My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 771
The high heels stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Under the jealous gazes of other men, the woman in the red skirt walked to Ethan's side, pulled out a high stool and sat down.

"You don't look like a gentleman."

Her bright eyes looked up and down Ethan: "A real gentleman will not let a lady be left out."

"I'm not a gentleman in the first place." Ethan glanced to the side, his eyes wandering around her chest: "I think as long as you hook your fingers, there should be many people showing love to you."

"This person doesn't include you?"

The slender fingers of the woman in the red dress parted her hair, showing off her sexy shoulders: "Is that what you mean?"

This youthful, sunny and handsome man aroused her curiosity.

Beauty is her most proud weapon.

Now it seems that it doesn't seem to work very well, which made her feel a little unwilling to admit defeat.

In front of her, whether she really didn't care or pretended not to care, she could still tell easily. The man in front of her really didn't take herself very seriously.

"Yes."

Ethan put away his phone and nodded with a smile: "I'm going to tell you the truth, you're a trouble."

"And I, too, are troublesome."

"Two troublesome characters shouldn't get mixed up."

After speaking, he picked up the whiskey, drank it with a smile, and pointed at the empty glass to the woman in the red dress.

"My name is Sophia."

The eyes of the woman in the red skirt flickered, and her fingertips scratched Ethan's strong forearm muscles:

"If you were given a chance, how would you approach me?"

I don't know if all Colombian women have this kind of personality, or this woman named Sophia is very different.

The nails were sharp, causing goosebumps on Ethan's arms.

"Ah."

Ethan bit his cigarette and exhaled the smoke slowly: "Is the bed in your room comfortable?"

"Hahaha."

Sophia was stunned for a moment, then laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

According to the magnitude of the trembling, Ethan judged with rich experience that these two big guys are natural and do not contain the slightest artificial ingredients.

Such a woman is really a treasure from heaven.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that Sophia's laughter stopped. She snatched the cigarette from Ethan's hand, and gray-white smoke spewed out from her delicate red lips: "Then, are you interested in checking it out?"

In a corner not far away, stood two black suits.

They looked at everything that happened in front of them blankly, and they exuded a faint aura of killing. These guys were also guys who had killed people and seen blood.

Inside the jacket, the handle of the gun loomed.

This Sophia is very likely to be some kind of important woman, although Ethan was moved, he decided to give up the idea.

"Crackling."

Sophia noticed Ethan's gaze, then turned around and spoke to the two black suits.

The tone of the speech also carried a bit of reprimand.

Those two people didn't hesitate at all, and immediately turned and left without saying a word.

"This is my subordinate." Nophia put her hand down and put it on Ethan's thigh, with a smile on her lips: "This Mr. Trouble who doesn't want to tell me his name, you must be afraid, right? "

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Ethan's eyes lit up, and he came here by himself, originally looking for trouble and trouble.

Once the hustle and bustle is over, he will run back.

I'm afraid that she is some kind of big boss's woman, even the mistress of the mayor of Medellin will do the same!
Thinking of this, Ethan showed his white teeth.

"This beautiful lady."

He stood up and stretched out his arms to Sophia: "Of course I'm not afraid, how about we chat in another place?"

"Talk about life and ideals."

"Also, about the mysteries of life."

Although he was wearing big pants and a white T-shirt, under the blessing of his figure and face, he looked so modest and his manner was impeccable.

"Okay, I'm interested."

Sophia stood up with a smile and took his arm.

The two stood together, and Ethan raised his eyebrows. Sophia was extremely tall, nearly 1.7 meters five.

A pair of long legs, extremely against the sky.

The lower abdomen on the skirt is flat, and when it reaches the top, it draws an astonishing arc.

The eyes are bright and charming.

He nodded with satisfaction, and walked towards the elevator with this gorgeous Colombian girl.

"Gudu."

In the small bar, a group of men watched Sophia's hips swaying and her red dress swaying, swallowing at the same time, so that the movement was clearly audible.

Seeing the elevator doors close, the sound of slapping thighs sounded one after another.

Downstairs, in the business suite.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, Sophia let go of Ethan's hand, and she hooked the silk suspender dress casually, slipping off her exquisite body.

Go to the wine cabinet and pick up the remaining half bottle of red wine.

She walked to the side of the glass curtain wall, raised her arms, and gently supported it, flicking her soft hair, posing in a very seductive pose.

After taking a sip of red wine, Sophia looked at Ethan:

"How is my figure, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

Ethan raised his eyebrows, quickly hung up the Do Not Disturb sign, and closed the door with another slam.

Tear!

He tore the white T-shirt casually and threw it into a chair beside him.

Sophia bit her little finger, her eyes wandering.

Her breath became messy, and she casually threw the red wine bottle on the carpet.

The bottle rolled over on the ground, and the dark red wine flowed out.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains flicked slightly, and a few minutes later, with a bang, two palms were pressed heavily against the glass.

Sophia took a big breath, causing the glass curtain wall to be covered with water mist.

Holding his waist with delicate skin, Ethan raised his head and looked outside comfortably. The night in Medellin was like a sea of ​​stars.

And he is in this sea of ​​stars, enjoying the enthusiasm of the Colombian girl to the fullest.

the next morning.

Ethan was awakened by a shaking, he yawned, and slowly opened his eyes.

Picking up the watch that was put aside, the hands were beating rhythmically. It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the sun in the sky was still orange.

"How do you like my wake-up call?"

Sophia's body was covered with crystal sweat, and her long black hair was constantly shaking.

"I like it very much."

Ethan lit the lighter and took a puff of cigarette comfortably: "It's just so early, are you in a hurry?"

"Ah."

Sophia said hurriedly while exercising: "I'll wait a minute, I have to go to another place."

"Then hurry up."

Ethan bit his cigarette and stood up, pushing her down.

For a long time, this Colombian girl was one of the rare opponents he had encountered, and he could fight with him for hours. She was a cavalry woman who was good at fighting in the battlefield.

Just like rain after a long drought, frantically asking for everything.

After a long time, she lay limp on the bed.

For the chance encounter last night, she is now [-]% satisfied, and there is nothing more wonderful than this.

"Can I leave a call?"

Seeing Ethan coming out of the shower, she put her hands on her chin and asked.

"Does it fit?"

Ethan picked up the tattered T-shirt and asked with a smile.

"It seems to be the same." Sovia stood up, twisted her waist and walked to the side of the glass curtain wall, and looked outside: "You go, my life is really not something you can get involved in."

The sun shines on her body, and the cilia is exposed, and Miss Columbia is no different.

Ethan looked at the beautiful scenery, and quietly closed the door.

(End of this chapter)