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Chapter 223 Whispers

In New York City, the sunlight always gives people the feeling that it is not enough, but as the sun sets in the west, looking from the seaside, the billowing red clouds erupting from the sunlight cross the boundless skyline that stands in this huge city.

When the high-rise buildings spread out over the sky, it always gives people an indescribable feeling of awe. When the vehicle entered the gate of the manor, Jiaming was sitting in the back seat watching this scene, and Heidi knelt on the passenger seat,

He lay on the back of the chair with his hands and looked at him with bright eyes.

"How long are you going to play here?"

"Uh...it depends on the situation."

"what's the situation?"

"Keep it secret...uh, Marilyn..."

"What?"

Before Heidi could express her anger, almost at the same time that Jiaming called out her name, Marilyn turned her head back like a reflex. Then there was a bang, and the front of the car hit the fountain in the square in front of the manor that needed to be detoured.

, since it was originally driving slowly, this time it only startled Marilyn and her daughter, but there was no problem.

"Well, I just think... you seemed to be driving a little absent-mindedly just now, uh, a little crooked..."

Jiaming spread his hands. Marilyn in front of him blinked and was silent for two seconds. Then he smiled with a red face. Seeing that someone was already walking over, she opened the door and walked out, followed by Jiaming and Heidi.

After getting out of the car, the woman in a brown trench coat leaned over and looked at the damaged area in front of her. Then she held the front of the car and stroked her hair helplessly. She shrugged with a smile and tapped her high heels on the ground a few times. This was her

The habitual movements when hesitating or at a loss, now seem full of sexy and charming.

"Uh... Tommy, can you please help me take this car to be repaired?" She handed the key to a strong black man who approached first, and she said with a smile, "I have a guest."

"OK." The black man made a friendly gesture of no problem, but couldn't help but glance at Jiaming a few more times. This manor seemed to occupy a very large area. In addition to the largest main villa in front, there were also other buildings around it.

There are many villas and huts of different shapes scattered around. It looks like a village or a military base. It is evening. You can see many people walking around from far and near. Many of them can be clearly seen at a glance.

They are patrolling, and most of these are members of the Salier Mafia.

"Let's go, take you to where Heidi and I live, um, it's that little house over there."

Following the direction Marilyn pointed, it was a two-story building in a central location very close to the residence. It was a little smaller than the surrounding buildings, but with only two people living there, it was quite large.

, Heidi had already waved her hands and ran ahead. During this period, many men and women from far and near looked at her with interest. She must be very curious that Marilyn and her daughter would have such a "friend".

Since the death of Tang Jingyao, Marilyn, who was originally a little autistic, chose to participate in part of the family business. She began to communicate and have more contact with people. She was a sought-after campus beauty, pursuer, and courteous in the university more than ten years ago.

Many of them are well-rounded in shopping malls and have the ability to get both sides. But in private interactions, they rarely have real friends. Even Joseph, who is very popular in the Salier family, maintains a clear distance.

Jiaming had heard Heidi talk about these things. How his mother silenced people when negotiating with people, how Uncle Joseph was rejected by his mother, and so on.

When he came to the small building and entered the door, Jia Ming glanced behind him and saw a fat old man in a black suit sending a guest out at the door of the main villa of the manor not far away.

But looking this way, Marilyn turned around and said, "Come in." Then she saw the man and nodded from a distance.

"Your father?"

"Well, my father."

Victor Salier is the current godfather of this mafia family, but his identity is not enough to arouse any unnecessary thoughts in Jiaming. He nodded, followed Marilyn into the house, and then closed the door.





Dinner was takeout from a Chinese restaurant outside.

Marilyn's original plan was to cook by herself and show off her skills to Jiaming, but firstly it was too late, and secondly there was not much inventory at home. Finally, after she made the ambition to "go shopping tomorrow",

Marilyn finally made a call for takeout. The three of them had a pleasant meal, with lazy heating and warm lighting. The three of them sat at a simple dining table. They didn't know whether this scene should be named "

"Mother and children" or "mature woman's young husband and their daughter" is better.

After eating, they took turns taking a shower. Jiaming and Heidi sat on the blanket and played games in front of the TV. After a while, Marilyn also came out wearing a white nightgown, curling up her white calves on the sofa behind, combing her hair.

