My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

The patrol car drove forward and headed for the address asked for.

Vehicles swayed.

The two people in the back row happily wore peaked caps with Horsted's wedding portrait printed on them. From time to time, they picked up their mobile phones to take a few selfies, showing great interest.

Halstead slumped in the passenger seat.

Obviously, he has not yet recovered from the fact that he is married.

Not to mention.

He also became a father inexplicably.

"Please, don't do this."

Ethan shook his shoulders and smiled helplessly: "Cheer up, getting married is a good thing after all. I believe that woman is easy to talk to. You can communicate with her in a while."

Definitely easy to talk to.

If you are not easy to talk to, how can you accompany someone you just met to get married?

"you're right."

Horsted looked over feebly, gritted his teeth and said, "We need to find the person who drugged him, and then find ten men for that guy to let him know what unbearable pain is in life."

Hearing this, Ethan nodded heavily.

The culprit is that drug. Being drunk is one thing, but it can also amplify people's various desires.

The most cheating thing is to cut people off.

If it weren't for the fragments, they wouldn't be running around as exhausted as they are now.

While talking, I came to the bride’s address.

This is a corridor-type apartment with only two floors, and the surrounding environment is not that good. It can be seen that the financial conditions of the blonde are average. Now I can only pray that the other party and Horsted are not marrying for money.

Or maybe it's not because of his identity.

Despite the various risks they will experience, the benefits of police officers are quite good and they are very popular in the marriage and love market.

Taking the child with him, he hurried up to the second floor.

Look at the room number and move forward along the corridor.

"I just came back from the hotel. They are not here, and I don't know where they went." The blond woman wearing denim hot pants walked out of the room while making a phone call: "I'll think of a solution."

"No need to call the police. What's the point of calling the police?"

As soon as he turned around, he ran into them head-on, and the slightly hurried steps of both groups stopped.

"Tyler!!!"

Screams rang out, and the blonde hurriedly confessed to the phone and ran over in high heels: "Guys, where did you go? I've been waiting in the hotel for a long time!"

Before anyone could reply, she picked up the baby in Allen's arms.

"Honey."

With lightning speed, he wrapped his arms around Horsted's neck and kissed the guy passionately who had not yet reacted.

"Hmm~"

This is a passionate woman.

The French wet kiss and the extremely ecstatic moan made the three people next to him shift their gazes in embarrassment.

Although not mentally prepared.

But Horsted still fell into this irresistible enthusiasm, exhaustedly resisting one wave of attacks after another. He looked like he was enjoying himself, and could no longer look like he was depressed just now.

"Hey."

After a long ten seconds, the blonde finally let go of Horsted and looked at everyone happily:

"What happened? Why aren't you at the hotel?"

This feeling of being known to others but having no impression of others is really weird.

Ethan spread his hands helplessly, shrugged and said:
  "do you know?"

"We're also looking forward to learning something about you."

"Walter?."

The blonde was a little confused. She weighed the child and said, "After I woke up this morning, I went downstairs to buy you some coffee, but when I came back, no one was in the room."

"Ouch~~~" She opened her teeth and claws at Horsted and made a catwoman look: "You little scoundrel, you are very naughty, and you are running around with Taylor."

More like flirting than scolding.

"Go in and sit."

After greeting everyone, she twisted her waist and walked back into the house: "I just made some margarita, you can try it and see how it tastes."

White shirt, tied in a knot.

Her sexy belly was twisting like a water snake, making it completely impossible to tell that she was someone who had given birth to a child.

"Shet."

Atwater punched Halsted and whispered, "This woman is hot. You're a lucky guy."

The latter raised his eyebrows and punched back unceremoniously.

After the two of them entered, the little fat man still stood there in a daze, his expression a little lost.

Ethan could feel that Allen liked the child very much, even gave him a name, and took good care of him along the way. Now that the baby was taken away, this bastard was a little lost.

"This is his mother."

He grabbed the little fat man's hair and rubbed it randomly a few times: "You don't have to feel sad."

"I know."

Allen walked inside dejectedly: "I just didn't think his name was Taylor, that's a stupid name."

"Boom."

Against the back of his head, Ethan bent his fingers and tapped hard.

"Ouch~ This hurts."

The little fat man suddenly became energetic.

The apartment is not big and seems a bit messy.

There were baby belongings everywhere, and his photos were posted on the refrigerator. After confirming that he had not delivered it to the wrong person, Ethan felt relieved and squeezed into the small sofa with the guys to sit down.

"By the way, Jade, your name is Jade, right?"

Atwater poked himself as soon as he sat down next to him, so Ethan had no choice but to say hello to the blonde in the kitchen.

"Why call me that?"

Jade held the child in one hand and held a stack of cups and glass jugs with the other and strode over: "Don't be restrained. Please, you are both my and Jie's best man, treat it like your own home."

"Jay~"

The blonde blew a kiss to Hosted again: "You are too quiet. You are nothing like the wild cowboy last night!"

The wild cowboy said he doesn't want to be wild at all now.

I just want to find a hole to crawl into.

"Rusek."

Ethan coughed and helped the Wild Cowboy out: "You should remember who Rusek is, right? We couldn't find him after getting up this morning. Is it possible that you know where he is."

"of course I remember."

Jade poured cocktails for several people and held the child in his arms: "But I haven't seen him since the wedding last night."

"As you know, I'm rushing back to Borage to go to work."

"Until the end of the shift, then I'll take Taylor to the hotel to find you."

"Shh~"

The child was a little noisy, so she quickly comforted him.

"Porrago?"

The keyword was triggered. Atwater thought of the small ticket in his pocket. He swallowed hard, his voice trembling:

"So, what is your occupation?"

"Stripper!"

The blonde saw the child waving his little hands and skillfully pulling off his clothes: "Please, you shouldn't forget, Kevin, you were so generous last night."

"You know? Many of my sisters want your contact information." (End of Chapter)