The guy in the striped shirt in front of him picks at his messy hair with his index finger and shows off his rosacea.

Yellowed teeth, which stand out in the light.

"Damn it."

"Frank, you Farker."

"What are you doing here?"

It's not just Ethan, who cursed because of the brake just now, which caused the people in both cars to flip on their backs.

"Please, you guys."

Frank opened his arms and spread his wrinkled face, "My friends, my family, where are you going, why don't you take Daddy Frank with you." ”

"In this way, it is hurting my young heart."

"Fake."

Ethan turned his head and pouted and asked, "Friends, it's time for a democratic vote." ”

"Whoever agrees, I'll kill him with one foot on the accelerator."

"I agree."

Ian raised his hand in an instant, and his tone was very firm.

"Don't talk nonsense." Veronica turned around and patted his hand: "Forget it, let him get in the car." ”

"Please."

Both Ethan and Kevin raised their hands in displeasure.

Frank outside didn't care about this, and without waiting for anyone to speak, he opened the car door with a calm expression, cheekily squeezed to the back, and sat down against Ian.

"Guys."

He tied his hair back and asked curiously, "Where are you going?" ”

It was quiet in the car, and no one paid any attention to him.

Frank didn't care, happily pulling at the device in the car.

Inside the car, there was a sudden smell of sweat.

"I'm sorry."

Ethan glanced at Fiona and silently sprayed a few perfumes: "No dislike." ”

"I understand."

Fiona silently lowered the window as well.

Chinatown, Golden Dragon Sichuan Restaurant.

Ethan is also familiar with this place, and he comes over for a meal every three or five days.

The style of the decoration is antique.

There is nothing to say about this, many American Chinese restaurants are decorated in this style, with screens, rockeries, carved dragons and phoenixes, mainly highlighting the ancient Chinese style.

In front of the door, the eaves are raised.

A row of red lanterns hung high, and several waiters in cheongsams stood at the door.

"Haha."

Frank clapped his palms and said happily, "Chinese food, I've come to the right place, I like to eat that pig's brain, and the chicken's paws." ”

"Waterfa?"

Veronica's eyes widened like brass bells when she heard this.

She swallowed hard and looked at Ethan in shock, "Is what he said true?" Will there be anything like this to eat? ”

"It's fine."

Ethan turned off the fire and brought up the handbrake, shrugged his shoulders and said, "That bastard is here to scare you, and there is a lot of meat, so you don't have to eat those." ”

"Shet." Fiona was also surprised and said:

"In other words, there really is!"

Ethan smiled and pushed the door open to get out of the car.

"Mr. Morgan." The restaurant manager quickly stepped forward and said in a fluent Trump: "Do you bring friends over for dinner tonight?" ”

They are all regular customers, and they are very impressed.

A mouthful of Mandarin is better than himself, he eats spicy, and he is handsome.

I usually come to eat alone, but I didn't expect to bring such a large group of people over this time.

"That's right."

Ethan lit a cigarette, waved his hand and said, "Arrange a big box, two tables, mandarin duck pot, and you can look at the arrangement of the dishes yourself." ”

"No problem."

The restaurant manager nodded and immediately beckoned the others in.

Ethan gestured for the cigarette in his hand, Fiona nodded, and walked in with Liam in his arms.

It's all here, and it's a taste.

Veronica also took Kevin's arm and walked in with a worried face, not for the money, but mainly for what Frank had just said scared her.

Chinese restaurants, in fact, are quite expensive.

Ethan often comes to this house, spending $70 per person, and a large group of people have to eat a small thousand.

Ethan often comes to this house, spending $70 per person, and a large group of people have to eat a small thousand.

However, Veronica has a windfall today, and she doesn't care about such a little anymore.

"Hey."

A soft cry sounded from the side: "Can I have a cigarette?" ”

"Of course."

Ethan turned around and saw that it was Karen.

The little girl tied up her blonde hair and leaned over with her trouser pocket.

I don't know how she looks, the skin on her face is watery, just like the beautiful girl in the comics.

"I thought you were already up."

Ethan shook a cigarette for her and lit it for her: "Congratulations, did your family buy you the car?" ”

"That's right." There was a hint of charm in Karen's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled:

"This car is a gift for my 18-year-old."

"I have to thank you for all this."

Karen opened her red lips and white teeth, slowly spewing gray smoke at him.

"Huh?"

Ethan frowned and waved his hand to disperse the smoke: "What does this have to do with me?" ”

"Have you forgotten?" Karen was a little proud:

"Last time I was outside my house, you told me, let me pay attention in the future, and don't let others know about my fetishes."

"Later, my father promised me."

Karen spread out her white arms and said with a smile: "As long as I accompany him to a confessional meeting, he will buy me a car, and at the confessional meeting, I try my best to control the thoughts I want to confide in." ”

"Dala."

Karen shook the car keys in her hand and said happily, "So, I have my new car." ”

Lao Mei's side attaches great importance to the first car in his life.

Ethan was also happy for her, but still shrugged his shoulders curiously: "Confessional?" ”

"You know." Karen flicked the soot:

"It's the girls who do the wrong thing, put on the dress that represents purity, go to the meeting with their daddy, repent of what they have done, and share their experience."

"Poof~"

She chuckled and licked her lips: "To show remorse and say goodbye to your past self." ”

"And how did you do that?"

Ethan asked curiously, about the things Karen had done, to say it, not to her dad to death.

Look at the key in her hand, though.

Well, that shouldn't have happened, and Ethan was happy for Mr. Jackson.

Sometimes ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

"Originally, I wanted to be like everyone else, and tell everything I had experienced." With a smile in the corner of her eye, Karen waved her hand and said, "But when I stood up, I remembered your words. ”

"So, I hid most of the situation."

"Just tell me about the bite of Lip and Ian, and shed a few tears by the way."

"As a result, you also saw it."

She pointed to her car and couldn't suppress the smile on her face: "My dad is happy, I'm happy, everyone is happy." ”

"Still."

She looked at Ethan again, and changed her words: "When are you going to take me to a psychiatrist." ”

"I didn't promise you."

Ethan stepped on the cigarette butt and patted his stomach: "Let's go, I'm hungry." ”

"Hmph~"

Karen wrinkled her nose, thought for a moment, and walked briskly towards the restaurant.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the two walked up the stairs together.

The little buttocks in front of him are writhing at an alarming amplitude, there is no beauty in it, but it is a little funny, and Karen is definitely doing it on purpose, just like the clumsy seduction before.

He simply slowed down and fell far behind.

Turning a corner, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming straight from behind.

Looking at the afterimage in the opposite glass, Ethan's fingers trembled slightly.

"Smack."

The palm with a little dirt on his nails pressed his shoulder: "Hand over the money!" ”

He grinned and quickly turned around.

With both hands outstretched, he grabbed the collar of the man behind him firmly.

"Bang."

The man was lifted high by him and slammed into the wall.

Thank you for your support, thank you!

(End of chapter)