Chapter 64 Meet the parents?

Bella was not to be outdone. She looked down at Natasha's bear socks: "Very cute, very suitable for you."

Someone showed her a mouthful of white teeth, clenched his hands, as if ready to strangle her. She shook her shoulders and said it didn't matter.

It was impossible to tell what was in the abandoned waste barrel. It was viscous and green in color.

Take samples and send them to the laboratory in Phoenix for testing. As the sheriff of a small town, Samantha could only do this.

Leaving the rest of the work to her deputy, Deputy Sheriff Pete, Samantha took Charlie and his daughter to the bar in the town to chat.

In the United States, you can put on makeup at the age of 14, date at the age of 16, and carry a gun at the age of 18, but you have to be 21 to drink!

The two sheriffs were drinking and chatting, and the two beauties could only drink beverages.

Natasha looked at her with a smile, meaning, look, you are actually treated the same as me.

They chatted casually, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

As they were talking, Samantha asked Bella about her studies in a stepmother's tone: "How are Bella's grades in high school? Will it be stressful to get into Stanford?"

Bella was still very proud of her grades. After all, she had been to college in her previous life. Now she was looking back at the knowledge of American high schools? That was too easy.

  "I'm doing pretty well, all A's."

Natasha imitated Bella's tone and stretched out her voice: "Yes, all A's."

Samantha patted her daughter and then looked relieved: "That's really good, better than Nata. This girl often does a mess in exams. I don't understand what she is thinking. You are friends, please help me keep an eye on her."

Bella was cheerful, like an elder, and put her arm around the little beauty's shoulders: "I will urge Nata to study, you guys chat, we'll go out first!"

It's really boring to be a light bulb, so the two of them hurried out.

Pushing the door and walking out of the bar, without the presence of the adults on both sides, they were much more relaxed.

  "How dare you say I'm small!"

  "How dare you laugh at my socks!?"

"Humph, I won't argue with you, a little kid."

  "I don't know who's small!"

"This is the prosperous town you mentioned! God! How can your town be prosperous!" Bella complained, pointing at a half-human-high cactus. The thing looked dry and lifeless.

  "It used to be prosperous."

"Then I called you before to ask if I needed to dress up a little, and you said yes! Now you see, the townspeople look at me strangely. I should have changed my clothes earlier!"

Natasha laughed so happily that Bella glared at her again.

They walked out noisily and saw a middle-aged man with a fair complexion. The other party was dressed in a very ordinary plaid shirt, jeans and leather shoes. Whether it was temperament or dress, he didn't look like a rich man.

"Hi, Nata." The middle-aged man said gently.

Natasha glanced at him and nodded, which was considered a greeting.

The other person glanced at Bella, and seemed to be wondering who this strange woman was, but she still smiled and nodded gracefully and left.

"Is this the pretty boy you mentioned?" Bella asked in a low voice until the middle-aged man walked away.

"Yes, it seems that he is my mother's first love. He couldn't make it in the big city, so he came back to find my mother."   

Bella looked back and took a few careful glances. Could it be that the white-faced man's so-called family mine was fake? Judging from his dress, he was just an average person, and his appearance was not overwhelming Charlie. Charlie's appearance was not bad at all, and he looked more reliable and stable, as he could give birth to a daughter like Bella!

Bella still had confidence in her cheap father.

She was not worried about Charlie or Samantha, but about her clothes. She looked at the yellow sand on the side of the road, and then looked at her high heels and short skirt. It was definitely inappropriate. Would it be too late for her to go back to Phoenix to change clothes?

"Don't refuse! Hurry up and give me your car keys." Natasha stretched out a hand to her.

Considering that they had to use the car recently, Bella had made three rules with Xiao before. At this time, the pickup truck girl was very honest. Except for occasionally coming out for a breath of fresh air at night, she was sleeping all the time.

Bella threw the key to Natasha and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Natasha's talent was really strong. The vehicle was extremely stable under her control, but she drove very fast.

"How was this car modified? Is Jacob still in Forks?"

Bella shook her head repeatedly: "No, no."

She secretly rejoiced that Jacob had gone away, otherwise if the two met one day, she would be exposed?

On the way, they met a few young men riding motorcycles. They shouted and greeted Natasha, but they were all overtaken by the beautiful girl.

  "Your boyfriend?"

"How is that possible? They are just a few young boys."

They circled the town and soon handed the pickup truck to Charlie. What results could the two of them achieve by driving? It was a complete waste. This kind of pretentious weapon should be given to those who need it.

Charlie drove the pickup truck happily and took Natasha's mother around.

"Let's ride a motorcycle? Can you ride it?" Natasha and Bella were requisitioned for transportation, and they couldn't walk, so the beautiful girl suggested riding a motorcycle.

Why do you all like riding motorcycles so much? Jacob is like this, Natasha is like this, and most of the Captain America, Cyclops, and Wolverine who have never met are like this.

She didn't want to say that she couldn't do it, so she found an excuse: "I'm wearing high heels, and you told me to ride a motorcycle?"

Natasha didn't think much about it: "Then I'll take you. There is a valley outside the town. I like to practice driving there the most."

Bella sat on the back seat and hugged the little beauty's thin waist .

Five minutes after the motorcycle drove out, she realized it.

"You did it on purpose! You must be jealous of my beauty!"

Bella's hair was blown into a mess. It was useless to hydrate in such a hot sun.

She expressed her dissatisfaction angrily.

"Isn't it the same for me? Experience the pleasure of adrenaline surge carefully!" Natasha increased the speed of the motorcycle to the limit and rushed out of the town at lightning speed.

If Natasha's talent for driving a car is five, then her talent for driving a motorcycle is ten with her wild personality!

The heat wave rushed towards her face, and Bella felt the wind in her collar. The wheels rolled over the sand at high speed, and the yellow sand filled her shoes! In order to prevent herself from falling, she had to hold Natasha's waist tightly.

The girl's clothes were very short, and the skin of her arms and lower abdomen fit tightly, but she didn't feel anything unusual at all. The two of them had already rushed out of the town at lightning speed.

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