After hearing the beautiful woman's apology, I suddenly found that she was not so disgusting. When I was ready to continue walking, the voice of the beautiful woman vomiting suddenly came from behind, and I stopped.

The beautiful woman did spit there, I thought about it, went back and handed her the napkin paper. She vomited, took the napkin, wiped her mouth, and tried to enter the car, but the wine poured into her head. She simply stood unstable and swayed.

I came up to her again and helped her, saying that if she drove like this, she would die. Better find a friend to take her back. She took...