My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After adjusting his clothes, Ethan stood up.

As Rusek watched, he walked toward the crowd gathered around the bar.

Seeing this scene, the long-legged girl sitting next to Ethan was so angry that she grabbed the beer bottle and drank a few gulps. However, she couldn't say anything, so she could only mutter something.

I kept praying, hoping that this man would also be rejected.

Then he will be his own tonight.

"Hey."

Ethan raised his arms and pushed aside the men surrounding the blonde.

With a flash of fingers, he picked up a Franklin and handed it forward: "At the booth in the corner over there, please have five Manhattans, and the rest is your tip, thank you."

Before anyone could react, the money was already thrust into the blonde's hand.

He didn't hesitate and turned around to leave.

The blonde girl looked at the money in her hand with stunned eyes.

She reacted suddenly, stepped on her high heels, and chased after her dissatisfiedly: "Sorry, wait a minute, what does this mean?"

"Don't remember?"

Ethan stopped, turned around and shrugged: "Five Manhattans, thank you."

"Hey, asshole."

She waved her hands down to indicate what she was wearing, and then raised the Franklin card: "Please see clearly, I am not a waiter here."

If it weren't for the other person's handsome appearance, she would have gotten angry.

"Oh, sorry."

Ethan pretended to be embarrassed and glanced at the waiter next to him: "I made a mistake. I'm very sorry!"

Following the other person's gaze, the blonde saw the waitress in red clothes.

The corners of her mouth twitched and she put her hands down helplessly:

"Okay, get your money back, please look more clearly next time."

Ethan took the money, grabbed the blonde's finger, and said with a smile: "Okay, I admit, I actually know you don't work here."

"you know?"

The blonde looked surprised at first, then asked angrily: "So? Why are you doing this?"

"Please."

Ethan released his hand in time, shrugged and said with a smile: "How can a woman like you work as a waiter here? That is simply blaspheming God's perfect work."

"certainly."

He raised his hands and said, "These words are not meant to offend the waiter at all."

"Actually, if I don't."

He winked at the blonde again and said with a smile, "How can I take you out of the crowd?"

The blonde was now angry and amused.

However, this method of striking up a conversation still feels fresh.

It was better than being surrounded by a circle of flies just now. Being surrounded by all kinds of talk before made her a little impatient, but now it was a bit interesting.

She looked Ethan up and down with a smile on her lips.

The other person's height is about the same as myself.

The aura of the whole person is also very strong, there is no timidity at all, and the smile is very handsome.

Although the dress is ordinary, it is clean and tidy.

"All right."

She folded her hands on her chest and asked with interest: "Excuse me, what makes you want to do this?"

Ethan didn't answer, just looked into her eyes with a smile.

There are some things that don’t need to be said.

What else could he do to strike up a conversation with a woman in a place like this?

Seeing the aggressive gaze of the other party, the blonde also showed a playful smile. Their eyes were entangled, which was worth a thousand words.

Sour, so sour.

Rusek looked at what was happening in front of him, as if he had just dropped a dozen lemons in one breath.

The beer in his mouth became sour.

"Would you be interested in having a drink together?" The blonde came here just for fun. When she met someone she liked, she naturally extended an invitation: "With my friends."

"Of course, it's an honor."

Ethan snapped his fingers and called the waiter directly. Under the eyes of most of the men in the audience, who seemed to be murdering, he and the blonde walked towards the booth in the corner.

The reason why it's not all lies in the place where I was sitting just now.

Including Rusek, all the men in the booth cast admiring glances at Ethan, and some even gave a military salute of shaking hands, clearly showing their admiration.

Arriving next to the seat, the two sat down.

"this is my friend."

The blonde waved and introduced, "And you, my new friend, what should I call you."

"Morgan."

Ethan held out his hand to the brunette, smiling at the two and nodding.

Seeing the man brought back by his companion, a smile appeared on the brunette's cold face.

Not only men love beautiful women.

Women will also feel happy when they see handsome men competing.

With the help of a tip, a tray of cocktails was quickly served. The colorful drinks were dazzling under the light.

Facing the bright night view of Chicago, Ethan held up a glass of Manhattan.

"It's a pleasure to raise a glass with two beautiful ladies."

He glanced at the two beautiful faces in front of him and showed his white teeth: "When we meet for the first time, let us congratulate the beautiful scenery of Chicago in front of us. I hope it can stay like this."

"certainly."

The two women looked at each other, with an inexplicable smile flashing in their eyes.

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

Putting down the cup, Ethan found a topic and started chatting casually.

When dealing with women, you have to pull.

If you try to lick it on the pole, you will get nothing. Anyway, he just pretends that I admire you very much, but it doesn't matter.

I have a very good attitude and I can joke when I have to.

When it's time to smoke and drink, there is no ambiguity. What stands out is equal treatment.

During the chat, I learned that the two women were visiting Chicago.

As for the rest, the other party vaguely mentioned it.

Ethan didn't care either. Everyone met by chance. If it suited them, they would play social games. If they didn't, they would go back to their respective homes. There was no need to get to the bottom of it.

After a few glasses of wine, the air gradually became hotter.

Especially under the table, the toes on the opposite side were constantly playing with his calves.

Glancing down, Ethan raised his eyebrows.

Bright purple nail polish appeared in front of his eyes, but the blonde's feet were obviously clean.

He raised his head in surprise and looked across.

He slowly exhaled the smoke: "Ladies, I heard that the facilities in the hotel downstairs are very good. Are you interested in checking them out?"

"You are a very direct person."

The blonde used her thumb to wipe away the remaining alcohol from the corner of her mouth. She flipped her hair and leaned half on the sofa, letting out a chuckle.

On the other side, the brunette drank up the cocktail in the glass:

"You have a big appetite too."

They have all made such a move, if not now, why wait?

"so."

Ethan spread his hands, shrugged and asked, "What's your answer?"

"Ha ha."

The black-haired woman's chest shook with laughter. She put down the cup and whispered into the blonde's ear.

After a few seconds, they both stood up at the same time.

They each picked up their handbags, twisted their waists and walked out.

The answer is self-evident.

Ethan picked up the cocktail in front of him and drank it in a big gulp. He stood up and strode after them. He stretched out his arms unceremoniously and embraced the two beauties together.

"Bang bang bang."

The wine glass fell to the ground, and crisp sounds sounded one after another.

Russell looked at the big-breasted girl next to him, feeling very moved and sighing without trace. (End of chapter)