Chapter 848 (1/2)

Tong Waner drank the last sip of wine by herself. She had not enjoyed herself and had not had time to wait for her to shout wine. At the moment, a bar brought a cup of Romani Kangdi.

She hasn't called yet. How does the bartender know she needs it?

Tong Waner simply doesn't care. In the past, when she came to the bar alone, many rich children came to chat up. She didn't refuse. She just saved money for wine! Now these people have come to use this trick. Tong Waner is too lazy to pay attention and just drinks.

This glass of red wine has just been eaten. Tong Waner only feels hot in her chest. She doesn't think much. Maybe the alcohol content of romaniconte is really very different from other red wines.

Tong Waner only felt more and more wrong, and the eyes of others seemed to be staring at her alone. She gradually found that her mind was vague and began not to remember who she was?

”It seems that there must be something wrong with this red wine. No, I have to leave here.” Tong Waner only retained the last bit of reason. Indeed, she is a girl's home. When she goes out, she has to guard against some of the third rate people next to her. I'm afraid that if I'm a little careless, I've fallen into the trap of others. What's more, she is also a people's policeman. Her identity is naturally different from others. She falls into the hands of those criminals, but plays a much greater role.

Before Tong Waner could leave, she found an obscene and rude palm holding in her slender middle waist. The reason why Tong Waner is stared at by these people is that she does have a figure that women envy. Even Dong Wenfeng couldn't help falling for it after seeing it. Among the women Dong Wenfeng saw all his life, no one can match Tong Waner's figure.

Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes tremble slightly, white and flawless skin shows light red powder, and thin lips are as delicate as rose petals. Today, Tong Waner's dress is just enough, and there is not much decoration.

A long and elegant curly hair was draped over his shoulders, and the double eyelid eyes glittered with autumn eyes that made men crazy. Her melon face was covered with a faint makeup, which was just the right eye shadow. The red lips of water and water were sexy and charming. After work, the low breasted clothes she had just changed exposed her pair of crisp breasts, which made the men passing by lengthen their eyes. The beige clothes made her white and fair skin more white and tender, and the slender pleated skirt decorated her small waist perfectly.

The man who stopped her waist was a man of all kinds. It's not too much to use a variety of words to describe this person, and it's better than that. The man was about forty or fifty years old, with a high forehead and a round head without a hair. The eyes and eyebrows are all crowded together. If others look from the front, they will not find this person's eyes. They must be covered by thick eyebrows. Nose as like as two peas of an elephant's nose, two nostrils beneath contempt, as if two southern Tianmen. This is certainly not exaggeration, in this person's face. But his mouth was squeezed into a seam, just as a sewing machine had just mended it.

When the people present saw the man, they would put down their wine glasses and vomit. Even Tong Waner was no exception.

But Tong Waner didn't feel sick. It's not that she can bear to see this man. However, she had just drunk Romani Kangdi, and soon she had vomited. At the moment, her mind was blurred. Naturally, she could not unconsciously distinguish whether the man in front of her was ugly or handsome.

The most beautiful woman in the bar was held by the most miserable looking man, and no one could swallow it.