My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Fatty Bobby and Mike helped Eric push open the door of the student apartment building, and Ethan followed him in.

All four of them smelled of alcohol, but the students passing by turned a blind eye and gave them a thumbs up.

The party culture is prevalent here in the United States, especially on college campuses. If you don’t attend a party and get drunk several times a week, you will be embarrassed to say hello to others.

Following the three of them up the stairs to the second floor, Ethan suddenly felt that he was in the right place.

From time to time, several young girls wearing hot pants and vests passed by, and when they saw the handsome Ethan, they all gave him flirtatious looks.

Ethan was secretly happy and walked quickly to Bobby: "Do you live here together?"

"Yes," Bobby said matter-of-factly:

"Otherwise? Like those missionary schools, where men and women are separated?"

Ethan expressed his envy and felt that now he could also love learning.

Walking along the corridor, Bobby knocked on the door, and soon a white girl with shoulder-length black hair opened the door.

"This is my girlfriend, Maggie."

"Maggie, this is my good buddy Ethan."

Bobby and his girlfriend are a perfect match, and Maggie is also a chubby little girl.

"Hi." Ethan greeted her with a smile.

Maggie chewed gum in her mouth, looked Ethan up and down, and then stepped aside to let them in.

Bobby and Mike threw Eric onto the soft bed on the right side against the wall, and then panted and sat on the bed on the other side.

Ethan looked at the room, it was not big.

There is a bed against the wall on both sides, and two desks are neatly placed in the middle of the bed, filled with various books.

After the fair and chubby girl opened the door, she returned to the desk and fluttered her fingers at the laptop.

"Eric won't wake up for a while. I'll go back and rest first. You can call me later."

Mike stood up, clapped hands with Bobby, bumped shoulders with Ethan, opened the door and left.

Ethan asked curiously: "Don't he live here?"

"Please, there are only two beds here." The little fat man was weak, so after a while of tossing, he leaned against the head of the bed and lay half-lying.

Ethan went to Eric's bed and sat down. The guy was already asleep on it.

He took out his cigarette, glanced at Maggie who was busy, and said to Bobby:

"Can I smoke here?"

Bobby waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, you can do whatever you want in our room."

After speaking, he lay down on the bed, flapping a few times and took out two leaves from under the mattress, and flew one of them over.

"I have this."

Ethan picked up the leaf and smelled it, then threw it back. "Thank you, I don't need this."

"That's a shame." Bobby shook his head, took out a lighter and lit the leaves.

He drank a little too much just now and felt the urge to urinate. Ethan stood up and asked:

"Where is the toilet?"

Bobby stood up and pointed casually:

"Exit the door, turn right, and go straight."

"Okay." Ethan smoked a cigarette and walked outside.

After walking out of the room, he checked the room number specifically to see if he could find no one after waiting.

As he walked along the corridor, he stopped for a while at the bulletin board on the wall, which was covered with posters and notes.

They were all club activity notices and party invitations, and some people had even written limericks on them, which were very interesting.

He looked at it for a while, and then, reminded by his bladder, he continued to move forward.

At this time, students were either partying outside or studying in the study room, but there was no one in the corridor.

On the contrary, as I passed by, I could occasionally hear fierce crashes coming from the room, without any hesitation.

Almost at the end, Ethan looked at the door on one side. There was a sign nailed on it, with the simple words "Bathroom".

He turned the doorknob, pushed open the door and walked in.

On one side of the bathroom is a urinal, and at the end are several simply separated shower stalls with shower curtains hanging above them.

One of the shower rooms was being used. The shower curtain was drawn up, and the sound of running water could be heard from inside.

Ethan didn't pay attention, and walked to the innermost standing urinal according to his own habit, and quickly opened the zipper. Strong water rushed out, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the bathroom door was opened, and Ethan looked over subconsciously.

A tall, innocent-looking brown-haired girl walked in carrying a plastic basket.

She was wearing a pink robe, her long silky hair was tied up, and the bathrobe fit tightly to her body, exposing her sexy collarbone.

"Wow."

The brown-haired girl glanced at it subconsciously and let out a sound of admiration.

"Shet."

Ethan turned around in a hurry and took the cigarette out of his mouth. "I'm very sorry, I didn't know this was the women's room."

After he finished speaking, he became messy. The urinal in front of him was obviously a men's urinal.

"It's me who's sorry. I shouldn't have reacted that way just now."

The brown-haired girl's clear voice rang out, and she walked straight to the shower behind Ethan.

She smiled and put down the plastic basket in her hand and continued:

"In fact, the bathrooms in all the dormitories here are unisex, don't you know?"

"Walter?"

Ethan opened his mouth slightly and said in surprise.

He didn't expect such an operation. For a moment, he even forgot that there was a brown-haired beauty standing behind him.

His head turned quickly, he turned around and said with a handsome smile:

"I delayed admission, so I'm not sure. Sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

The blonde girl chuckled and walked into the bathroom and closed the shower curtain: "Don't worry, I won't peek."

Ethan put the cigarette back into his mouth, continued to pour water, shrugged and said:

"I'm not worried about that."

"I didn't expect you to be so confident." The voice from behind continued: "By the way, my name is Ashley, what's yours?"

"Ethan."

He turned his head and replied casually.

At this time, a smooth arm stretched out from behind the shower curtain and hung a pink bathrobe on a hook outside.

"Nice to meet you, Ethan."

Ashley's clear voice sounded from behind the shower curtain, the shower turned on, and then there was the sound of water hitting the body.

Ethan took a deep drag on the cigarette and said, "Yeah, me too, nice to meet you."

Before he could turn around, the shower curtain was pulled open.

Ashley opened a corner of the shower curtain and stuck her head out. The skin on her face was fragile and youthful.

She noticed that Ethan was looking back at her, first smiled slightly, then bit his finger and looked at the plastic basket placed outside.

"Ethan, can you help me get something?"

"I just forgot about it, thank you."

"No problem." Ethan shrugged and pointed his thumb in the direction of the water column in front of him. "Can you wait a moment?"

"certainly."

Ashley stuck out her tongue sheepishly, showed a sweet smile to Ethan, and then closed the shower curtain.