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Chapter 482 hug me to sleep

Hidden Killing Volume 9 Final Round Chapter 482 Hug me to sleep

Di cried imagelessly on the bridge for about ten minutes. He hugged her helplessly and walked to the side. At the corner of the street over there was a small restaurant with a glass exterior wall. There were also dining tables placed on the side of the road.

Beautiful colorful booth. Let Heidi sit down on the seat and look back. Not many people in the restaurant are looking outside.

The waiter came over. Jiaming asked for water and tissues. Heidi sat there and continued to cry. The tears kept coming. Her body twitched from time to time as she breathed rapidly. The whole face was stained, but it was not a problem with makeup. Jiaming was in the city.

He struggled for half an afternoon. Although he was not injured, his clothes were torn in two. Dust and other things were naturally stained. The woman just hugged him and cried, wiping her tears on his clothes like a cat. At this time

It became even more dirty. For a moment, Jia Ming almost felt that the poor girl who had been wandering the streets of Jianghai for a month when she was hungry and cold nine years ago appeared in front of him again.

"Okay, okay...it's enough after crying for so long. Stop crying...stop crying..."

While speaking softly, Jia Ming picked up a tissue and wiped her face. It took more than a minute for the crying to turn into choking and sobbing. Heidi was already a mature girl, with a slightly rebellious dress and hairstyle. At this time

A beautiful little face, but with an indescribable childish feeling. After watching Jiaming's shoulders shrug for a long time, he finally blinked and reacted. He smiled slightly sheepishly. Then he fell hard on the table with a bang.

After two seconds, he straightened up again.

"You...you won't do it again, you won't do it again..."

"Well. It won't be like last time."

Jiaming nodded and handed her a tissue. Heidi wiped her red eyes with some embarrassment: "Hehe..."

She finally stopped crying. The waiter who had been standing not far away and looked at him suspiciously for a long time came over hesitantly and said in a hesitant tone: "Well... may I ask... I would like to ask... is this Miss Janet...

…Well……"

Heidi pulled out three more towels from the front. She lowered her head and covered her dirty face. Under the gaze of the waiter, she snorted hard and folded them up to wipe her face.

With a slightly choked voice, she couldn't understand clearly: "No...my name is Heidi..."

"Uh...oh...ohhh..."

She said so casually. The waiter had to step away. Heidi raised her head and smiled at Jiaming. Jiaming also smiled and pointed at her cheek. The sea breeze blew. Under the warm street lamp, the girl took out the makeup box from her handbag and looked at her own face.

Then he screamed in surprise and started to make repairs in a hurry...

Although Heidi described the journey as complicated before, the journey to Marilyn's current location was really not that far. When the girl stopped crying, touched up her makeup slightly, and set off again, she arrived at her destination ten minutes later.

Downstairs. During this period, Heidi talked to Jiaming in bits and pieces about the past few years, singing, filming MVs, and life and studies. The girl who had just cried a lot was obviously well-behaved at home.

.Occasionally, Duan still shows his rebellious and playful side.

"Mom works in a pastry shop. But she should be back already... When you see her later, don't talk about what I cried just now..."

"Don't say anything if you know it can be seen..."

She warned like this, rubbed her eyes again, and then smiled brightly.

The buildings in Venice are all unique. Even an ordinary residential building is full of gorgeous European style. Below are various well-lit shops. The balconies above are distributed on the outer wall in an irregular but beautiful form.

There were pure white gauze curtains that moved slightly, and clusters of decorative flowers and plants were placed on the balcony. Heidi pointed to a balcony upstairs and then led Jiaming up. By the door of the second floor, she hesitantly dug out her hand.

Hold the key.

"I'm in front or you are in front... I want you to be in front... uh. It's me..."

She and Jiaming went back and forth several times. She still stood in front of the door and originally wanted to open it directly with the key. After thinking about it, she reached out and knocked. The stairwell was not illuminated by fluorescent lights. The yellow light was hazy.

Ambiguous. Heidi pushed the house aside. After a while, the door opened.

"Heidi..."

The sound of surprise came from Heidi calling "Mom", and there was only a "ping" sound. A white porcelain plate fell into pieces on the ground, and the surrounding area became quiet for an instant.

Marilyn stood by the door. She looked at the home next to her and opened her mouth slightly. Her breathing was rapid for a moment and her eyes blinked desperately. Her eyes wandered back and forth between the two rooms outside the door. Then she raised her right hand hesitantly.

He wanted to touch Heidi, but in the end, he gently covered his mouth.

"Ha...uh..."

Five years have passed. She has not changed much. She was not very old when she gave birth to Heidi. At this time, it seems that the little girl has narrowed the distance between them. The two of them are like sisters.

. She wore a light yellow coat and a three-quarter skirt that were easy to move around. Her long golden hair fell from her shoulders in waves. She took a deep breath.

"Mom, I'll go in first..."

"Heidi..."

There was mist in her eyes. Marilyn watched her daughter walk by and looked at Jiaming. She walked to him in two steps and seemed to want to hug him like before. But after thinking about it, she stopped.

Walking on the ground, she was so distracted for a long time. Jiaming frowned, gently hugged her waist, and pressed the plump female body against his own.

"I don't know if I can still do this. If it doesn't work anymore, just tell me. Okay..."

