Marvel’s Princess Chapter 64: Meet the parents?

Not to be outdone, Bella looked down and looked at Natasha's bear socks: "They are very cute and suit you very well."

Someone flashed his little white teeth at her, held his hands in vain, and seemed ready to strangle her to death. She shook her shoulders to show that it didn't matter.

You can't see what's inside the abandoned waste barrel. It's sticky and green in color.

Take samples and send them to the laboratory in Phoenix for testing. As the town's police chief, Samantha can only do this.

Leaving the rest of the 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, 14-year-olds can put on makeup, 16-year-olds can date, and 18-year-olds can hold guns, but you need to be 21 to drink!

The two police chiefs were drinking and chatting, while the two beauties could only drink.

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

A few of them chatted together, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

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

Bella is quite proud of her achievements. After all, she went to college in her previous life, and now she comes back to see this knowledge from American high schools? That's too simple.

"I studied pretty well, all were A's."

Natasha imitated Bella's tone and said in a longer voice: "Yes, everything is a."

Samantha patted her daughter, and then said with a look of relief: "That's really good, better than Nata. This guy often gets messed up in exams. I don't even understand what she is thinking. You guys She's a good friend, keep an eye on her for me."

Bella looked cheerful and looked like an elder, hugging the little beauty's shoulders: "I will urge Nata to study. You guys chat, we are going out first!"

Making light bulbs is really boring, so the two of you should leave quickly.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the bar, they felt much more relaxed without adults on both sides present.

"How dare you call me young!"

"How dare you laugh at my socks!?"

"Huh, I'm not as knowledgeable as a kid like you."

“I don’t know who is younger!”

"This is the prosperous town you call! God! How prosperous is your town?" Bella complained, pointing to a half-human-tall cactus. This thing looked dry and lifeless at all.

"It was once prosperous."

"Then I called you before to ask if you needed to dress up a bit, and you said yes! Now look, the townspeople look at me strangely. If I had known, I would have changed my clothes!"

Natasha smiled happily, causing Bella to glare again.

They walked out noisily, and saw a rather fair-skinned middle-aged man in front of them. He was dressed in a very ordinary plaid shirt, jeans and leather shoes. Whether it was his temperament or his appearance, he did not look like a wealthy man. money man.

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

Natasha glanced at her eyebrows and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

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

"Is this the pretty boy 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. She couldn't survive in the big city, so she came back to look for my mother."

Bella turned back and took a closer look. This pretty boy’s so-called mine at home couldn’t be false, right? Judging from his appearance, he is just average to an average person, and his appearance cannot be said to overwhelm Charlie. For being 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 biological father.

She wasn't worried about Charlie, nor was she worried about Samantha. She was worried about her clothes... She looked at the yellow sand on the roadside, and then at her high heels and short skirt. They were completely out of place. Is it still too late to go back to Phoenix to change clothes?

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

Considering that she had to use the car recently, Bella had already had an affair with Xiao. At this time, the pickup girl was very honest. Except for occasionally coming out for some air at night, she spent the rest of the time sleeping.

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

Natasha's talent is really powerful. The car is extremely stable under her control, but she also drives extremely fast.

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

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

She secretly rejoiced that Jacob was walking. Otherwise, if the two of them met one day, she wouldn't be able to help herself anymore?

I met several young men riding motorcycles on the road. They shouted hello to Natasha, but they were overtaken by the little beauty who kicked the accelerator.

"Your boyfriend?"

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

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

Charlie happily drove Natasha around in the pickup truck.

"Let's ride a motorcycle? Can you ride one?" 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, and Captain America, Cyclops, and Wolverine who have never met are probably like this...

She didn't want to say that she didn't know how to do it, so she made an excuse: "I'm wearing high heels, are you telling 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 in the back seat, hugging the little beauty's slim waist.

Five minutes after the motorcycle was driven out, she realized it.

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

Bella's hair was blown to pieces, and it was useless to moisturize it after being exposed to the sun.

She expressed her dissatisfaction angrily.

"Isn't it the same for me? Experience the thrill of the adrenaline rush!" Natasha raised the speed of her 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, which is a bit wild, is ten!

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

The girl's clothes were very short, and the skin on her arms and lower abdomen were close to each other, but she didn't feel anything strange at all, and the two of them rushed out of the town at lightning speed.