My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The luxurious suite that was so exquisite last night now looked like it had been destroyed by a hundred big men.

The TV above the bar was shaky.

The snowflakes kept flashing.

Wine glasses and bottles can be seen everywhere, and women are lying everywhere. In Ethan's place alone, in addition to the tight female receptionist, there are also five or six sexy and glamorous girls lying there.

Several quilts were spread out on the ground, with pink arms and jade legs draped over each other.

Let's not talk about a happy couple.

It's simply unobstructed.

On the sofa, there were also several women beside Atwater, black and white.

"what happened?"

Horsted pushed down the champagne bottle in his hand in a daze. The shallow pool water swayed, and the blonde woman hummed and lay on top of him. This Roman-style bathhouse was also full of spring.

It was obvious that they all had a wonderful time last night.

"Waterfa."

Ethan saw Allen's excitement and beat his head with a splitting headache: "Are you on drugs? Isn't this Las Vegas?"

"Where did the tiger come from?"

"A real tiger, big, super big."

Allen was so excited that he was incoherent and kept waving his hands: "And there are teeth, God, very sharp teeth."

"damn it."

Ethan finally stopped and reluctantly exited.

"clam down."

He stood up and pressed his arms down: "I'm going to see what's going on, okay?"

"God."

"oh!!!"

"Boss."

There were shouts one after another, and the two people quickly averted their eyes.

Because it is in combat mode.

Now he was directly arrogant to the crowd. Allen's eyes were stunned and he stared blankly: "God, you are also the size of a tiger!"

"Fakeyu."

Ethan raised his middle finger, further confirming that this kid was on drugs.

He grabbed a bathrobe from someone he didn't know and put it casually on his body. He shook his head. He didn't know how much wine he drank last night. He was still swaying and dizzy because of his drinking capacity.

"Be careful."

When Alan saw Ethan heading to the bathroom, he shouted excitedly again.

"It's true that you calm down." Ethan glanced at this guy helplessly, pressed the bathroom door lock, and looked inside in confusion.

big cat! ! !

A very big cat with intertwined black and yellow stripes.

A huge creature squatted next to the toilet, its cold eyes staring at him, its bloody mouth slightly open, saliva dripping from its fangs.

"Ho~~~~"

The tiger roared.

This sound came with a fishy wind.

The hairs on my hair suddenly stood up.

He was so excited that he quickly closed the door.

Well, it's a tiger.

"Mom, why is there a tiger in our bathroom?" Listening to the thunderous roar inside, Ethan jumped three feet high and waved his hands excitedly: "Who the hell told me what happened?"

"Jesus."

Atwater picked up the beer on the table and took a sip: "I need painkillers now, lots and lots of painkillers."

"me too."

Horsted pushed the woman in front of him away and staggered out of the bath.

Everyone looked hungover, and Ethan couldn't even remember what happened last night, but seeing that the suite looked like it had experienced a storm, they must have been very upset.

For the first time, I drank to pieces by myself.

Even if you are like this, people like them won't be any better.

The current room fee is definitely more than 4,200 US dollars, and the damaged facilities will probably cost tens of thousands in compensation.

Money is a trivial matter.

The key is that this tiger makes people extremely confused.

What on earth did you do last night to bring back such a damn thing?

He found a cigarette and a lighter from the side, lit it and took a deep breath. Ethan blew out a circle of smoke into the messy living room: "Okay, you all can find clothes and put them on, and wake up the girls."

"We need to find the hotel front desk and see if they know anything about the tiger."

After calming down, we began to arrange the aftermath.

Several people quickly put on their clothes, patted the sleeping girls awake, and got them away first.

"Hey."

The female receptionist stood up in a daze and hugged Ethan: "Will you still be in Vegas tonight? I have some good sisters, they will definitely like you."

When speaking, the hands move constantly.

Passionate.

"Let's talk about it tonight."

Ethan struggled to refuse the kindness and asked at the same time: "Do you know what happened last night?"

"I know!"

The brown-haired girl smiled sweetly and bit her lip: "I'll give you the back tonight. You were in a hurry last night and I didn't have time to bring the cleaning tools."

"Cough~"

Ethan coughed heavily: "That's not what I'm talking about!"

"Then I don't know." The girl gave her another wet kiss with great enthusiasm, swung her big butt and walked out: "Bye, little tiger, if you are still here tonight, please remember to contact me."

Throughout the living room, farewells continued.

There are also those who just grab high heels and leave quickly. This is Vegas, there is no need to ask what happened, and there is no need to linger too much.

There was one night.

Everyone will look for the next happiness individually.

After a while, the orioles and swallows in the living room finally disappeared, leaving only the smell of perfume.

A few men, you look at me and I look at you.

"Hahaha."

I don’t know who took the lead, but they all burst out laughing.

This situation is also crazy enough.

"Jesus."

Atwater wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, picked up the remaining row of small blue pills on the table and said, "Whoever uses this thing is very smart. Sometimes you really need some assistance."

"But unfortunately, I can't remember what happened."

"In other words."

He spread his hands and shrugged: "Does this mean we didn't do anything?"

"Hahaha."

There was another burst of laughter, and Horsted complained: "I think that smart guy might be you."

"Can't I have you too?"

Atwater couldn't help but threw the pill at the other party.

It's very interesting that they didn't draw the flames of war to Ethan, mainly because the majesty just now scared people.

"okay."

Ethan shook the cigarette ashes and shook his head helplessly: "Alan, go wake Rusek up. Let's clean up and get rid of this tiger. It's almost time to return to Palm Springs."

"Please do not!"

The little fat man was still a little unfinished, rubbing his beer belly and walking to the side: "The wedding is tomorrow morning. We can go back in the evening in time. Let's go to the casino for a few hours after checking out."

He stopped and looked at the other three people with a blank expression:

"Did you win or lose last night?"

The little fat man also couldn't think of anything in his mind, and he scratched his messy hair in confusion.

"Who the hell knows."

Ethan picked up a beer can and threw it at the other person: "I don't even know how I got back, so hurry up and wake them up!" (End of Chapter)