Marilyn shed tears and just nodded desperately.

It was just after eight o'clock. Three people were in the kitchen

Cooking dishes. The situation is like this when the three of them, Jia Ming, Ling Jing and Sha Sha, are together.

Heidi naturally didn't know how to do this. Because she saw Jiaming busy, she came in to join in the fun. She helped wash vegetables, wash rice, etc. From time to time, she was beaten by Jiaming because of her clumsiness. Mary, who had already washed her face and wiped away the tears,

Holding her daughter to protect her, her laughter was enough to bring the three of them back to the past temporarily. But because of Heidi, Marilyn seemed to be deliberately avoiding excessive contact with Jiaming, except for hugging and kissing at the door.

When Jiaming was touched, his awkward reaction of blushing and retreating showed his lust for Gaimi. Even Heidi looked a little funny.

Except for each other's positioning being a little vague, this dinner was a happy one. Just like the three of them five years ago, there were some quirky little girls, beautiful and sexy mothers, and they seemed to be regarded as the head of the family.

However, due to past relationships, Marilyn was much quieter at this time. Only Heidi asked questions and told Jiaming about her mother over the years. Only at this time did Marilyn add a few words with a smile.

It also mentioned that many men pursued their mother but were rejected. The look in Jia Jia Ming's eyes seemed to imply, "Mom has been waiting for you all these years." At this time, Marilyn always looked at her daughter with a strange look.

disturbed.

Amid Heidi's curiosity, Jia Ming also euphemistically talked about his predicament in recent years. His mind was sick and he was like a walking zombie. After a few days, in Heidi and Marilyn's statements, he finally

I know that after what happened a year ago, they once came to China and tried to find themselves. However, no matter how hard they tried, they seemed to be in vain. At that time, they thought that Jia Ming had deliberately cut off all contact with them, and finally left sadly.

After this incident, Marilyn also suffered a serious illness. Heidi left home probably because of guilt and never came back easily.

These things are in the past. It doesn't matter anymore. At most, the parties concerned are a little embarrassed. The three of them talked about these things while watching TV. At eleven o'clock in the evening, Jia Ming had to leave after all. Heidi.

Then she talked about her plan: "Jia Ming, I will go to China to sing in the future, okay?"

"Hehe. You can't let it go."

"Give it a try..."

We were talking and laughing. Marilyn sent Jiaming downstairs, probably because she was worried about her daughter's condition. They passed the stone arch bridge on the road ahead. This beautiful mother was a little silent. She was wearing a soft waistcoat. In the sea breeze, she wore high heels.

There were complicated footsteps. When Jia Ming stopped in front, she ran directly into Jia Ming and hugged her. She just stood there with her chin on the other person's shoulder, not daring to look at his face.

"I'll come find you next time when Heidi is away."

"……Um."

Marilyn nodded. At this moment, a figure rushed out from the balcony in the distance, with his hands clasped to his mouth.

"dad"

The shout echoed in the air, followed by laughter like silver bells. Both of them felt helpless. It was funny and annoying at the same time.

Not long after, Jiaming's figure disappeared from the balcony of the corner building in the distance. Heidi turned her back. With a bright smile, tears fell from her face. She couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard she tried.

It was approaching midnight. Jia Ming went to the villa where Natalie lived.

Probably because of Nata Di's prior explanation, he was not blocked by anything along the way. The entire huge villa was empty and quiet. He went straight to the second floor and pushed open the huge bedroom door belonging to Kelly. Gently

The white curtains were fluttering in the sea breeze. They were placed on a huge deck chair at the entrance of the balcony. Two women were sleeping there quietly.

Kelly was lying on her side in a pearl black transparent nightgown. Her sexy limbs were perfectly outlined in the night. She wore a black anklet on her white ankle. She was sleeping quietly like a charming and holy night.

The goddess Natalie was wearing a white nightgown. When she noticed Jia Ming coming in, she raised her head, then stood up and made a silent gesture. Jia Ming walked over and squatted down on the side of the lounge chair. Nata

Li gently stroked the hair covering Kelly's face, like a sister protecting her younger sister.

"Sometimes I really want to think about your relationship. Do you like her or are you using her? Is it you that she likes or the cross-dressed version of you..."

"I don't know either." Jia Ming looked at Kelly's sleeping posture and smiled slightly. "What about you, are you considered gay?"

"What do you think?" A beautiful smile appeared on Natalie's face. Then she tilted her head. "That's just going to bed..."

The voice spread quietly in the room. Kelly moved her body on the large bed-like recliner. Then she muttered: "I'm not here yet. It's not too noisy..." Both of them laughed.

Jiaming smiled and didn't answer, and the room fell into silence.

This silence lasted for more than a minute. Kelly finally said: "Hold me to sleep..." Jia Ming got on the recliner and hugged her gently from behind. Natalie looked there for a while and finally fell sideways.

. fell asleep quietly.

The sea breeze is still there. In the quiet room, only the white curtains are dancing gently in the sea breeze...

Early the next morning, according to the news he received, Jia Ming boarded a plane bound for Albania after saying hello to Marilyn and her daughter. In the afternoon of the same day, he met the people waiting there in Korca, a city in southern Albania.

Long Tangwei. In a sense, this is their first meeting... (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please | Lu ww.8. More chapters. Support the author. Support Pao Shu.

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