I love you, I won't kill you

"Hey, young girl mother, we're back!" Amanda happily walked into the living room and called Angie.

"Amanda, what makes you so happy?" Angie asked softly as she walked to Julie and picked up the shopping bag.

Julie smiled and said, "We decided to go to Chicago tonight for Valentine's Day."

Angie suddenly said happily, "Really? Oh, this is so good and sweet!"

"Hey Angie, look what we got for your little angel?" Amanda called, standing in front of the sofa.

"Diapers, baby food, milk powder... such a large pile of things, I'm afraid they won't be used up in six weeks." Angie said with a look of gratitude.

"Angie, now is the time when your baby needs the most care, and I want to do my best to help you." Julie said while sorting out various supplies.

"Thank you, Julie, Amanda!" Angie was moved and hugged Julie.

She knew that instead of expressing her gratitude with reserved and polite words like in China, it would be better to accept gifts from others generously.At least doing so is in line with the interpersonal relationship of Westerners.

Seeing Julie hugging her precious daughter, she suddenly asked curiously, "Julie, it's not Thanksgiving tomorrow, why are you going back to your parents' house in Chicago for vacation?"

With their two-month-old baby girl in their arms, Jolie and Angie walked to the sofa and sat down.After handing over the baby girl to Angie, he asked softly, "You really decided to send your child to an adoptive family?"

Angie nodded helplessly, "I just hope that the child won't hate me and her father when she grows up."

Amanda interjected at this moment, "Yes, the father of the child?! Angie, you must find this son of a bitch when you return to China. If he doesn't admit that the child is his, I am willing to go to China to take this son of a bitch The raised ones were brought to the United States to stand trial."

"Sweetheart, Angie's boyfriend is not a terrorist, you will scare Angie." Julie shook her head.

"Angie, in fact, the two of us went back to Chicago not only for Valentine's Day, but also for your children." Then he said.

"For my child? I see, you want your parents to adopt my child!?" Angie asked in surprise.

Julie smiled and reached out to stroke the baby girl's face, "Yes. You know my situation very well, but Amanda's situation is more complicated. Because she works in the army, it is currently impossible to give your daughter Provides a great environment to grow in."

"It's just..." Angie argued.

"Listen to me. You are our good friend and I will do my best to help you. Do you trust me?"

"Yes, I do. Just, your parents...?"

"Angie, Julie's parents live in a wealthy white area in the north of Chicago. That place, uh, is very similar to Beverly Hills in Los Angeles." Amanda said while leaning on the sofa and watching a TV show.

"Angie, she exaggerated. But my parents' living conditions are enough to make your daughter happy and live happily." Julie said.

Angie stared at her, nodded, "Thank you, Julie."

Julie said again, "You don't need to thank me first, I still need to ask for their opinions on this matter. You know, it takes a certain amount of time and legal procedures to adopt a child."

....................

At 8:05 in the evening, Angie sent Julie and the two to the door of the apartment.Staring at them, he warned, "Drive carefully! If you are tired, remember to find a motel to rest for the night."

Amanda put her hands in her jeans pockets. "Yeah, yeah. Angie, it's just over 870 miles from Yale to Chicago, and we'll be there in 14 hours."

Julie took one look at her and said to Angie, "Don't worry, we'll be fine. Take care of your baby, okay?"

The two left the apartment building and came to the car parked on the side of the road.Amanda glanced at Julie, "Your parents have time to take care of a two-month-old baby?"

Before opening the car door, Julie shook her head, "I don't know. If they don't want to, I can only find a suitable adoptive family for Angie in Chicago."

"So, what about the child care center?" Amanda asked.

"I want to do the same. But, you heard what Angie said. If her children become thieves, homeless, drug addicts or prostitutes in the future, she will definitely abandon them now." Julie was very calm. Said.

"Oh, okay." Amanda said and opened the car door.

"Good evening, Amanda." The car navigator - "Artemis" said in a sweet voice.

"Good evening, Artemis." Amanda sat in.

"Artemis? Well, it seems that you have a new girlfriend." Julie sat in the passenger seat and said something calmly.

"Come on, it's just a machine! Well, call it a bumblebee if you want."

"No! Shelby 'Cobra' GT500 is cooler and stronger than the Camaro SS. Well, I like it!" Julie suddenly had a smile on her face, and she cupped Amanda's face and kissed it.

"Let's go!" Amanda stepped on the gas pedal.The black and cool Shelby "Cobra" GT500 flicked its tail, accompanied by a scream of the rear wheels rubbing against the road, and drove quickly towards Highway 95.

The route given by "Artemis" is 875 miles (about 1408 kilometers) and takes 13 hours and 54 minutes.In the eyes of ordinary people, this is quite long, and it is indeed necessary to stop for a rest or fill up the gas before going on the road.

Amanda didn't mean to stop, unless it was about refueling.Julie didn't know what she experienced in Iraq, but she said that she had carried out a 72-hour reconnaissance mission without any sleep during the mission.

But she didn't understand why Amanda, who was a Marine Corps pilot, had to act with the ground troops until she completed her service in Iraq.

On February 2th, at 14:10 in the morning, Amanda, who drove an overnight bus, kept her original mental state and parked the car in front of the small building of Julie's parents' house on North Horne Avenue.

Julie looked at Amanda when she got off the car, "Are you sure, you don't need to rest for a few hours?"

Amanda walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk, "No. Take it easy, I just drove for 14 hours, not 14 hours of continuous firefights with Sunni militants."

"No, now that you have returned to China, I will not allow you to do this."

"Wait, what's in your bag?"

"Nothing, just a few self-defense weapons."

Julie quickly opened the black gun bag, "God! Self-defense weapons need two shotguns, two pistols, and combat knives?"

Amanda chuckled, "That's right. Well, half of the weapons are prepared for you."

"Okay. Just...do you have your gun license?"

"What? Come on, owning a gun to protect yourself is our right under the Federal Constitution."

"Come on, don't talk to a J.D. about the Federal Constitution. I mean, the city of Chicago is an exception, understand?"

"No problem, Ms. Mitchell." Amanda disapproved and took out her and Julie's luggage.

"Do you think I'm interfering with your personal freedom and privacy?" Julie asked solemnly.

"No! But I believe that love is selfish." Amanda smiled.

"Honey, I love you. It's just...Chicago is really an exception in all of America."

"Of course. I know there's a 1982 ban on guns that came from the Chicago City Council."

After taking a bath, changing clothes, and eating something to replenish their strength, the two of them lay on Julie's big bed in silk nightgowns.Julie turned over and pressed on Amanda, "Honey, are you still angry with me?"

Amanda reached under her dressing gown and stroked, "Well, of course. But first..."

Before she could finish speaking, Julie pressed her lips tightly to the lips of the person below her.After a few minutes of passionate kissing, sitting on Amanda straightened her upper body, she took off her nightgown with a smile...

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