Chapter 227 Accepting the Challenge
Charlee Ford felt that Lydia Collins's provocative means was very inferior. She was afraid of being born frequently and didn't dare to bore William Bryan, so she caught William Bryan, who had a little ambiguous relationship with Charlee Ford, provoking.
In the past, Charlee Ford would never take any notice of her means, but unfortunately, she is not in a good mood today.
At the thought of Long Peikai using William Bryan to do so many crazy things, if William Bryan knows it later, how sad he will be and how much he will blame himself, her mood seems to have fallen to the bottom.
"Afraid? There is no fear in my dictionary." Charlee Ford smiled and said, "Aren't you just trying to provoke me and prove to everyone that you are better than me?"
Her words broke Lydia Collins's mind, and Lydia Collins's face suddenly turned red.
However, even if it is said to be broken, it is not a shame. Lydia Collins stalked his neck. "It is not proof, but I am better than you!"
"OK, I accept your challenge." Charlee Ford gathered his long hair and frowned impatiently.
Lydia Collins was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Charlee Ford to promise so readily.
"OK, then I'll wait for you at the place where I signed up below." Lydia Collins, lest Charlee Ford see that he is unintelligent, quickly turned and left without this sentence.
They stood on the balcony on the second floor, and the terrain was not high. It didn't take long for Lydia Collins to appear in the crowd. After signing up, he took the number plate and raised his eyebrows defiantly at Charlee Ford.
"You are coming down, are you embarrassed?" Lydia Collins shouted at her.
As soon as the words sound just fell, Charlee Ford suddenly held the balcony with both hands, turned over and jumped down.
She did this action very suddenly, almost no one expected it, but because there were many people standing underneath, her action was naturally recognized by people.
There was a scream from below. Although the second floor is not high, if the focus is not found well, it is possible to fall into a disability.
Charlee Ford didn't think so. She turned over the balcony just to pretend to be forced.
Who knows that her feet haven't touched the ground yet? Suddenly, a pair of big hands stretched out from her waist, and she was dizzy. Before she could react, people were already hugged in the middle.
Charlee Ford smelled the familiar smell of mint, mixed with the crisp bouquet, which came into her breath.
William Bryan was drinking? This was the first thought that came to her mind.
What followed was-where did William Bryan come from? How can he catch himself so accurately? Isn't she pretending to be a force for nothing?
The two men looked at each other silently, and William Bryan's deep eyes flashed a wave.
He frowned slightly and seemed puzzled in a low voice: "Why did you jump off a building?"
Jumping off a building? !
Charlee Ford reflected on his actions just now, which seemed to be quite misleading.
"Listen to me, I just want to jump casually, but I didn't think about jumping off the building. Don't get me wrong." Charlee Ford smiled awkwardly.
This explanation sounded pale, William Bryan obviously didn't believe it, and Charlee Ford gave up his struggle and muttered, "Put me down first."
With so many eyes staring at them, Rao is shy when she is thick-skinned.
"You easy-natured woman, seducing my fiance again?!" Lydia Collins comes over and rudely rips Charlee Ford off William Bryan.
"Stop." William Bryan stopped Lydia Collins's hand and twisted her eyebrows.
Well, why did Charlee Ford suddenly jump off it? I think it must be something Lydia Collins said that forced her to jump off the building.
Lydia Collins's eyes widened. She felt wronged. Cindy, a dead woman, was too scheming!
"Is there anyone else to sign up? Our dance competition is about to start!" The voice of the host's excitement came from the microphone again.
Charlee Ford ran quickly. "And me."
At this time, Chang Sheng came over, his eyes swept around the crowd, and finally fixed on Charlee Ford with a number plate in the crowd.
He walked over, glanced at the number plate in her hand and raised his eyebrows. "What dance competition are you going to take part in?"
"Yeah."
"Isn't it just a broken jewelry gift box? You want me to have it sent to you from Madison tomorrow?"
"That's different. This is a war of honor." Charlee Ford hooked his lips.
"What kind of honor is it, but a means to please these men. I haven't even seen you dance. What makes them?" Chang Sheng bulged his cheeks and lost his temper like a child.
Charlee Ford rolled his eyes and looked away to William Bryan's.
I don't know if it's her illusion. I always feel that William Bryan's eyes... seem to be even more pitiful than those she often gives birth to.
It was not long before the square was vacated, and all the men were driven aside, leaving a big gap in the middle.
The girls who had signed up before and held number plates stood in the middle of the square.
While many men may think they are going for the limited gift box of true love kisses, most women just want to show themselves.
Gift boxes or something doesn't matter.
Charlee Ford found a relatively backward position to stand, looking at about twenty girls in the square, and suddenly she thought of a word-square dance.
It's just that the object has changed from aunts and grandmothers to these rich darling daughter.
The competition started soon, and No.1 took two steps forward and danced a hot and sexy dance with the music he had ordered before.
Thin and cool clothes, coupled with such sexy dances, have attracted the attention of many men.
Only William Bryan looked faintly at the ground, and Chang Sheng looked around there, seemingly uninterested.
Before long, it was Lydia Collins's turn to play. There were many people who wanted to curry favor with the Collins, so when she appeared, the applause and cheers were much louder.
However, William Bryan still looks at his nose, nose and heart, and seems to be a transparent passer-by.
Chang Sheng couldn't stand it and poked William Bryan's arm: "Your fiancee, don't you watch it?"
William Bryan glanced at him coldly and lowered his eyes with another look of disinterest.
Unsurprisingly, Lydia Collins got a high score. She danced a jazz dance, danced well, and had a hot figure. Coupled with the identity of the Dragon family, the score almost crushed the whole audience.
The moon stars are sparse, and time goes by bit by bit.
With the thick night, people's interest gradually decreased and cheers decreased a lot.
People are tired of aesthetics. The hot dances of more than a dozen women in front of them are almost uniformly danced, and with Lydia Collins in front of them, the dances behind them are much more ordinary, and some people have begun to leave one after another.
Charlee Ford came in second from bottom.
When she came on stage, there were only a dozen people including judges who were originally onlookers.