An Ran ignored his leaving back, but just smiled sadly and fell on the chair. Looking at the glass of dark red wine on the table for a long time, he suddenly leaned over and took the wine glass, raised his neck and poured all the dark red liquid into his mouth.

This time she didn't taste the silky and sweet taste again, but she felt a cold liquid slid into her lungs along her throat, and a slightly spicy taste hit her head straight through her nose. In an instant, she started to choke and her head began to buzz. Her face was already red, and she kept coughing and looked a little embarrassed for a moment.

At some point, a black shadow enveloped her. Her deep black eyes looked at her constantly coughing, causing a slight sensation.

After finally stopping coughing, An Ran reached out to wipe the tears that were choked or cried. She gasped heavily and leaned back with no force, waved her hand to the bartender without raising her head.

"Come on Vogat."

I remember Long Jiayi once said that if you want to get drunk, you can drink vagrant. This kind of wine is the strongest but not the most important thing. It is guaranteed that people like her who can’t drink can die of drunkenness in one cup. But now, she wants to try the taste of drunkenness. Is it like Long Jiayi said that when she is drunk, she will forget everything, and all worries and sorrows will disappear.

Hearing her words, Okri looked at her body that was unable to lean on the back of the chair, and looked at her red face under the influence of alcohol, and her thick eyebrows frowned.

She actually wants Vogat, and she will give her a bottle?

But two glasses of red wine have become like this. She dares to ask for strong wine. What is she trying to do?

After a while, the bartender came over with the Vogat she wanted with a puzzled look on his face. Octavia looked at her deeply, closed her eyes and rested, reached out to stop the bartender, snatched the bottle of wine from him almost like a plunder, and then waved his hand to signal him to leave.

The bartender was stunned by the wine being stolen, but when he saw clearly who the person in front of him was, he immediately lowered his head and bent at him, then turned around and left silently. Before leaving, he looked at An Ran strangely.

"Peng"

Octavia put the bottle hard on the table with anger, and a crisp sound immediately rang out. He was shocked by the sudden sound and his heart jumped. An Ran immediately opened his eyes and saw the bottle on the table.

Maybe it was because she was drinking too quickly. Now she felt dizzy and her eyelids were slightly heavy, and the bottle of Vogat was also shaking left and right in front of her eyes.

"It's so rude."

Thinking of the crisp sound that seemed to be angry, An Ran frowned and muttered with red lips, feeling a little unhappy, but she didn't say anything, just rubbed her dizzy head, moved lazily, and looked at the glass bottle with a long time before slowly sitting up straight and leaning forward to get the bottle.

However, before her hand could touch the bottle, a big hand suddenly fell from the sky and took the wine in front of her. Looking at the bottle that was about to be taken away, An Ran was stunned in confusion. His eyes looked in the direction of the big hand and saw a strong waist belonging to a man. His white shirt was tied inside by black suit pants. A black belt was tightly wrapped around his waist. The silver belt buckled in the dark light exuded a cold luster. The bottle of wine was now stopped in the big hand on his waist.

An Ran's eyes, which were somewhat blurred, looked up along the white shirt, but could only see a broad shoulder and a blurred face, because that face was hidden in the dark shadow, making it impossible for her to see it clearly.

Although she couldn't see the face of this person, she wouldn't be so stupid that she thought this was the bartender who just sent the wine. Although the black suit could not show the material in the dark light and the black belt could not tell what brand it was, the texture was definitely not something a bartender could afford.

An Ran didn't want to know who the person in front of her was, so she didn't have the heart to ask, so she just raised her hand and reached out to the bottle of wine in the big hand.

Now she just wants to get back what she has and doesn't want to care about anything else.

But she didn't expect that as soon as her hand reached out, a big hand immediately slapped it with heavy force. The crisp slap and the sudden pain on the back of her hand made her slightly dizzy head clear and awake immediately, but anger also arose in her heart.

Damn, she just wants to get drunk, why are so many people coming to trouble her?

She shook her painful hand hard, and stood up with anger. She stretched out her hand to grab the collar of the person in front of her, and learned from the movements in the martial arts film on TV and pulled her hands hard, trying to pull the person who snatched her bottle. But unexpectedly, when she exerted force, the man's body not only did not move, but under her indifference, she took two steps forward and hit the man's chest.

"ah……"

An Ran let out a painful cry, and immediately spread the man's collar with both hands and covered his sore nose, with splashes of water appearing in the painful eyes.

"hehe……"

Looking at her lowered her head and covered her nose, Octavian laughed softly, and the gloomy anger in her heart disappeared.

With such a fancy move, he actually dares to attack him?

Listening to the low laughter in his ears, An Ran was a little angry, but he knew that he was not the man's opponent, so he took two steps back angrily, stared at the man in front of him and shouted: "Who are you? Why are you snatching my wine?"

"I forgot me so soon?" Looking at her twitching claws, Mingrui chuckled and turned slightly, and the dark light immediately spread on his face, illuminating his face with a warm smile.

"The ghost is not dissipating." Seeing that it was him, An Ran was stunned at first, then grumbled with gritted teeth, and turned around and sat on the chair with a gloomy face.

I really don’t know what this person is going crazy. She has already made the words clear, why is it still so terrifying?

Want to have a cold war with him?
Chapter completed!