It's hard to describe what it was like.

When I woke up, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon, the futon was soft, the room was warm and comfortable, and vaguely, someone put something next to her pillow, and then gently picked up her bare calf outside the futon, pulled up the quilt and covered her.

After doing this, the man went to the inside and closed the curtains, picked up the bathrobe thrown on the ground and put it into the bathroom, and when he went out, the figure that was not too tall was vaguely Jia Ming.

The problem of low blood pressure had always been with her, and it took a long time for these confused images to become concrete signals in her mind, and she lay there quietly, laughing softly. After a few moments, she sat up with her body propped up, the futon slid down from her satin-like skin, until her entire naked upper body was exposed to the air, and then she gently pulled the quilt on, looking in the direction of the bathroom, her cheeks bulging with a little anger.

This badass...... His own set of clothes had been changed in the bathroom during the shower, and now he also took the bathrobe, obviously just wanted to let himself run around without clothes, for Jiaming's prank, she smiled angrily and annoyedly, but of course no one will see it at this time, what does it matter if you don't wear clothes. Just as she was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, she also noticed something that Jiaming had placed next to the bed. At that moment, she realized that it was her nymphomaniac head who complicated things.

Neatly folded, the whole set of winter clothes from clothes to shoes and socks was placed next to her, I don't know when, the boy who had been in the car with her all night had gotten up, and got these things in this still strange town, arranged everything she needed, and then quietly disappeared......

Quiet room. My heart suddenly felt very soft and warm, as if it only existed in memories now, and my mother was still in that perfect time, and I had never felt since my mother left......

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After wearing clothes, shoes and socks, the woman standing in front of the changing mirror was wearing a light gray winter coat lined with yellow warm fluff, and a big hat on the back of the clothes, which looked very warm. The bottom body is simple brown trousers, warm sneakers, and the whole outfit is designed to wrap her thickly. is completely American and practical, and her slender figure cannot be highlighted, and there is no need to highlight the relatively tall figure in the United States, only the quiet and beautiful face still has some room for showmanship...... This is her opinion of herself, posing a few poses in front of the mirror,,

Jia Ming is good at everything. It's aesthetic ability...... Just a medium level......

With such a grudge in his heart, he went to knock on the door of Jiaming's basement, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. He pouted his lips and turned to go downstairs, only to find that Jiaming was already sitting at the coffee table on the first floor, chatting happily with the young black man named Mike, and when he saw her come down, he stood up and waved his hand.

"Finally woke up, Mike was already waiting for you here just now, I ordered you something to eat, and asked her to deliver it immediately."

"Hmm." Smiling and sitting down in Jiaming's position, "What do you say?" ”

"Ugh. Relate...... Some things in China, I heard about ...... Miss Zhang, are you a teacher? ”

As soon as Yahan came, Mike began to talk to her a little awkwardly, and Yahan replied casually, and the black lad became fluent again, and after a while. Jia Ming came over with a plate and put the food in front of Yahan. Then sat down beside her.

"What are you talking about?"

"Just talk about what you just talked about."

Jia Ming's eyes widened: "Isn't it, you're also interested in that thing?" ”

"What are you interested in, aren't you talking about China?"

"Uh......" Jia Ming was stunned for a moment, and then the men at both ends of the table looked at each other and smiled, "That's right, that's right...... That's it, we just said you're a teacher, hehe......"

It's basically the same as McDy's question, but the laughter between the two is really weird, and Yahan originally only maintained a polite and perfunctory attitude towards the black boy. At this time, he looked at him a few more times because of Jia Ming, and after the two of them saw each other, he buried his head in eating: "I don't care what you say...... Mysterious ......"

Probably because Fang Cai's topic is too sensitive, since Yahan is here at this time, it is not suitable to continue, Jiaming's personality is already cold, especially Mike's attention is on Yahan at this time, he is too lazy to find extra topics, just turn his head to look at the snow scene outside the window. It turns out that these dark-skinned races who invented rap are still relatively talkative, Mike randomly found a few topics, Yahan felt Jia Ming's gaze on his face, occasionally raised his head and said perfunctory, and the topic at the table continued proudly. Just while eating, she was also a little depressed in her heart, according to what this guy named Mike said, if he let him take himself

Ming went to play outside the town to see, wouldn't he have to face this light bulb all day today, and was about to find some reason to stay in the room and be alone with Jia Ming, when there was a wind chime at the door, and the white policeman he had seen this morning also walked in, said hello to Mike here, and then sat next to him with a glass of wine.

