It was already late at night, and Xiao Katyusha was already sleeping in her father's arms, but the two of them were still by the river.

Natasha sang three songs in a row, and was so happy that Katyusha had to sing along. Finally, she left with the help of the patrol police. They first paid attention to whether they were illegally performing their art. After they found out that it was a foreign friend who expressed their romance, they immediately became very friendly and escorted the family of three to leave.

After a long time, the girl's face was obviously very excited: "Your hometown people are so enthusiastic, and the police are so humane!"

Buck mumbled just right: "That's because you're beautiful, and you're a foreigner, otherwise we'd have to say that we're gathering to make trouble, who's calling you so beautiful?"

It seems that Buck is good at complimenting women, and Natasha is used to it. The Ukrainian girl looks at him with her hands behind her back: "Really?"

Buck was confident: "So many people just said you were beautiful, didn't you hear it? You can't understand the dialect, and you can understand the smiles on their faces even if you look?"

After the two got out of the crowd, they chose to walk down the Binjiang Road to the riverside and walk along the water. Although there were many mosquitoes, Buck bravely pulled up his trouser legs to attract fire. However, his leg hair seemed to delay the attack. The mosquitoes attacked Natasha, so the girl simply walked into the river with her high heels and skirt.

The girl stood closer and looked at Buck with her big eyes that were almost as tall as she was: "You are so complimenting them?"

Buck has a bloody and tears story: "No, it seems that I just started trying to praise it two days ago. In the past, I used to say that I was a husband who was dedicated to my wife. At best, I would take a walk mentally and never cheat."

Natasha made a very Westernized expression of brows and helplessness: "It's hard for me to imagine how you can say to me and love me, then turn your head and say to them separately."

Buck still shook his head: "I used to be stingy about love, and I was careful even when I said I like it, because I was not sure if I really loved them. I only know that the woman I most certainly loves is named Natasha... But now, I think I love them too, really love them. When my most difficult life is basically black and white, they made me see the beautiful colors again."

What a great sentence of love and praise, Buck insisted on adding the last sentence, and Natasha's expressions smiled and then annoyed: "You must be so angry with me?"

Buck honestly said: "I will never mention them in front of you again when I see you. When I see you, I feel that I am alive and no longer a walking corpse. I used to be heartless and very bored to them. Since this is the case, I will simply be shameless."

Natasha put her hips on her hips, wanting domestic violence, but she has no place to attack the dead man holding her daughter. She has always been calm in front of her, and she stood in the water and stomped her feet hard without relieving her hatred. She turned around and threw the high heels in her hand ashore, then turned around and pierced herself into the river!

Buck had no time to jump into the water to pick up the shawl floating on the water surface. He stretched his neck hard but didn't see where the child's mother was. He had to turn around embarrassedly and pick up the high heels on the shore covered with stones. He stood at a higher point and tried to distinguish the shimmering waves and whirlpools in the river. I guess someone on the railings on the elevated road above his head saw the scene of "devouring himself by throwing himself into the water" and shouted: "I've dived! Call the police quickly! Call..."

The depressed Buck raised his head and opened his throat: "Just jump! She can cross the river back and forth! Don't make trouble!"

Sure enough, I soon saw a girl who was plunging into the water suddenly popping up on the water surface, and then swam straight towards the opposite bank hundreds of meters!

The shouting on his head turned into a scream.

Like a husband-looking man, Buck stood blankly on the big stone, waiting boredly.

Natasha swam against the river with long hands and wide arms, and probably half of it, before turning around and swimming back. This is not the static water of the swimming pool. The water flow of tens of thousands of cubic meters per second is very terrifying. The girl swam out in a silence and swam back as if it was, and walked back from where she jumped into the water again. It was extremely laborious and required skills. Buck quickly jumped off the stone and handed Burberry's shawl scarf as a water wipe towel. Natasha didn't kick him, and grabbed it hard as a bath towel wrapped around the curved body and walked up the water surface. Buck followed behind.

As they were about to walk up the stone steps of the river bank to Binjiang Road, Natasha turned around and said, "Impossible! I don't believe that women can tolerate their husbands falling in love with other women at the same time! The bad habits of you Chinese people are really unreasonable!"

Buck was still honest: "Actually, there is no such bad habit now, and it is all about me who caused this situation. But if that misunderstanding did not happen, maybe I would be a retired mercenary who lived a small life with my wife and daughter in the outskirts of Kharkov. But now it is like this, everything is different. I will treat everyone in my life well and cherish you even more."

Natasha's hands were raised, and Buck also stepped forward and put his face up. The girl looked up at the dazzling night capital across the river. Yuqing has a shape similar to the famous night view of Victoria Harbor in Hong Kong. Because of the geographical characteristics of the mountain city and the large number of high-rise buildings built recently, it has formed a three-dimensional urban pattern. The Binjiang Road here is the best viewing angle, colorful and bright neon lights, wonderful and fantastic laser lights and shadows, endless flowing headlights and rows of street lights, and bright windows like stars, just like the vast Milky Way, making people feel how small their individual is. The educated girl took deep breaths, took deep breaths, and quietly breathed, as if she had calmed down. Suddenly, she asked a stupid sentence: "How many people are there in this... city?"

Buck was stunned for a moment, looked back and searched for the numbers in his memory, not sure: "Thirty million? It seems that this is the promotion on TV."

Natasha shouted, probably surprised by this number: "How many men are there in polygamous?"

Barker has never done statistics: "Even if I am the only one, I don't know what others do, but there must be."

Natasha nodded: "Okay, there are only more than 40 million people in Ukraine. Those damn corrupt officials and mobsters always have a group of lovers. You are like one in ten million of this kind of weirdo!"

Buck quickly explained: "I really love everyone!"

Natasha had calmed down: "Yes, I just want to say this. I will see what the situation is like for you, and I will also see whether these women love you or money, and how much will they endure their patience against each other! Let's see!"

Then let’s take a look!

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Chapter completed!