Chapter 86

The bartender happily accepted the tip, then smiled and gestured "OK" with his fingers. The little girl lying alone on the bar, finished drinking the whisky in her glass, frowned her delicate brows, grabbed the glass with her small hands, and stomped in front of the bartender, "More!" The bartender received a tip, but also has some conscience. At first glance, she looked like a student, she had no alcohol intake, and no social experience, so she persuaded her, "Miss, I think you can't drink anymore. If you drink more, you will fell." The little girl patted the bar with her little hand. She was really drunk. She rummaged through her purse, and finally found her orange wallet, took out a 100-dollar wallet, and pressed it on the bar, "Come again. A cup!" The bartender had no choice but to obey and mix another glass of whiskey for her. Maine was drunk and lying on the bar, her face flushed red, her chest was stuffy and uncomfortable, her face was pressed against the back of