"The two wines are here." She put two cocktails on the table and raised a smirk.

"When did beauty come to such a beautiful waitress?"

One of the sharp-nosed monkeys grabbed her wrist, licking her back, and laughing on her face.

"Miss sister, what is your name?"

She resisted the nausea and laughed, "Shan Shan."

"Shan Shan? Good name, come, drink two glasses with my brother."

The man took out a few hundred dollar bills from the bag, his eyes fell on her chest, and slowly stuffed the money into it.

The money went in and the fingers went in.

Mossan's subconscious retreat was pulled by him, and the lower abdomen arrived at the table and gave a painful whisper.

In such a lively place, her voice was instantly overwhelmed and did not pick up any waves.

"Hide to hide, the first day to come?" The man took her to sit between his legs. "Your salary is a P, it is better to accompany your brother to drink, my brother is happy, and some are your tips! ”

"I... I don't know how to drink."

Her drink is actually good, but she just doesn't want to touch it in this place. She doesn't want to ruin herself.

"Nobody who drinks is born to be natural. If you drink too much, you will practice it. In fact, it will not be better. My brother can teach you..."

He took a glass of wine and the big hand was free at the waist of Moshan. "Come, taste."

"No, this is what you have drunk." She euphemistically refused.

"What's wrong, let you drink and drink, give you face, you still lick your nose, right? Drink!"

The man suddenly raised his hand and rushed to her mouth.

No one ever dared to force her to drink, the liquor drenched her throat, and the part that was too late to swallow came out from the corners of her mouth.

"Cough..."

She was successfully picked up.

"Look, you don't drink it, what's hard! Hahaha..."

Mossan was hurt by the smile on his face, and his anger filled, and raising his hand was a slap in his face, hehe!

"Roll, I am not selling wine, not even selling it!"

Her footsteps flustered and she was about to run.

"When you pick up the goods, you dare to beat me!" The man quickly grabbed her escape figure and slammed it.

Moshan was not stable, his feet were hooked, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Oh oh..."

"It’s gentle, it’s so long, we can’t bear it!”

"Yes!"

The crowd around them had a lot of fun, and they started to squat.

"I didn't ask you to do anything, just drink a wine, do you dare to beat me? Smelly, I will make you jealous!"

The man groaned and lifted his foot and kicked it on her exposed thigh.

"Ah!!! Don't hit me!" Moshan squatted and struggled to stand up.

Before he stood still, he was pushed again, and he slammed a dog to eat. The people who watched the bustle on both sides instantly dispersed.

Mossan felt that the cells under his body were hurting, especially his head, and he was already somewhat awake.

She felt more and more uncomfortable. "Don't come over, don't come over..."

"It’s boring, it’s just like a sip of wine!" The man snorted and slammed into her chest, took out the money that had just been stuffed, and gently scraped it across her face. "Since the amount of alcohol is not enough, then Just take off, if you want money, a piece of clothes."

"No! Take away your stinky money!" She curled up, hoping that someone could come to save her now.

"Hey, don't you?" The man suddenly grabbed her chin and tried very hard. "Is it like to be called in bed, don't don't stop~ don't stop?"