Became a vicious male mother

30. Departed without saying goodbye



30. Departed without saying goodbye

In the early morning, before dawn, the small nightlight on the desk cast a soft glow, like a thin veil draped over the room. Gu Xinglan was curled up on Xiao Zhang's sofa, her stomach covered with a small yellow blanket.

At this time, there were already whispering conversations coming and going outside in the stairwell, along with the clanging of pots and pans.

You have to wake up, whether you want to or not.

Gu Xinglan slowly opened her eyes, her whites covered with bloodshot veins, her face full of weariness, and her whole body shrouded in a gloom.

"Sleep a little longer, I've already cleaned up for you." Lin Cheng'an, wearing an apron and a mask, was bending over by the sofa.

Upon hearing this, drowsiness immediately enveloped me.

My sense of happiness is soaring.

He immediately closed his eyes, his mind became hazy, and he quickly fell asleep.

The person sleeping on the sofa looked peaceful, their long eyelashes trembling gently like beige moth wings under the nightlight.

Lin Chengan looked at it for a while, then turned off the nightlight on the table.

Without the lights, the room was plunged into darkness instantly.

But Lin Chengan was not affected. He gently pulled down his mask, revealing a straight and high nose bridge. The black-rimmed glasses that should have been on his nose were gone, and his eyes were dark and deep.

He probably had a urge to masturbate.

Lin Cheng'an, his index and middle fingers calloused from holding a pen for so long, lightly placed them on Gu Xinglan's eyes. Then, with extremely slow movements, he moved them down to her nose and lips...

Time passed slowly, and all I could hear was the sound of my heart beating.

His breathing became abnormally excited, and Lin Chengan paused in pulling his belt with his other hand.

"Xinglan, are you asleep?"

The sound was as low as the midnight breeze, creating only barely perceptible ripples.

Lin Chengan's chest heaved more and more violently until a flash of white light appeared in his mind. He quickly used the mask he had taken off to catch the traces, leaving no evidence behind.

His eyes didn't even blink; he kept staring at the person on the sofa the whole time.

My mood was better than ever before at this moment.

If you ignore someone who's spying on you.

It should be said that we should look at it openly and honestly.

Lin Chengan squatted quietly for a while, then used his clean hands to support himself on the floor and stood up.

His eyes went straight into the small room.

A dark figure, about half a person's height, stood straight by the door frame.

I vaguely remember him; he's a child from the Li family.

Lin Chengan smirked, waved his hand, and left with the dirty items and the crossbody bag on the table.

There was still a strange smell lingering in the air.

In her sleep, Gu Xinglan frowned uneasily, her lips trembling as if in a cold wind, uttering weak, intermittent murmurs.

I don't know how long I slept until my phone rang.

Gu Xinglan struggled to pull out her phone, her eyes barely open and her voice hoarse, unable to utter a sound.

[Madam, you asked me to drive to the main gate of Happiness Residential Area to pick up the young master, but he's not here...]

Gu Xinglan snapped out of his daze, startled, and quickly hung up the phone. His hands didn't stop; he frantically texted the driver: [Wait there.]

The iron bed in the room was empty; there was no toilet or kitchen either.

"Xinglan?"

Gu Xinglan was startled and quickly asked, "Have you seen the child next to me?"

Lin Chengan was holding the test papers in his arms and had a shoulder bag on his shoulder, looking like he was going to a tutoring class.

System: [This person has repeated his studies for many years, and no school in Wushui is willing to accept him anymore, so he can only enroll in a self-study program.]

"You can provide this information, so why can't you tell me where the target is?" Gu Xinglan raised an eyebrow.

System: [Last night...did you feel unwell at all?]

The electronic sound was unusually abnormal.

He was shrouded in gloom and had no extra energy to ponder the strange noises of the system.

"You probably went out to play? There's a playground for kids nearby." Lin Cheng'an shrugged and changed the subject, saying, "Breakfast is in the kitchen; it'll be better to heat it up before eating."

Gu Xinglan focused on the first half of the sentence, and nodded helplessly: "Thank you."

It's only a little past six o'clock now, and he's only slept for less than two hours.

The playground that Lin Chengan mentioned was actually just a low plastic house and a faded slide.

You should go back now.

The fever subsided, and given Li Hetai's shrewdness, he had nothing to worry about.

The luxury cars outside the community gate were too conspicuous, so Gu Xinglan walked to the "playground," bent over, and sat on the edge of the low building, looking out.

Less than a second after the message was sent, the luxury car silently drove away from the entrance of the residential area without the slightest hesitation. About half a minute later, the driver replied, seemingly disgusted with the place.


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