Became a vicious male mother

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The balcony door was still open.

It had just rained, and he had closed the door tightly, but now, with it wide open, Gu Xinglan stood on the balcony.

I just happened to make eye contact with a few kids running around below.

It's likely that Li Hetai saw the suspicious behavior of people on his floor from the balcony and that's why he went down.

"Gu Xinglan".

A cold, icy voice sounded from behind.

Gu Xinglan turned her head and saw Li Hetai holding clothes, his brows furrowed.

"I don't want this dress."

This pajama set is even more fluffy, with two rabbit ears on the hood, and crucially, it's white, almost the complete opposite of this person's style.

"Buy two and get 20% off. This is the only pair available for winter. I can't possibly buy you autumn ones, look how cold it is now."

The cold wind from the balcony kept blowing in, even prying open a small opening at the collar, letting in wisps of cool air. Gu Xinglan got goosebumps all over her hands from the cold and raised them up to show someone.

He walked over, took the clothes, and dusted them off several times: "If you don't want to wear them, then there's nothing I can do."

After saying that, she folded up her pajamas and put them on the sofa: "You're smart and resourceful, you have your own ideas, so you can figure it out yourself. As for me, I'm going to bed and start snoring."

The door was left ajar, and Gu Xinglan walked into the bedroom with a smile.

It rained again in the early morning, and the temperature dropped a few degrees; the balcony railings even started to feel cold.

But the bed was warm.

At six o'clock the next day, Gu Xinglan woke up on time, her face feeling cool.

They are ear-shaped ornaments on the hood.

Seeing the white shadow beside him, he smiled.

*

The program's arrangements have been finalized.

Seven days a week, someone lives a life confined to two points.

Li Hetai received systematic training in all aspects. Entering this school in the suburbs of Wushui, which was exclusively for outsiders, was like a depth charge, enough to stir up huge waves, overwhelming everything in its path and swallowing everything in its path.

Not to mention that those in front of them are all small fry.

The school is located downstream in the suburbs, where pollution is emitted from time to time, and the smell is unpleasant. Everyone is used to it and always has a bit of a smell on them. But if you don't meet a certain person, you probably won't know that there is someone who always has a light fragrance on them, and you feel comfortable when you are near them.

Even if this person is not talkative, doesn't give people a friendly look, and even speaks coldly and sarcastically, they are still very clean and their every expression seems to exude an air of nobility.

It's hard to describe the feeling of not being from the same world as them. When you try to strike up a conversation, if that person looks over, your heart starts clenching, and you can't take your eyes off them. You just want to focus your gaze on that person and see how they are different from the others.

Especially when handing in assignments, there's always one test paper neatly arranged, sandwiched among the messy pile of papers, like the white, shiny fur of a snow leopard that has strayed into a swamp.

And when running on the track, there's always someone who reaches the finish line early and quietly watches them from under a big tree. They don't do anything, they don't say anything, but just standing there makes it impossible to look away.

Not to mention his fluent foreign language skills, the teacher would never call on him during a conversation, otherwise he would only be humiliated.

It wasn't until they came to their senses and looked at the newly released class leaderboard that the students suddenly realized who they were sitting in the same space with.

It's possible to get full marks on the test, but to get full marks in all subjects... Is this the difference between the lower class and truly elite education?

Chen Xiaohui stood on the stage, avoiding eye contact with someone in the audience, his fingernails scratching crescent-shaped white marks on the exam paper.

"Teacher Chen."

The person walked over, and Chen Xiaohui deliberately held a pen, his hand trembling slightly, and gestured with his chin for the other person to speak.

"I have something to do today, so I need to ask for leave."

"...Okay, just write a sick note and have your...parents call."

School gate.

Li Hetai carried the bag and emptied its contents into the trash can.

A familiar sweet scent brushed past his head, right behind him.

"Li Hetai, let's go, the timing is just right."

Gu Xinglan yawned, having forgotten to take off her maid's uniform.

In the blink of an eye, almost half a month has passed.

The time spent together became increasingly difficult to increase, perhaps because he spent more and more time with Li Hetai, and the mockery became the most insignificant detail. Time can wash away anything, especially when two people eat and sleep together.

Looking at the rose stickers on Li Hetai's back, he reached out and tore them off in confusion.

Suddenly, someone turned around, their dull, dark eyes instantly turning sharp. They snatched the sticker, tore it in half, and crushed it under their feet.

The movements were ruthless and swift, startling Gu Xinglan so much that her scalp tingled for a moment, and her sleepiness was completely dispelled.

"..." Seeing the other person's eyes darken again, Gu Xinglan's words caught in her throat.

After a long pause, he said helplessly, "Let's go buy clothes for the party first."

"Eat first." The tone was cold.

Before he could react, Li Hetai turned and left.

The party was something that Mr. Lin mentioned during his home visit last time during the typhoon. Now, unsurprisingly, he even sent an invitation to the rented house, inviting Li Hetai and him.

Li Hetai wanted to go, but he couldn't stop him.

"Have you not done your homework these past few days?"

The two walked one after the other, and Gu Xinglan walked to the other's side.

All I got in return was their cold indifference.

The production crew's cameras didn't follow them.

This couple is too calm. The material has already been collected. Unless something happens that causes them to not adapt to the new environment, it's obvious that the production team will ignore them.

This made it convenient for him to rest.

System: [Host, have you been enjoying yourself lately?]

"Not to the point, but I do feel a sense of peace and tranquility."

System: [People playing in the sand on the beach thought the same thing before the tsunami hit.]

Gu Xinglan smiled and thought to herself, "My destiny is strong enough."

The small restaurants on the street are best known for their home-style stir-fries.

Li Hetai is not picky about food; he eats more to satisfy his body's needs.

The fried rice in the bowl was full of oil, but the person didn't care and kept eating. After finishing the fried rice, he continued eating the grilled meat on the plate.

"How much have you eaten?"

Gu Xinglan pushed the plate back: "Li Hetai, haven't you noticed you've gained weight recently?"

It wasn't that he wouldn't let a growing child eat, but that this person ate too much. He ordered three dishes, and Li and Tai ordered three more, all of which were meat dishes, and... he had indeed gained a lot of weight.

He used to be lean and muscular, but now his arms look smooth.

She's gotten rounder... and seems a bit cuter, finally showing some of the childlike innocence that someone her age should have.

Startled by the thought, Gu Xinglan moved the plate back.

"Eat up, then we'll go pick out some clothes."

The party was held at a hotel in the city center, and attendees were required to dress appropriately. It was less of a celebration party and more of a networking event for the wealthy.

As soon as the plate was moved over, Li Hetai started eating again.