My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

With just a few words, I successfully got Layla’s information.

But most of the plans were ruined.

Originally, I wanted to know who Layla had more contact with in the Red Bridge Club, and then inquire about them one by one.

Unexpectedly, the number is staggering.

If you have already been in contact with them, there is no need to inquire further.

The next step was to find Terry, and he had to find a way to do this. He couldn't immediately ask for news about another man, because anyone would feel something was wrong.

The blond woman actually looked down on Roslin as she spoke.

In her words, the little diamond merchant joined the Red Bridge Club and specifically used Leila to expand his business, so he had always been very active in this kind of social interaction.

Although this circle is quite special, it still looks down upon people who are too utilitarian.

Ethan chatted with her for a few more words, saying that he wanted to watch the show with peace of mind.

The blond woman reluctantly let go of her hand, moved her body and sat back in the arms of Hook Nose, and the two of them began to linger as if no one was around.

"We still need to figure it out."

Glancing at the two women on the table, Ethan turned his head and whispered to Irene.

"Um."

Erin nodded slightly and agreed with Ethan's point of view: "We will try to find someone who is better informed and more threatening later."

"We need to find out who Terry is."

"That's right." Ethan looked at the booth and said in a low voice, "Are we a little different now?"

As the performance above progressed, several couples in the booth became more passionate.

While laughing and playing, he would comment on the actions of the two people on the table from time to time.

The two of them are a little too serious.

"Gudu." Irene took a big gulp of red wine, exhaled the warm wine smell, and said with a hint of panic in her voice: "Do what you should do."

Lighting the cigarette, Ethan blew out the smoke.

He held Eileen's hand in an uneasy mood, and the two leaned close to each other.

"Your clothes are nice."

The performance of the two people above had already made his heart swell. Ethan slid his fingers on Irene's red dress and couldn't help but lick her earlobe: "What material is it made of?"

This action made Erin's brain feel like it was electrified.

The tailbone is numb in waves.

My heart was vibrating like a drum.

"Silk."

Although her head was dizzy, she still subconsciously replied: "It cost me more than a thousand dollars."

"Ha ha."

Ethan smiled in her ear and whispered: "Relax, don't be nervous."

Use your arms to pick up the other person and put him in your arms.

Before Erin could react, she felt like she was surrounded by a strong scent of male hormones. Her brain was buzzing and she could no longer summon any strength.

Ethan put his chin on her smooth shoulder, picked up the wine glass, and swallowed heavily.

It wasn't until a few seconds passed that Erin finally reacted.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she snatched the Macallan whiskey from the other person's hand and drank the remaining half of the glass in one gulp. The hot liquid shot straight into her abdomen like a line of fire.

Piping hot, scalding hot.

Breathing out the breath of alcohol, she couldn't help but twist her body.

Until the performance was about to end, Irene sat quietly in Ethan's arms, letting the other man's fingers gently scratch her body.

Through the thin clothes, you can feel the strong heartbeat of the other person on your back.

The feeling is like floating on the clouds.

"Feel sorry."

After the actor left the stage, Ethan picked up the wine glass at the right time, smiled into his hooked nose and said, "Thank you very much for your hospitality. I have something to do, so I won't interrupt you for now."

"You are welcome."

The aquiline nose saw the emotional look of the woman in his arms, and smiled knowingly: "Go ahead, if you are still interested later, we will always be here."

"Hahaha."

Ethan shrugged and smiled: "There will be a chance, it will be no problem."

"Snapped."

He waved his hand and slapped Erin's buttocks, signaling the other person to stand up.

Erin twisted Ethan's legs hard without leaving any trace, then straightened up her dress and stepped to stand on the other side.

"Shet."

"I bought it."

"Mom, look at me~~~"

There was a gasp as Ethan stood up.

Everyone in the booth looked at him in shock. The men collectively felt inferior and dejected, while several beautiful ladies opened their mouths in disbelief with ecstatic expressions on their faces.

Erin blinked a few times and quickly looked away.

"Sorry, I'm rude."

Ethan picked up his coat and held it in front of him, showing his white teeth: "Everyone, let's drink together again if we have the chance."

With the ladies nodding like chickens pecking at rice, the two of them left the booth together and continued to wander inside, looking for a suitable target to attack.

"Do you have any idea."

Erin calmed down and asked in a low voice.

Ethan's footsteps stopped, and he quickly hugged her and continued to move forward: "If you want to say the most informed people, they have to be these guys."

Not far away is a bar.

There were two or three bartenders inside, quickly mixing drinks for the guests.

These guys will chat with guests no matter what. If you ask these people for news, you should have some surprises.

"Hi."

Noticing the two people approaching, the bartender in a black vest smiled: "Good evening, what do you want to drink?"

"Two Manhattans, thank you."

Ethan let go of Irene and tapped on the bar: "I'll get you a drink by the way."

The bartender boy was very used to this kind of opening remarks, so he smiled and nodded:

"Ok, no problem."

While he was bartending, Irene pretended to be interested and looked back and forth at the bartender.

Soon, three glasses of wine were prepared.

There was a short straw in one of the glasses of wine.

Picking up the glass of wine with a straw, Erin took a sip and poked Ethan's arm a few times with her fingers.

"Are you free right now?"

Ethan picked up the wine glass and signaled to the bartender: "My girlfriend seems to be interested in having a friendly social interaction with you."

Here, there is no need to be subtle.

Especially the staff of the Red Bridge Club, they can make requests directly to them.

"certainly."

The bartender looked at Eileen and picked up the wine glass in surprise: "I have to say, this is my honor."