"Na...Natalie?" Sean blinked and asked in an incredible tone.

The woman in front of her looked normal, wearing a black long dress and a small bag, but she had a red helmet on her head, which was completely out of tune with the clothes.

"You really have a way of doing women, so you can hear it." The other party reached out and raised his helmet that was tightly covered, revealing his pretty face.

"Can we... not talk about this topic as soon as we meet?" Sean was quite depressed.

Natalie laughed twice, put her helmet down, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, then change the topic, I'm glad to see you in the Halloween parade, Sean."

"So too, but why are you... dressed up?" Sean pointed to her helmet.

"I don't want to make myself so fancy, but I don't want to be discovered by the reporter, so I put on a helmet and came out." Natalie shrugged.

Don't you think this way of standing out is more eye-catching? Sean said this in his heart, but he still looked slightly surprised: "What a... well... interesting idea."

"Okay, don't stand here, there are too many people," Natalie looked around at this time, "My friends are gone, where are yours?"

"They went somewhere else, too," Sean called out in his heart, "Let's wait for them in the small park over there."

It is called a small park, but it is actually a public lawn near the community. It forms a large area of ​​green space under a few dense trees. It is also possible to call it a small park.

However, at this time, like many small parks, it is surrounded by many people in strange costumes, plus various strange props placed everywhere, and a humanoid model with a pumpkin head hanging on the big tree. If the light was not bright enough, it might have the effect of demons dancing around.

"Huh, I can finally take it off, it's uncomfortable to wear it all the time." In a hidden corner, Natalie took off her red helmet and breathed a lot.

Through the faint light, you can see that there were some fine beads of sweat on her forehead. It seemed that this helmet was not so comfortable to wear.

"You can pick it, I have to continue to hold on to this one." Sean sighed at this time, then pointed to the nail on his head, which was the symbol of Frankenstein.

"Do you need me to pick it for you?" Natalie said in a slight manner, and made a move to reach out.

"Forget it." Sean hurriedly leaned back. This thing was not very reliable. If it was really caught... it would be no big deal?

"I really didn't expect you to stay in Los Angeles and participate in the Halloween parade here." He immediately changed the subject.

"Why can't I participate in the Halloween parade in Los Angeles?" Natalie's eyes immediately opened her eyes wide.

"Aren't you a New Yorker? The Halloween parade in Greenwich Village is known as the biggest in the United States," Sean raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. "Or, do you actually don't think so?"

"That's impossible," Natalie immediately retorted, "As a New Yorker, I would never say bad things about it. The Halloween Parade in Greenwich Village is indeed the biggest in the United States."

"Okay, okay," Sean couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll go to New York at this time next year to see what the real Halloween parade looks like."

The two talked for a few more minutes. Because the place was relatively hidden, there were not many reporters who appeared on Halloween. Most of them were looking around on the mainstream roads and would not come to such small corners, so the two of them were not discovered.

However, Galen and the others still did not contact Sean, as did Natalie's friends, so Sean simply bought some drinks and continued to wait. As long as he could chat with Natalie, it would be fine if he could wait for a few more minutes, he was still thinking about a kiss.

The accident always happened at this time. When Sean was holding two drinks, Natalie, who reached out to take the bag, fell down because her shoulder slanted and her shoulder bag was not stable. Natalie hurriedly grabbed it, but she didn't expect that the drink cup was not covered, so she let out a full glass of juice.

The whole process took only three or four seconds. Although Sean reacted, he could not make any moves to stop him. He could only watch Natalie being poured over with juice.

"Damn!" Natalie roared in a low voice, holding her hands and gritting her teeth, her body trembling slightly.

She couldn't help but get angry, but she was still covered in sticky juice, and even a few pieces of flesh entered her clothes, and she wouldn't be in a good mood.

Sean hurriedly started looking for it on his body, but after he took out the tissue, he didn't know what to do. At least half of Natalie's body was wet, and a few tissues didn't work much, not to mention that Sean couldn't wipe it directly on her body.

Fortunately, Natalie was calm: "Is your car nearby? Mine was parked outside at least three streets."

"Of course, go out from here and walk east to the first street corner, turn right and you can see the blue Maybach." Sean said immediately.

