The woman sitting alone in the bar was eye-catching, and the beautiful single woman was even more eye-catching.
Every day, there would always be some flies and mosquitoes coming to chat with An Mi'er. She gradually got used to it. Although she could not see each other's face clearly, she would not mind if they drank together. She slowly learned to empty her mind, thinking about nothing, and did not care about anything. It was much more relaxing.
As the saying goes, when you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts. When you drink too much beauty's wine, you will meet rogues.
Tonight, when An Mi'er was drinking at the bar, there were three rogues who pestered her to drink. They were so annoyed that she left without hesitation.
Not long after she got out of the bar, she was bloc