"Hey Viren, off work?"

"yes, it's got it now." In the morning, he didn't look too carefully at Yahan and the others, and sitting opposite him at this time, this person couldn't help but glance at Yahan a few times, and then said absentmindedly, "Did you watch the news?" ”

"What?" Mike shrugged, "I've been busy all morning, watching some news." ”

"Last night in New York was really exciting, with almost the biggest shootout ever, three streets blocked in Manhattan, followed by a car chase that lasted nearly an hour, and a sports car went on a rampage all over New York City and then straight out of the Washington Bridge...... Mike, can you believe that there are people who can speed more than 150 kilometers in New York in this kind of weather? ”

Maybe there was also a reason for Yahan's attention, he said it in an excited tone, and sure enough, Yahan raised his head and glanced at Jiaming weakly, in the field of vision, Jiaming's eyes widened, looking like a curious baby who was absolutely harmless to humans and animals, waiting for the police to continue the matter. Mike also opened his mouth wide: "How is it possible, only God can do such a thing, yes will destroy the car and kill people!" ”

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"Then he is God." "Behind me I don't know how many enemies there are, that sports car not only managed to escape from New York, but also killed a helicopter, just twenty kilometers south of the woods, we have now found the wreckage of the sports car, and the wreckage of the helicopter, the FBI from New York is still in the woods, maybe the driver has fled...... Our side ......"

As he spoke, his eyes turned to Jiaming and Yahan in confusion, the two looked at each other, and Jiaming said, "No, you won't think it's us, right?" ”

"Uh, this, you ......"

"Please, Viren, they're my friends." The blacks on the side protested dissatisfied, "though they also had some trouble...... Do you think they look like people who can race cars in New York? What do you think it looks like? ”

Yahan's appearance is absolutely gentle and feminine, endearing, and doesn't look like a person who does bad things, as for Jiaming, it feels like a perfect expression of a concept: this guy can't do anything. Viren glanced at them twice, and then laughed too: "Hehe, if it's you, my advice to you is not to let the FBI send + lift the plane have a shootout, haha......"

"Hmm." Jia Ming nodded decently, "As long as you don't pull out your gun, I promise I'll only take out those FBIs." ”

The men laughed in unison, and after a moment, the black man asked, "What is the matter?" Is the mafia in full swing? ”

"I don't know yet." Viren shook his head, "I'm just a small police officer, where do I know so much, but the mafia in the past didn't have such a scale, and this is New York, not Chicago in the twenties and thirties, we said in the police station, is it the Colombian drug lords or the Chinese triad, those drug lords do have such a big hand, and they have no brains, but I don't think this thing is like a triad style, they prefer to do things in secret." ”

After talking about this for a while, the wind chimes of the small hotel rang again, and this time three tall young black men came in, and when they saw Viren and Mike sitting here, the one at the head came over with a frown, and the two of them stood up immediately.

"Hi Mike, what a bonus, are you back,. Can I understand it that way...... Now it's time to settle the matter between us. He stood at the table, his hands clasped in front of his chest, his tall and sturdy body was very oppressive, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the two outsiders on the other side, and stayed on Yahan's face for a few seconds. But in the tone, there is no kindness at all.

"Don't make a fuss. Garmor. Viren patted the table gently, "The matter between you and Mike is just because of Jessica, and now Jessica is not following you or Mike, is your business not over?" ”

"It's nothing to do with Jessica, it's between men." Nagamore said, "We have to have a solution to our affairs, do you want to meddle?" Viren? As a police officer? ”

"If you like." Viren didn't retreat.

“OK。” The tall Gammor nodded, stood at the table, and looked like a godfather and stretched out his hand to Mike, word by word, "You're a coward." Jiaming tilted his head to the side and pouted in boredom.