My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 447 - Wang Qingquan

After a few words, Veronica packed up her things.

"Hey." She directly stretched out her hand to drive away:
"You people, hurry up and go to sleep, don't get in the way here."

"Bye, Ethan."

"Nice to meet you."

"understood."

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

"Wow!"

Ethan looked at Fiona, smiled and said:

"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. It must be very exciting to live with such a big family.

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

Fiona let out a heavy breath, and leaned back on the sofa: "It's not wrong if you understand it this way."

"correct."

Kevin asked curiously: "I thought you came to Chicago for tourism?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Veronica picked up the medicine box, twisted Kevin's ears, and walked outside aggressively: "Let's go first."

"Ethan, you can do whatever you want, don't be polite!"

She also blinked rapidly at Fiona a few times as she spoke.

"let go."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Kevin grinned and bent over to walk outside, while not forgetting to say to Ethan:

"Yo, remember to come to Elebe, next time I'll buy you a beer."

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

Veronica slammed the door shut.

After a while, there were only two people left in the living room, so quiet that one could hear footsteps upstairs.

The small sound also stopped quickly.

Fiona smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Wei's character is like this, don't mind."

"Nope!"

Ethan shook his head: "I like her personality, and she has no bad intentions."

While talking, the eyes of the two collided.

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

That strong body made her a little flustered.

With her movements, the sexy blue suspender dress slid, revealing a touch of seductive snow-white.

Ethan slowly put down the wine bottle, his eyes became hot.

Fiona took a few deep breaths and met his gaze.

The sofa cushion was pressed down heavily, and there was a chuckle.

"Wait a moment."

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

"no problem."

Ethan picked her up and put her on his body.

The slender fingers fiddled with the door frame, and the sound of breathing became heavier.

With a click, the living room lights went off.

The room became dark, and the light from the street lamp shone in, drawing 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 said in a low voice, "There are children upstairs, are you sure?"

"Then what do you say?"

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

"what!"

Fiona let out a sigh.

She was placed directly on top of the drum washing machine next to her by Ethan, and the washing machine was still drying the clothes, shaking slowly.

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

Ethan suddenly became refreshed, and his whole body was much more relaxed.

He wasn't idle either, the black T appeared in his hand, and he was hooking it around in circles.

"Snapped!"

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

"Are you ready?"

Ethan grinned: "Always be prepared."

The next moment, Fiona's eyes suddenly widened, she took a breath of air, and her toes were also tightly curled up.

After so many preparations, the drum washing machine finally started working.

It began to shake non-stop, making a boom, boom, boom.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a slapping sound from the front door, and Ethan turned his head to look over. From the gap in the curtains, a familiar blue light was shining.

This sudden movement made Fiona tense up in fright.

At the most critical moment, even if the Heavenly King Laozi came over, he couldn't make Ethan stop.

When the drum washing machine was drying clothes at the most critical moment, it vibrated crazily, as if it would fall apart completely in the next moment.

After 1 minute, there was another knock on the door:

"Fiona, open the door."

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

"I'm coming, right away."

Fiona almost regained her strength and jumped off the washing machine so quickly that her legs gave way and she almost fell.

She straightened her clothes and gave Ethan a shy 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, and a man in a patrol uniform appeared on the porch.

Seeing Fiona's flushed face and disheveled hair, this Tony quickly shifted his gaze and signaled Fiona to get out of the way.

"what happened?"

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

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

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

"Thank you, Tony."

Fiona crossed her arms and leaned against the banister.

She looked at Frank lying on the ground without any fluctuations in her eyes, giving people a sense of commonplace.

"You're welcome."

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

He looked back at Ethan again, and then he greeted his colleagues and walked out of the house.

Ethan had never met these two patrolmen, so they should be from other sub-bureaus, but then again, he didn't even know most of the patrolmen in his own sub-bureau.

The man lying on the ground was Frank.

His hair was disheveled, and he smelled like a mixture of alcohol and vomit.

"Where is his room?"

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

"no need."

Fiona squeezed out a smile: "Just 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 at the booth, no one would be in the mood.

He took out the clothes from the washing machine and put them on quickly: "Can you leave a phone number? We have a chance to go out for dinner."

"next time!"

Fiona didn't pick up the words, and she talked a lot more coldly with a smile.

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

Ethan looked at the drunk Frank, knowing that it was not a good time, so he put on his coat: "Then I'll go first."

There was a sound of closing the door, the sound of footsteps went away, and the car started to leave.

Fiona turned off the light, walked up to Frank, and knelt down slowly. The light from the street lamp shone on her face, which was half bright and half dark.

(End of this chapter)