"I thought you would drive Bugatti tonight." Natalie looked a little surprised.

"You said I should be low-key, so I will keep low-key." By this time, he did not forget to sell well.

Natalie gave him a blank look, put on her helmet and walked into the crowd. Sean quickly followed behind. A few minutes later, the two came to the car. Sean found enough tissues from it to help Natalie clean up first, and then got in together to wipe it more carefully.

"It's still sticky and not comfortable at all." Natalie, who could take off her helmet in the car, frowned and complained.

"There is a clothing store nearby, let's go and sell one?" Sean suggested.

"Is there a clothing store that is still open nearby?" Natalie asked back.

Well, it's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and it's still near the community, so it's basically impossible to have a clothing store. Of course, it's okay to open a few miles to find a 24-hour store, but that would be too troublesome.

"Maybe... we can go to my villa in Santa Monica and we can clean up better." Sean suddenly said this, his eyes becoming a little subtle at the same time.

Well, what he wanted to say at the beginning was "I'll send you back now", but when it came to his lips, it turned into the above sentence.

Natalie raised her eyebrows, squinted her eyes and looked at him for a while: "Did you do it on purpose?!"

"What's the point... how could it be!" Sean was stunned for a moment, then began to scream, "The drink was poured out in your hands."

"But the lid of the cup is not covered well at all, isn't it?" Natalie said with a striking remark.

"But..." Sean was speechless with a bitter face. Once a woman starts to be unreasonable, she can't make sense.

"Okay, let's go to your villa first." Natalie sighed after a while.

"Ah?" Sean hadn't reacted yet.

"What, you have to get rid of the current predicament first!" Natalie said a little angrily, as if she was angry at his stupidity.

"Okay, right now." Sean started the car immediately.

It took about ten minutes to carry the two of them to the villa mentioned by Sean. It was not too big, only more than 3,000 square feet. However, as a relatively high-end villa, there should be everything inside.

"I haven't been here for a while. Although people clean it from time to time, the environment may not be very good." Sean, who took Natalie into the living room, said as he walked.

"I really didn't expect you to have a place to live here." Natalie looked around and was surprised.

"This is what I use when I'm alone," Sean smiled. "You know, on Beverly Hills, I live with my besties, but sometimes I need to be alone and so I buy a house here."

Of course, this is lies. The reason why Sean bought a villa here was to better take the girl home.

For pure deals like Black and Teresa, it's OK to do them in a hotel, but those who can date and flirt with each other but are not enough to make Sean invest too much in their relationship, they still have to find a suitable place to live.

The other villas have been handed over to Naomi, Katie and Kemira respectively. Sean cannot take them back to Beverly Hills. Garen and others still live in it, and it is also possible to serve all small villas specifically for this.

"Your relationship is really good." Natalie sighed.

"Of course, we have been playing together since we were a child, and they helped me a lot. Moreover, living in such a big house alone is somewhat lonely." Sean said, somewhat showing off.

Unfortunately, Natalie didn't listen at all: "Where is the room? Can the bathroom be used?"

She said it quite naturally, just like at home, Sean couldn't help swallowing the words behind, and his eyes became subtle again as she looked at her.

"Don't think too much!" Natalie, who noticed something, immediately warned, and looked like she was calling him, "Go and find some clothes that can be changed temporarily."

Helplessly, Sean had to find a shirt and jeans. Although he didn't come here many times, he would put some things like quilt covers, bed sheets, and changing clothes. He thought he could enjoy his eyes when handing over clothes, but Natalie waited for him to come to the bathroom after getting the clothes, and locked the door when he went in, so he didn't leave any chance for him.

Sean sighed depressedly, and had to retreat from the guest room, find a coffee maker, and boil water to make a cup of cocoa for himself.

However, this is not completely unhelpful. After Natalie came out of the inside, he almost straightened his eyes. Although the shirt and jeans she was wearing were not fit, and the loose fit seemed a bit bloated on her relatively petite body, it also gave her a lazy feeling. Coupled with her wet hair and the blushing face caused by taking a hot shower in a relatively closed space, she looked like I felt pity for a moment.
Chapter completed!