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Chapter 195 Can't Drink Cointreau

There was a crackling sound.

The table shook for a while, even the waiters staring at this side from a distance were stunned, this foreigner is too unqualified!
He just wanted to go over and say something, but he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Then he lowered his head, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Because Widow Wu Ling woke up at this time, and more importantly, because Zhou Yu came out of the bathroom.

Widow Wu Ling opened her eyes in a daze, but what caught her eyes was not Zhou Yu, but a strange foreigner with a high nose bridge.

Moore is not bad, and his height is at least 1.8 meters five, even if he sits there, he looks very tall.

In Widow Wu Ling's eyes, this strange foreigner who suddenly came into her eyes really shocked her.

Even though she was still a little confused, she still stood up abruptly.

Subconsciously stepped back and said, "Who are you!"

After the words fell, she realized that the other party was a foreigner, but obviously the foreigner heard this sentence, and continued to speak in Chinese: "My girl, can I have a girlfriend?"

Although Widow Wu Ling can reflect it, does this sentence mean that she can make friends?
But listening to that crappy Chinese, the whole person suddenly felt like going crazy.

“Who the fuck are you?”

Widow Wu Ling yelled in some unfamiliar English. When Moore heard that this woman actually understood English, he immediately smiled evilly, and instead of talking, he looked at Widow Wu Ling.

"Very beautiful! (Very beautiful, hereinafter omitted in English, replaced by Chinese)" Moore said a little excitedly, but his body was already walking towards Widow Wu Ling.

"What are you going to do?" Widow Wu Ling backed away in fright.

"Beauty, are you drinking here alone, aren't you lonely?" Moore walked to Widow Wu Ling and continued to ask.

Hearing this, Widow Wu Ling immediately realized that there was one person missing by her side.

Where did that stinky hooligan Zhou Yu go?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel anxious, and looked around.

But at this time, it happened to be a dead angle.

She couldn't see Zhou Yu, and Zhou Yu just couldn't see this scene.

Widow Wu Ling didn't speak, but kept backing away, to see if she could escape from this ghostly place.

While feeling terrified in her heart, she swore that she would never come to the bar again.

"Beauty, let's have a glass of wine together." Moore continued to strike up a conversation, with a touch of magnetism exclusive to foreigners in his voice.

But to Widow Wu Ling's ears, it was a bit harsh.

She glanced at it, and there were not many people at this time, but she couldn't help looking into the distance.

In the distance, that girl is Zhu Yazhu.

"Xiaozhu, this way!" Widow Wuling was overjoyed the moment she saw Zhu Yazhu. Even though the two of them had quarreled just now, she believed that if Zhu Yazhu saw that she was in danger, she would definitely save herself.

Ok?
Hearing a voice calling her, Zhu Yazhu was slightly taken aback, turned her gaze, and happened to see Widow Wu Ling who was waving her hand at this moment.

She just wanted to say hello excitedly, but when she remembered that the two had a big fight not long ago, and more importantly, she actually tore up Teacher Kong's book, she got angry, snorted, and turned around directly. I didn't care about it at all.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hao couldn't help thinking to himself, maybe the two knew each other.

He then asked, "Cousin, who do you know?"

"Huh, cousin, she is the one who tore up the "Whoever Doesn't Want to Die Live" that I want to give you." Zhu Yazhu said aggrievedly. After meeting, she had already apologized to Zhao Hao and explained the situation.

Zhao Hao acted indifferent, but the thoughts in her heart were true, Zhao Hao cared about her, so he pretended it didn't matter.

As everyone knows, Zhao Hao simply didn't think about watching "Those Who Don't Want to Die Live"

Who would read a book with a boring name?

Widow Wuling turned around when she saw Zhu Yazhu snorted coldly, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.

At the same time, there was some fear.

She was really angry and still angry with herself, so what should she do now?
She couldn't help thinking of Zhou Yu.

Where did that stinky hooligan go?

"Beauty, come and sit." Moore was slightly surprised when he saw this scene, but after seeing Zhu Yazhu's expression in the distance, her inner desire became stronger.

As Moore said, he stepped forward and was about to hold Widow Wu Ling's arm, but Widow Wu Ling dodged very quickly.

Moore chuckled, thinking that this Chinese woman was quite interesting.

"Beauty, it's not good to be alone, so let me accompany you!" Moore said with a smile, stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed Widow Wu Ling's hand, and pulled it violently.

Widow Wu Ling felt that she was out of control and was about to fall to the ground.

Several words appeared in her mind.

Rude, rough, cranky!

But these words are no match for the shame and fear in my heart.

Her whole body hit the foreigner's body with a bang.

Moore didn't directly do anything excessive.

After pulling her into his arms, he let go of Widow Wu Ling and said in a gentlemanly way: "Beauty, sit down, just drink two glasses of wine."

Moore continued jokingly, and when he finished speaking, he beckoned. A waiter saw him not far away and trotted over. Moore spit out simple words. For these waiters, the English name of the wine was clear.

Soon he trotted over and brought it over.

Widow Wu Ling knew that she had no way to resist, nor could she escape.

She wanted to shout, but this is a bar.

In the bar on TV, no one would pay attention to such a thing.

What about reality?

She felt a little sad, especially when she heard Moore say that she would only drink two glasses, she felt even more sad.

He rarely drank, or only once.

That time, it was Cointreau.

That time, she just took a sip and passed out.

Since then, she never dared to touch alcohol again.

And Zhou Yu ordered Cointreau again today, so she somewhat refused, but because of the stubbornness in her heart.

She chose... In the end, she was still drunk.

So now she is extremely regretful and sad.

She searched around subconsciously, shouting in her heart, "Rogue Zhou, where did you go?"

Moore took the wine glass from the waiter's hand, but he didn't know how to act, and put another small piece into the wine glass without knowing it.

Widow Wu Ling naturally saw it, and was even more frightened in her heart.

She, who couldn't drink at all, was even more nervous when she saw this scene.

"Don't be afraid, this is a depth charge, it will ease the alcohol's concentration, and it will taste much better." Moore said it wisely, and put one in his quilt after speaking.

Then he picked up the wine glass and said softly to Widow Wu Ling: "Beauty, let me do you a favor, just this glass, okay?"

Widow Wu Ling stepped back subconsciously, only thinking that the person in front of her was a devil.

Knowing what not to do at this time, I'm afraid I have to explain it here today.

"Save..." She quickly stood up and shouted outside, but before she could utter her voice, she saw Zhou Yu appearing at the corner in the distance.

(End of this chapter)