Theodore Shapiro did not expect that Betty wanted to choose to go climbing on the weekend. When he received her call the next morning, he was a little surprised.
After changing into a casual outfit, Theodore Shapiro appeared in the downstairs of Betty's district.
Theodore Shapiro wore a pair of grey and white sportswear. When she saw that she had mentioned so many things and went downstairs, he immediately got off the car and helped her take over.
Betty was not polite to him. After he gave him the things in his hand, he suddenly said, "I might rent a tent at the foot of the mountain. There is a piece of grass on the top of the mountain. I want to spend the night there and wait for the next day's sunrise, is it convenient for you to spend the night together on the mountain? If you don't have time, I'll ask my friends to go together. "
Theodore Shapiro's eyes brightened. Betty actually wanted to spend the night with him in a tent on the mountain. Could he say that he wanted nothing?
Even though he could not agree immediately, Theodore Shapiro maintained his manners and restraint. He smiled slightly and nodded in agreement, "If you don't dislike it, of course, I'm willing to wait for the sunrise."
"Let's go, let's go. I'll still have a few friends from college. Don't let them wait." Betty actually planned this trip with her friends a long time ago. WithTheodore Shapiro, this was an accident, but it did not even bother her life.
"Do you have anyone else?" Theodore Shapiro's inner joy had been discounted. He thought that he and Betty were just two of them. He wanted to show boyfriend's strength and protect her from the night. He was afraid that she would pounce into his arms without help in the dark.
Obviously, he was thinking too much.
"Right, didn't I tell you yesterday?" Betty was stunned.
"No, you only invited me to accompany you." Theodore Shapiro laughed in his heart.
"Oh, maybe I drank last night. I don't have a good memory. I still have three friends, two women and a man." Betty said as she got into her car. The sports car was just a million—dollar black off—roader that looked very popular.
Betty's concept of money was not very strong. She had never been short of money since she was young, and her expenses were limited, so she didn't care about what Theodore Shapiro drove.
Theodore Shapiro's mood was very good. It was like a dream came into reality. Along the way, he wanted to hum a few songs to listen to.
Betty was a living woman. She sat in the car and only occasionally asked Theodore Shapiro a few words. Most of them were looking at the scenery outside the window.
Theodore Shapiro really enjoyed the feeling of being alone with her. Her quietness, in his view, was not as delicate as it might be because there was already a small and rude little princess at home. The more she looked, the more she loved.
"Betty, why don't you ask about my family?" Theodore Shapiro could not help but say.
"Oh, what's happening in your family?" Betty asked as if she remembered.
The man looked a little stiff. She didn't seem to care too much about him, but it had only been a few days since they had known each other, and he couldn't ask too much. It's a rare thing.
"My grandmother has already passed away, my brother has also left in a car accident in the early years, and two uncles." Theodore Shapiro briefly introduced.
"Oh, got it." Betty nodded.
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