After a few words, Veronica packed her things.

"Huh." She directly stretched out her hand and drove away:

"You people, go up to bed and don't get in the way here."

"Bye, Ethan."

"Nice to meet you."

"Got it."

The four men appeared one after the other, hula and left, and soon disappeared at the top of the staircase.

"Wow!"

Ethan looked at Fiona and said with a smile:

"So many brothers and sisters, life is very lively, right?"

He has always lived by himself, and he has never experienced a big family like theirs, so living in such a large family must be very exciting.

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

Fiona exhaled heavily and leaned back on the couch: "It's not wrong for you to understand it that way. ”

"That's right."

Kevin asked curiously, "I thought you were here to visit Chicago?" ”

"It has nothing to do with you."

Veronica lifted the medicine box, screwed Kevin's ear, and walked outside domineeringly: "Let's go first." ”

"Ethan, do whatever you have to do, you're welcome!"

As she spoke, she also winked at Fiona a few times.

"Let go."

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

"Yo, remember to come to Eleb, next time I'll treat you to a beer."

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

Veronica slammed the door shut.

In a few moments, there were only two people left in the living room, so quiet that footsteps could be heard upstairs.

The subtle sound also quickly stopped.

Fiona smiled: "I'm sorry, Xiao Wei's personality is like this, don't you mind." ”

"No!"

Ethan shook his head: "I like her kind of character, she doesn't have any bad intentions." ”

As they spoke, their eyes collided.

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

The strong body made her a little flustered.

As she moved, the sexy blue sundress slid to reveal a seductive touch of snow white.

Ethan slowly lowered the bottle, his eyes becoming hot.

Fiona took a few deep breaths to meet his gaze.

The couch cushions were weighed down, and chuckles rang out.

"Wait a minute."

Fiona breathed heavily, "Go turn off the lights." ”

"No problem."

Ethan picked her up and put her on his body.

Slender fingers fiddled around the doorframe, and the sound of breathing grew heavier.

There was a click, and the living room light went out.

The room became dark, and the light from the street lamps shone in, marking pillars of light.

"Go upstairs."

Fiona pointed behind her and bit his lip.

Ethan nodded hurriedly, and when he came to the restaurant, he stopped and said in a low voice, "There are children upstairs, are you sure?" ”

"So what do you say?"

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

"Ahh

Fiona snorted softly.

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

With his feet around his waist, he stepped on the waistband of his pants and kicked down.

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

He was not idle, and the black thong appeared in his hand, and he hooked it in circles.

"Smack!"

Fiona slapped him lightly on the chest, "You bastard." ”

"Are you ready?"

Ethan grinned, "Always be ready." ”

The next moment, Fiona's eyes suddenly widened, and she gasped, and her toes were hooked tightly.

After so much preparation, the front-loading washing machine finally worked.

It began to shake incessantly, making a boom, boom sound.

"Bang bang."

There was a clapping sound at the front door, and Ethan turned his head to look, a familiar blue light flashing through the gap in the curtains.

This sudden movement frightened Fiona's body.

At the most critical time, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came over, he couldn't make Ethan stop his movements.

When the drum washing machine dried the clothes at the most critical time, it shook wildly, as if it would completely fall apart in the next moment.

A minute later, there was another knock on the door:

"Fiona, open the door."

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

"I'm coming, right away."

Fiona barely relented, jumping off the washing machine as fast as she could, her legs going limp, and she nearly fell.

She straightened her clothes and glanced at Ethan in annoyance.

The door banged again, and she ran out barefoot and turned on the living room light.

"Tony, what's the matter?"

She calmed down and pulled the door open, revealing a man in a patrol uniform on the porch.

Seeing Fiona's flushed face and messy hair, Tony quickly looked away and motioned for Fiona to get out of the way.

"What's going on?"

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

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

When one of the patrolmen saw him, his face was a little stiff.

"Thank you, Tony."

Fiona clasped her arms and leaned against the railing of the stairs.

She looked at Frank lying on the ground, her eyes did not fluctuate, giving people a commonplace feeling.

"You're welcome."

The patrolman with a somewhat handsome appearance stood up, and he smiled comfortingly at Fiona, "We are neighbors, this is what I should do." ”

He looked back at Ethan before beckoning his colleague to walk out of the house.

Ethan hadn't seen these two patrol officers, so they should be from other substations, but then again, he didn't even know most of the patrol officers in his own substation.

The man lying on the ground was none other than Frank.

His hair was messy and he smelled of alcohol and vomit.

"Where's his room?"

Ethan clapped his hands: "Let me carry him, 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 not too early, why don't you go back first?" ”

As she spoke, she pulled the door open.

Ethan nodded, with such an alcoholic father, anyone would be in no mood if he was replaced.

He took out his clothes from the washing machine and quickly put them on: "Can I leave a phone number?" There was a chance that we would go out to eat together. ”

"Another day!"

Fiona didn't take the conversation, and her smile was cold.

Her emotions are not quite right, her eyes are evasive, giving people a feeling of inferiority.

Ethan looked at the drunken Frank and knew that now was not a good time, so he put on his coat: "Then I'll go first." ”

The door closings, footsteps fade away, and the car starts to leave.

Fiona turned off the lights, walked over to Frank, and slowly crouched down, the light of the street lamp shining on her face, half light, half dark.

(End of chapter)