Chapter 64 Meeting the Parents?

Not to be outdone, Bella looked down at Natasha's bear socks: "It's cute, it suits you very well."

Someone showed her little white teeth, clasped her hands empty, and seemed to be about to strangle her. She shook her shoulders and said it didn't matter.

Nothing could be seen in the abandoned waste barrels, it was sticky and green in color.

Take a sample and send it to a laboratory in Phoenix for testing. As the town sheriff, Samantha can only do so much.

After handing over the remaining work to her deputy, Deputy Sheriff Pete, Samantha took Charlie and his daughter to a bar in the town to chat.

In the United States, you can wear makeup at 14, date at 16, and carry a gun at 18, but you need to be 21 to drink!

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

Natasha looked at her with a half-smile, meaning, look, you and I are actually treated the same.

A few of them chatted one after another, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

While talking, Samantha asked Bella's studies in a stepmother's tone: "How was Bella's grades in high school? Will it be very stressful to enter Stanford?"

Bella is still quite proud of her grades. After all, she went to college in her previous life. Now come back to see this knowledge from American high schools? That's too simple.

"I'm doing pretty well, all A's."

Natasha imitated Bella's tone and lengthened her voice: "Yes, there are A's all over the body."

Samantha patted her daughter, and then looked relieved: "That's really good, better than Nata, this guy often makes a mess in exams, I don't know what she thinks, you are friends, Help me keep an eye on her."

Bella cheerfully looked like an elder, and put her arms around the little beauty's shoulder: "I will urge Nata to study, you guys talk, we'll go out first!"

It's really boring to make light bulbs, so let's go.

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

"You dare say I'm young!"

"You dare laugh at my socks!?"

"Hmph, I don't know you as a child."

"I don't know who is younger!"

"This is what you call Prosperity Town! God! Where is your town prosperous!" Bella complained, pointing at a half-human-high cactus, which looked dry and not angry at all.

"It used to be prosperous."

"Then I called and asked you if you needed to dress up a bit more beautifully, and you said yes! Now you see, the townspeople look at me strangely. If I knew I would change my clothes!"

Natasha laughed so happily that Bella glared again.

They walked out noisily, and they saw a middle-aged man who was quite fair and clean. The other party was dressed in a very ordinary plaid shirt, jeans and leather shoes. No matter his temperament or appearance, he did not look like a rich man.

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

Natasha swept her eyebrows and nodded, even if she said hello.

The other party's eyes swept across Bella, as if wondering who this strange woman was, but she nodded and left with a graceful smile.

"Is this the little white face you were talking about?" Bella asked in a low voice until the middle-aged man walked away.

"Yeah, it seems to be my mother's first love. I can't get along in the big city anymore, so I came back to find my mother."

Bella turned her head and took a closer look. The so-called "mine in the house" by this little white-faced person is not a lie, is it? Looking at the dress, it is the standard of ordinary people, and the appearance can not be said to have crushed Charlie. To be able to give birth to a daughter like Bella, Charlie's appearance is not bad at all, and he looks more reliable and stable!

Bella still has confidence in her cheap father.

Don't worry about Charlie, don't worry about Samantha,

She was worried about her clothes... She looked at the yellow sand on the side of the road, and looked at her high heels and short skirts. It was out of date. Is it too late to go back to Phoenix to change clothes?

"Don't refuse! Quickly, give me your car keys." Natasha held out a hand to her.

Considering that she has to use a car recently, Bella had three chapters with Xiao Jofa before. At this time, Miss Picka was very honest. Except for occasionally coming out at night to get some air, she was asleep the rest of the time.

Bella threw the keys to Natasha and sat herself in the passenger seat.

Natasha's talent is really powerful, and the vehicle is extremely smooth under her control, but she drives extremely fast.

"How the hell was this car modified? Is that Jacob still in Forkstown?"

Bella shook her head again and again: "Not anymore, not anymore."

She secretly rejoiced that it was fortunate that Jacob was walking around, otherwise the two of them would meet one day, and she would not be able to help herself?

On the road, I met a few young people riding motorcycles. They greeted Natasha, but they were all overtaken by the little beauty.

"Your boyfriend?"

"How is it possible, it's just a few hairy boys."

They circled the town and quickly handed the pickup to Charlie. What could the two of them drive? It's a complete waste, and this kind of coercion tool should still be given to those who need it.

Charlie happily drove the pickup, driving Mrs. Natasha around.

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

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

She didn't want to say she wouldn't, so she made an excuse: "I'm wearing high heels, you told me to ride a motorcycle?"

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

Bella sat in the back seat, hugging the little beauty's slender waist.

Five minutes after the motorcycle was out, she realized.

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

Bella's hair was blown in a mess, and it was useless to rehydrate in the sun.

She angrily expressed her dissatisfaction.

"Isn't it the same for me? Experience the thrill of adrenaline rush carefully!" Natasha pushed the speed of the motorcycle to the limit and rushed out of the town.

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

The heat wave hit her cheeks, Bella only felt the wind in her neck and collar, the wheels ran over the sand at high speed, and the raised yellow sand filled her shoes! In order to keep herself from falling, she had to hug Natasha's waist tightly.

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