Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

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Yin Yanyan, you are promising, you have nothing to do with him now, don't think about him at all!

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

Ah, no, my son's window is still open!

His crib is next to the window again...[

Although he was terribly afraid, Yin Yanyan couldn't lie down anymore, and lifted the quilt with a loud sound. [Baidu + Google search www>

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

It was still dark inside.

Damn it, the wires in this house are too old, it must be connected to the electricity when it rains...

The rumbling thunder outside continued, and the lightning flashed one after another, making the room flickering and dark, as if it was haunted.

Yin Yanyan simply covered her ears, and rushed to her son's hut in a staggered manner >

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

After all, Yin Yanyan was born in a wealthy family and had studied cars before, so he could recognize this car as a limited edition Lamborghini just by looking at it.

The neighborhood she lives in is an old neighborhood >

Dilapidated buildings, narrow streets >

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

How could such a luxury car run out in such a community?

Subconsciously, she took another look.

The Lamborghini was turned off, and there was no one in it under the dim street lights.

Probably—he came to find someone, right?

Yin Yanyan shook her head, no matter who this person is looking for has nothing to do with her.

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

She didn't dare to stay by the window any longer, so she turned back and climbed onto 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, smelling the faint milky fragrance on his body, she felt much more at ease.

Suddenly there is an urge to cry.

It's good to have her son with her, no matter how many people betray her, at least her son will not betray her.

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

Tucking her son's quilt and kissing him on the forehead, she fell asleep in a daze.

"It turns out—she lives here now."

In the Lankiboni car, Ye Yanmo leaned on the driver's seat, looking at the dark window on the top floor, and didn't know what it was like.

A familiar suffocation hit my heart, and it spread slowly.

He rubbed the space between his brows, and he didn't understand why he came here.

Maybe it's because she knows she's afraid of thunder, but she's afraid by herself?

Or has protecting her become a deeply ingrained habit?

So when he saw the first bolt of lightning flashing across the sky in the hotel, he couldn't sit still anymore and drove here.

Her address was given to him by the private detective back then, and he remembered the name of the neighborhood after just one glance.

He is not familiar with this city, but fortunately, the car has a navigation system, which allows him to find it easily.

Parked the car under her arms, but didn't have the courage to go up.

When he didn't find her, when he didn't see her, he only wanted to find her first. Bleak Bleak 