My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Ding."

The elevator door opens.

"Ha ha."

Several people came out in a swarm, and Rusek suddenly laughed loudly: "Did you see the expression on that man's face just now? If we were alone, he would definitely take action."

"Ellen, you are too bad."

"what did I do?"

Allen had a big belly and was still twisting his waist and hips in ecstasy.

"OK." Now on the top floor, Ethan looked at this guy in confusion: "I know your thoughts are different from ordinary people, but what are we doing up here?"

"clatter."

The little fat man snapped his fingers and pushed open the fire door: "Just follow me. Since we have arrived at Caesar's Palace, we must go to his peak."

Several people walked up the corridor.

Coming to the real top floor, Allen took out the magnetic card from the plastic bag and swept the rooftop door open with a click.

I don't know where he got this thing from.

It's not over yet.

He led everyone to climb up the vertical ladder again, and then stopped.

Ethan carefully came to the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the bustling night view of Las Vegas, letting the night wind move around his body, and standing in this position, he naturally felt a surge of pride in his heart.

Yes, he liked this opening very much.

The trip to Vegas started very smoothly with Caesar's Palace under our feet.

"Oh~~~"

Along with Atwater, Rusek followed with a wolf howl.

This is dozens of floors high in the sky, where you can release your inner feelings to your heart's content without worrying about anyone hearing anything.

"For this night."

There was a rustling sound, and Allen took out another bottle of wine from the plastic bag: "We should start with a bottle of Jägermeister."

"Oh yeah~"

"That's right."

The wind blows for a while, and several people here need that kind of tipsy feeling.

Unexpectedly, the little fat man even prepared this thing, so he quickly gathered around him. The white plastic bag was a bit shabby, but the wine was real.

Taking the plastic cups one by one, Jäger filled them one after another.

"You're a madman."

Ethan patted Allen and picked up the wine glass: "But I'm starting to like you, Fuck, and I hope you can drink better. I think everyone at Caesars Palace needs this."

Thinking of these things for Rusek is considered thoughtful.

However, this guy still needs to be reminded of the words and deeds of God.

"Guys, let's raise a glass."

Horsted picked up the cup and looked at Rusek: "This glass of wine is dedicated to our Windy City prodigal. I wish you and Wendy a happy and happy marriage, and quickly add new blood to our blue career."

"Hahaha."

"That's right, cheers!"

He drank all the Jägermeister in one gulp. The wine with more than 30 degrees of alcohol was like drinking water to Ethan.

No, it's like taking medicine.

The taste of this wine is a bit indescribable, with a strong herbal flavor, a bit like acute syrup.

The flavor is very complex.

"Thank you for arranging this for me."

Rusek suddenly became excited and motioned to his uncle to continue pouring wine: "I will never forget this night. Let's have fun in Las Vegas, haha!"

Another round of drinks was finished.

Allen became tearful and reached into his pocket: "I have prepared some words to say to you. I don't have any friends. I have always been alone. This is my thanks to you."

"NO!"

Ethan held his hand and said sincerely: "As friends, there are some words in our hearts that we can slowly understand."

Who knows what this guy will say.

Just take your time and experience it.

It doesn't matter whether you can understand it or not. What's important is that you don't let him spoil your fun.

"Thanks."

Hearing this, Alan hugged Ethan excitedly as if he had found a soulmate.

"That's enough." The big belly made the corner of his eye twitch. He quickly pushed the other person away, and then took the Jagermeister out of Allen's hand: "Are we here to talk, or are we here to play?"

"Vegas~"

He drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, holding the emerald green bottle high.

At Caesar's Palace, several people howled like wolves.

"Kekeke~"

A rustling sound rang in his ears, and Ethan had a splitting headache, so he waved and patted it.

There was another flapping sound.

The thing fanned a gust of breeze and walked away. Without opening his eyes, he hugged it to the side.

Warm and full of elasticity.

Suddenly something occurred to me and I hurriedly groped upwards.

No beard.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after being so frightened, he no longer felt sleepy. His palms slid down along the delicate skin, and the person in his arms also murmured, with a hint of laziness in his voice, seeming to enjoy this moment very much.

Out of habit, Ethan started to exercise in the morning.

The murmur soon became louder.

Sounds a bit like the receptionist last night, with a hint of magnetism.

Wait a moment.

Ethan quickly opened his eyes and leaned forward to look.

Sure enough, it was the female receptionist. She had a smile on her face and was enjoying the joy of the morning with her eyes closed. Her wheat-colored skin had a charming luster in the morning sun.

Why is this woman in her room?

He moved subconsciously.

My brain started to work. When did this happen? I don't remember hooking up with her.

No, this is not a room.

Next to it were the legs of the dining table, and empty wine bottles rolling down on the floor.

So tight!

The smell of alcohol filled the entire nasal cavity.

The action continues.

"Kekeke~" There was another low moan.

This movement caught his attention, and he looked forward with dull eyes. He saw a rooster walking on the marble floor.

The chicken head fiddled with a basketball, shaking it from side to side.

No, basketball can understand.

But why was there a chicken here? His thoughts were completely messed up, and he continued to work mechanically, trying to find some familiar feelings and revive his memory.

So moist!

"ah!!!"

Accompanied by hurried footsteps, screams quickly approached.

The furry thighs moved quickly and ran out from the side. Ethan was so frightened that he pulled up the quilt on his body to block the incoming terrifying thing.

"Fake~"

Allen was knocked over by the quilt on the ground, rolled and fell.

"asshole!"

Ethan was hit by him, and he suddenly woke up. He shouted dissatisfied with the little fat man: "What are you doing, Shet, can you find a pair of pants and put them on, please!!!"

"No no no."

Allen, who was only wearing a T-shirt, looked horrified and stepped back: "Ethan, don't go into the bathroom, there is a tiger there!"

"what happened?"

Atwater sat up from the sofa in a daze.

He moved his smooth thighs away and rubbed his temples vigorously. Now he only felt a stabbing pain in his head.

"God."

Allen got up excitedly and pointed in the direction of the bathroom: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"There's a damn tiger in there!!!"

The hair on his legs fluttered in the wind, and his T-shirt followed his belly Duang, Duang, Duang.

Ethan held his forehead, unable to lie down on the ground. (End of chapter)