Use a hair dryer

Drying her hair, she watched the two playing games. At about nine o'clock, the door came, and Marilyn walked over to open the door. Mixed in the sounds of the game and Heidi's occasional excited shouts, Mary could vaguely hear the sound beside the door. Marilyn

Lian just opened the door slightly, as if she had no intention of letting the man in, but she could still see that standing outside the door was Joseph, who had met Jia Ming before.

"Can I go in..."

"Sorry, already..."

"I heard you have a guest..."

"Friends from China, you have seen..."

"That time he took you away without saying a word. That was very dangerous..."

"That's my freedom."

"...I just care about you."

"Thanks……"

"I want to know the purpose of his coming here...Although he is a child, he is...dangerous..."

"I don't think...that's his freedom and has nothing to do with you..."

"The safety of the family must be guaranteed..."

"I take responsibility for any consequences..."

"The Gambino family is now..."

"……I see."

The two people's voices were vague, and later they seemed to have a quarrel with their voices suppressed. Last time in Jianghai, Jia Ming's behavior of directly taking Marilyn and Heidi away obviously gave Joseph a very bad impression, but Marilyn's attitude

Determined, he naturally couldn't say anything. The two of them talked at the door for about five or six minutes. Marilyn closed the door, then curled up on the sofa with her body shivering from the cold wind outside, holding a big pillow.

Hold him in his arms.

"so cold……"

"Why don't you let him in and keep the door open to chat with him?"

"Mommy never let him in because he wanted to pursue Mommy." Holding the game console, Heidi replied with a smile, "After returning from China this year, he and Mommy had a fight, and then

Mommy didn't let him in. Grandpa said it was because Mommy was timid and afraid that she would fall in love with Uncle Joseph if he let him in."

"Is it true?"

"Tch, play your game..."

"Grandpa said it. It's none of my business."

The three of them talked and laughed, and no one mentioned anything too sensitive, such as why Jiaming came. Even Heidi understood after being in contact with Jiaming for so long.

Most of these questions were taboo that she shouldn't ask. Even if she asked, she would probably be asking for trouble. Marilyn sat in the back, occasionally taking over the controller from Jiaming or her daughter, and being brutally abused by her opponent on the screen.

, warm laughter, until... late at night...





If you do the same thing, it will gradually become a habit, just like the relationship between Jiaming and Marilyn, the first time happened by accident, and the second time happened because of taking into account each other's feelings.

The third time, in the end, the meaning of doing this has long been blurred, but after getting used to some things, they become the reason to verify one's existence to the other party. Therefore, when the door is opened in the middle of the night, the man wearing sleeping clothes

Jiaming's soft body squeezed into the quilt, and Jiaming didn't feel anything unnatural.

"Can you let me sleep here for a while?" In the darkness, the woman spoke softly.

"You didn't even sleep in your clothes before."

"If you want to see...just turn on the light..."

"Heh...that's good."

Their bodies were close together and their hands were placed on each other's bodies. However, there were not many follow-up actions. After a long time, the woman's whisper was heard: "Is there something important this time?"

"Come and kill some people."

"Well..." Their cheeks rubbed together in the dark, and Marilyn made a comfortable sound. She didn't seem to care too much about Jiaming's answer. After a moment, she said: "How many people have you killed? Will you stay here for a while?"

"

"Kill them until they are scared... something happened." Gently, the hand slid down along the curve of the woman's back, to her buttocks and thighs, and then slowly lifted the hem of her skirt and slid into the woman's back.

Mysterious area: "It's already so wet..."

"Have a shower...haven't done it yet..."

"Oh, it's been four or five hours..."

"Um, um... I don't know why, you've been like this ever since I saw you..."

"So the car crashed?"

"Well...from then...to now..." With a soft gasp, she curled up her slender legs to facilitate the other party to take off the thin lace cloth from her nightgown, and then

, the hand reached in again, and soon after, Jiaming laughed.

"What would you do if I said... I have to go out tonight for something?"

After hesitating for a while, she bit her lower lip and whispered: "Well...help me...with your hands...ok..."


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