My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Without a few words of conversation, Veronica packed her things.

"Hey." She stretched out her hand and said:

"You guys, hurry up and go to bed, don't get in the way here."

"Bye, Ethan."

"Nice to meet you."

"knew."

The four people appeared one after another, left with a huff, and soon disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

"Wow!"

Ethan looked at Fiona and said with a smile:

"With so many brothers and sisters, life is very lively, right?"

He has always lived by himself and has never experienced a big family like theirs. Living with such a big family must be very exciting.

It's just that her mother didn't appear. It was hard to ask, so he suppressed his thoughts.

Fiona let out a heavy breath and leaned back on the sofa: "If you want to understand it this way, there is nothing wrong with it."

"correct."

Kevin asked curiously: "I thought you were visiting Chicago?"

"It has nothing to do with you at all."

Veronica picked up the medical kit, twisted Kevin's ears, and walked out domineeringly: "Let's go first."

"Ethan, just do whatever you have to do, don't be polite!"

While speaking, she blinked rapidly at Fiona several times.

"let go."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Kevin bared his teeth and bent over to walk outside. At the same time, he did not forget to say to Ethan:

"Hey, remember to come to Ellabo. I'll buy you a beer next time."

"If you want to drink, I'll drink with you."

Veronica slammed the door shut.

In just a moment, there were only two people left in the living room, and it was so quiet that you could hear the footsteps upstairs.

The slight sound quickly stopped.

Fiona smiled and said: "Sorry, Xiao Wei's character is like this, don't mind."

"Nope!"

Ethan shook his head: "I like her character, she doesn't have any bad intentions."

As they spoke, their eyes collided.

Fiona pushed back her hair, her face felt slightly hot, as if she could feel the heat radiating from the body next to her.

That strong body made her a little panicked.

As she moved, the sexy blue suspender skirt slid, revealing a hint of seductive white.

Ethan slowly put down the bottle, his eyes becoming hot.

Fiona took a few deep breaths and met his gaze.

The sofa cushions were pressed down heavily, and a chuckle sounded.

"Wait a moment."

Fiona said breathlessly: "Go and turn off the lights."

"no problem."

Ethan picked her up and put her on his body.

His long fingers fiddled with the door frame, and his breathing became heavier.

There was a click and the living room light went out.

The room became dark, and the light from the street lamp shone in, creating beams of light.

"Go upstairs."

Fiona pointed back and bit his lip.

Ethan nodded quickly, but when he came to the restaurant, he stopped and whispered: "There are children upstairs, are you sure?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

In the dimness, Fiona's eyes were extremely bright, like a clear spring.

"ah!"

Fiona sighed softly.

She was placed directly on top of the drum washing machine next to Ethan. The washing machine was still drying clothes and vibrating slowly.

Put your feet on his waist, step on the waistband of his pants and kick down.

Ethan suddenly became refreshed, and his whole person felt much more relaxed.

He wasn't idle either, a black T-shaped figure appeared in his hand, and he pulled it around in circles.

"Snapped!"

Fiona slapped him gently on the chest: "You bastard."

"Are you prepared?"

Ethan grinned: "Always be prepared."

The next moment, Fiona's eyes suddenly widened, she gasped, and her toes curled up tightly.

After so much preparation, the front-loading washing machine finally started working.

It started shaking and making a rumbling, rumbling sound.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a tapping sound at the front door, and Ethan turned his head to look over. Through the gap in the curtains, a familiar blue light shone.

This sudden movement frightened Fiona to tighten her body.

At the most critical moment, even if I, the King of Heaven, come over, I can't make Ethan stop.

At the most critical moment when the drum washing machine was drying clothes, it began to vibrate crazily, as if it would completely fall apart in the next moment.

A minute later, the knock on the door rang again:

"Fiona, open the door."

Ethan took a step back, a beeping sound sounded, and the washing machine finally stopped working.

"I'm coming, right now."

Fiona almost didn't regain her composure and jumped off the washing machine quickly. Her legs weakened and she almost fell.

She straightened her clothes and gave Ethan an annoyed look.

There was another knock on the door, and she ran out quickly with bare feet and turned on the living room light.

"Tony, what's the matter?"

She calmed down and opened the door. A man in a patrol uniform appeared on the porch.

When Tony saw Fiona's flushed face and messy hair, he quickly averted his eyes and motioned for Fiona to get out of the way.

"what happened?"

Ethan slowly lifted up his pants and walked to the living room.

Two patrolmen were struggling to carry a drunk man in and put him directly on the carpet in the living room.

One of the patrolmen looked a little stiff when he saw him.

"Thank you, Tony."

Fiona folded her arms and leaned against the stair railing.

She looked at Frank lying on the ground without any fluctuation in her eyes, giving people a feeling of being familiar.

"You're welcome."

The handsome patrolman stood up and smiled comfortingly at Fiona: "We are neighbors, this is what I should do."

He looked back at Ethan again, and then called his colleagues to go outside the house.

Ethan has never seen these two patrol officers, they should be from other branches, but then again, he doesn't even recognize most of the patrol officers in his own branch.

The man lying on the ground was Frank.

His hair was a mess, and he smelled of alcohol and vomit.

"Where is his room?"

Ethan clapped his hands: "Let me pick him up, you can't handle him."

"No."

Fiona forced a smile: "Let him lie here, he won't freeze to death."

She raised her head again and looked at Ethan: "It's getting late, why don't you go back first?"

While speaking, she also opened the door.

Ethan nodded. With such an alcoholic father on his side, anyone else would be in a bad mood.

He took out the clothes from the washing machine and put them on quickly: "Can you leave your phone number? Let's go out to eat together when we have the chance."

"next time!"

Fiona didn't answer the question, and her smile became colder.

Her mood was not right, her eyes were evasive, giving people a feeling of inferiority.

Ethan looked at Frank, who was drunk, and knew that now was not a good time, so he put on his coat: "Then I'll leave first."

The door closed, the footsteps faded away, and the car started to leave.

Fiona turned off the light, walked over to Frank, and squatted down slowly. The light of the street lamp shone on her face, half bright and half dark.