Did someone who was not at all expected stand at the washstand for a long time?