My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 358
"Miss Rivera, please follow me."

Ethan was also carrying a bag that was half a person tall, and happily walked inside along the side path.

I haven't been back for more than half a month, and a few clumps of grass have grown on the intersection.

In addition to the problem of the angle where she was standing, she didn't notice that there was a small road next to her.

Ethan waved his cane, interrupted the bushes, and strode inside.

After walking about 200 meters, we came to a wrought iron gate.

A few small vines are wrapped around it, which looks extra chic.

"Why does it look like no one has lived in it for a long time." Seeing Ethan wipe the dusty camera, Rivera asked curiously:

"Isn't your family here?"

Along the way, Ethan never mentioned anything about his family, and Rivera didn't ask about it either.

But now that she has arrived at the door of the house, she asked a little nervously.

"Because no one has lived in it for more than half a month." Ethan took out the key and pressed the switch.

The iron gate moved slowly, and he walked forward:

"I'm just like you, only one person."

"So don't worry about anything, just treat it as your own home."

Rivera's heart was inexplicably relaxed, and she quickened her pace and took Ethan's arm and walked inside. She came from the west coast, especially the small town where she lived, which was a vast expanse of desert.

What you see on weekdays is basically a dim yellow.

I have never tried the feeling that there are tall trees everywhere, and the whole world is surrounded by green.

All of this made her full of freshness.

After turning a corner, an exquisite country house appeared in front of him. The grass in front of the door was extraordinarily lush, like a large carpet.

There is also a great lake view next to it, and a wide swing is blown by the wind and shakes slightly.

"Is this all yours alone?"

Rivera stopped and said in admiration.

"Yes."

Ethan also stood where he was. He didn't expect the grass in front of the porch to grow so fast, it took only half a month.

In unpopular places, plants seem to grow extraordinarily vigorously.

"Let's go, you'll spend a lot of time watching it later." Ethan patted her on the back: "You'll get tired of it soon."

"It won't get boring."

Rivera kept up with him: "You've been to our side not long ago, and you'll get tired of seeing the freshness and facing the desert every day."

The scenery of Banshee Town is really good, with lush mountains and forests, lakes and waters.

Compared with her side, it is indeed more livable.

Opening the door, an inexplicable musty smell came out. Ethan unloaded his heavy luggage, and quickly opened the door and window for ventilation.

Rivera started to visit with full of curiosity, the deer head on the living room made her see the flowers.

When I left, I didn't know it would take so long.

The whole house was simply treated with closed doors and windows, and the furniture was covered with a light layer of floating dust.

Ethan rolled up his sleeves and called Rivera to start cleaning.

Today is a beautiful day with plenty of sunshine.

Simply remove all the sofa covers and clean them up again. On the grass outside the door, pull a long rope, and the colorful objects are lined up in a row, and they should be able to dry in the evening.

He wiped off his sweat, and looked to the side, where Rivera was hanging the last sofa cover in the bucket on the rope.

The weather was hot, and after taking off her coat, she was only wearing a tight white vest.

The water droplets from the sofa cover wet her vest, and her black bra was faintly visible.

Looking at the small half bucket of water left in the wooden bucket in his hand, Ethan smiled. He grabbed the bucket and threw it at Rivera.

"what!"

A scream frightened the birds into flight, she was drenched, and the vest on her body became transparent.

"You bastard."

Rivera cursed angrily, clenched her fists and wanted to walk towards Ethan.

In the end, she saw his eyes that seemed to be able to spew out fire. Li Weila suddenly felt bad, and turned around in a hurry to run away.

This move of hers undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

With exclamations, Ethan laughed out loud, and strode into the house with Rivera on his shoulders.

An hour later, Ethan came out of the bathroom whistling. A moderate amount of exercise made people feel refreshed.

Rivera lay weakly in the bathtub, her face flushed.

After he had laid all the quilts, there was the sound of a shower in the bathroom.

Lying on the bed, Ethan picked up his phone.

Soon, Rivera came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, and walked over with her bare feet on the wooden floor.

"what are you doing?"

Lying on the soft bed, she snorted and turned around.

"Jab."

He turned on the screen of his mobile phone: "I asked him how he handled the documents for you."

"How did he say?"

Li Wei pulled a pillow and leaned against it: "The photo has been provided to him, what else do you need?"

During this time, Rivera's appearance has undergone simple changes.

The hair is straightened, no longer the original instant noodle curls.

The blond hair was also dyed brown, and the temperament of the whole person was different, and it seemed to be more intellectually beautiful.

"Tell me a name."

Ethan handed her the phone: "Actually, Jabo is almost done, just waiting for us to come back."

"Ah."

Rivera didn't hesitate, she had already thought about this answer.

Taking the phone, she quickly entered a name:
"Jessica Alba."

"A good choice." Ethan glanced at the name, then threw the phone aside:
"Do you want to take a break, or go out to eat?"

"Rest, I mean it."

Li Weila pulled the quilt and tore off the bath towel:

"You bastard, let me do the cleaning for you as soon as I come."

Ethan looked at the time with a smile, it was only past ten o'clock in the morning, and he had nothing to do, let's talk about it after a good night's sleep.

At twelve noon, Ethan opened the garage door.

The Dodge Challenger has been lying here for more than half a month, quietly waiting for the arrival of the owner.

Jaber's yellow convertible also stayed quietly beside him, and both cars were covered with floating dust.

Ethan got on the car and hit the accelerator twice, driving the Dodge Challenger out of the garage.

Stop on the grass, connect to the hose and rinse.

After he cleaned the car body carefully, Rivera finally walked out of the house.

Brown combat boots, dark blue skinny jeans, and a thin brown jacket.

She walked over to the Dodge Challenger and touched the hood:

"It's a nice car."

"Thank you." Ethan threw the towel on the handrail of the porch: "Get in the car, we have a lot of shopping after lunch."

Looking at the familiar things, Ethan stepped on the gas pedal happily, leaving the farms behind him.

"Slow down, don't provoke the police."

Rivera leaned on the car window and said something casually.

"Woooo."

Good or bad, just as the Dodge Challenger passed through the next intersection quickly, a Victoria Crown followed quickly behind, and the police lights went off.

(End of this chapter)