Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Yin Yanyan, if you have some potential, you have nothing to do with him now. Don't think about him even a little bit!

Think of something else, think of something else...

Ah, no, my son’s window is not closed yet!

His little bed is right next to the window...[

Although she was scared to death, Yin Yanyan could no longer lie down and lifted up the quilt with a cry. [Baidu + Google search www

I subconsciously turned on the light, but it didn't turn on.

The room was still dark.

Damn it, the wires in this house are so old, the electricity must have been disconnected somewhere after it rained...

There was constant thunder rumbling outside, and lightning flashed one after another, making the room flicker in light and dark, making it look like it was haunted.

Yin Yanyan simply covered her ears and stumbled into her son's cabin.

He quickly closed the window with half-squinted eyes, and vaguely saw a car parked under the dim streetlight not far downstairs from the corner of his eye.

After all, Yin Yanyan comes from a wealthy family and has studied cars. With just one glance, she can recognize that this car is a limited edition Lamborghini.

The community she lives in is an old community.

Ruined buildings and narrow streets

The residents here are not wealthy, and most of them live in the middle and lower classes of society.

How could such a luxury car come out of a neighborhood like this?

She glanced again subconsciously.

The Lamborghini was turned off, and no one could be seen inside under the dim street lights.

Probably - you're here to find someone, right?

Yin Yanyan shook her head, no matter who she was looking for, this person had nothing to do with her.

There was less lightning outside, but it still frightened her.

She didn't dare to stay at the window any longer, so she turned back and climbed into her son's bed.

On such a thundering and rainy day, the little guy didn't wake up and slept soundly.[

Yin Yanyan hugged his warm little body and smelled the faint fragrance of milk on his body, feeling much more at ease.

Suddenly I felt the urge to cry.

It's great that she has her son by her side. No matter how many people betray her, at least her son will not betray her.

In this world, she is no longer alone...

She tucked her son's quilt back, kissed him on the forehead, and fell asleep in a daze.

"It turns out - she lives here now."

In the Langiboni car, Ye Yanmo was leaning on the driver's seat, looking at the dark window on the top floor and not knowing what he was feeling.

A familiar suffocating pain hit my heart, spreading out one after another.

He rubbed his brows, and he didn't understand why he was here.

Maybe he knew that she was afraid of thunder and would be afraid alone?

Or has protecting her become an ingrained habit?

So when he saw the first flash of lightning on the horizon in the hotel, he couldn't sit still anymore and drove over.

Her address was given to him by the private detective. He only took one glance and remembered the name of the community.

He was not familiar with this city, but fortunately the car had a navigation system, which made it easy for him to find it.

He parked the car under her arms, but didn't have the courage to get in.

He didn't find her. When he didn't see her, he only wanted to find her first.

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