Became a vicious male mother

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Would you like to try it?

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinglan's eyelids twitched slightly.

Test? How do you mean test him? Make him shoot at the target himself?

This isn't some airsoft club; what's in front of him are real bullets loaded and fired.

Little did they know, in Li Jianbai's eyes...

Gu Xinglan's hand trembled as she held the object, not from fear, but from excitement.

"Here, only one."

Gu Xinglan moved her fingers and took the object from Li Jianbai's hand.

As if his arm had muscle memory, he quickly inserted the object, and the moment the lid was closed, his eyes were fixed on the target.

His feet automatically parted, his knees bent slightly, and his lower body seemed to be rooted to the ground.

He gripped the gun handle tightly with both hands, his right index finger resting on the trigger. With just a slight pressure from his fingertip, he could pull the trigger.

"boom!"

A sharp gunshot suddenly rang out.

The gun jerked violently backward, the recoil traveling up her arm to her shoulder. Gu Xinglan gritted her teeth, the pain causing her to release her grip.

At the same time, a pungent smell of gunpowder quickly spread, rushing into his nostrils. He coughed as he gripped the object in his hand tightly.

My God... he really knows how to use a gun.

He's supposed to be a psychologist, how did he get involved with guns?

Gu Xinglan stared wide-eyed, her knees feeling weak.

"Hands, let me see them quickly." Li Jianbai's face flushed red, and his eyes, no longer the deep black they had been, now held an unusual gleam.

Gu Xinglan had not specifically trained her hand muscles.

When the shirt was taken off, the muscles on the arms twitched unnaturally, the muscle lines were clearly visible, and some were even red and swollen.

The recoil of the gun is too great.

Upon seeing this, Li Jianbai was speechless for a moment, and even his grip on Gu Xinglan's hand became more cautious.

"No, it's okay, it will recover on its own soon."

Gu Xinglan waved his hand, trying to pull away, but the moment he did, Li Jianbai grabbed his wrist again.

The other person said in an almost pleading tone, "Please apply the medicine first, okay?"

After applying ice to the red and swollen area, Gu Xinglan began to apply anti-inflammatory medicine and ointment. She placed her hands on Li Jianbai's knees, where a thin layer of ointment had already been applied.

The two sat facing each other. Gu Xinglan's mind was filled with the scene that had just occurred, but she couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get those things?"

"Something my brother gave me."

What did Lai Thai Ho give to Lai Kin Pak?

He gave the other person a strange look.

Li Taihe certainly had access to these firearms, but he was a cautious man, so why would he casually give a gun to his frail younger brother?

Aren't you afraid of getting caught by Uncle Hat?

“These are hunting rifles. There used to be packs of wolves in the mountains that would eat people. The Li family hired a lot of hunters. They are still living in the house, but the guns are here with me.”

With the medicine applied, Li Jianbai's slightly upturned lips gave off a sense of tranquility.

Gu Xinglan felt her hands were getting a little numb.

"Well, that's fine then, I have something to do this afternoon," he said tentatively.

"What could possibly be wrong? You can stay here with me for a few days, okay? I had the internet company come over a few days ago, and the internet speed here is great now. Also, a batch of new books was delivered from town today. Didn't you want me to send you some books before? I also found some other ones for you; I'm sure you'll like them..."

Li Jianbai's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a murmur, as he became absorbed in his own world, undisturbed by anyone.

He didn't know how to react, so he could only sigh.

"It's just a minor injury. I really have something to do today. I'll come back tomorrow, okay?"

The atmosphere became somewhat tense after these words were spoken.

Li Jianbai's expression calmed down, and he raised his deep eyes, shooting them straight at him.

"What could it be? Is it absolutely necessary?"

At first glance, he thought he was seeing things because of the icy, cold gaze. Gu Xinglan quickly blinked, and when he looked again, the person opposite him had returned to a gentle demeanor.

"Alright, since you have something to do, you should leave now." Li Jianbai turned to the side and wiped his fingers with a tissue.

"You don't need to come tomorrow either. I suddenly remembered that I have things to do tomorrow."

"Xiaobai, are you angry?" Gu Xinglan asked hesitantly.

Should he not have rejected Li Jianbai?

But Li Jianbai's courtyard always made him feel uneasy, and he always had a sense of being secretly watched. Besides, he would be returning to Wushui in a few years. He could stay here for a while, but could he stay here forever?

"I go first."

After he finished speaking, Li Jianbai was left alone in the room again.

He sat on the sofa, coughed weakly a few times, and his eyelashes welled up with tears.

Trash can... trash can...

There were tissues for wiping hands in the trash can. Li Jianbai carefully picked them up and gently unfolded them.

The medicine smelled strong; he could have easily left his hands unwashed, as this would have left Gu Xinglan's scent.

But the only scent between my fingers was the bitter fragrance of medicine.

courtyard.

The gun was equipped with a silencer, and with several muffled thuds, holes were punched through all the targets.

Li Jianbai's face tightened, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, his hand gripping the gun trembled, and he could even smell a faint stench of blood.

Several light holes shone through the target, and every single one hit the bullseye.

But the person who made these holes didn't even glance at them; he only focused his attention on one of the slightly off-center holes.

That person was full of secrets, like poison coated in honey. Even knowing that there was danger inside, he would still be unconsciously attracted.

Presumably, the reason my brother sent Gu Xinglan over was because he couldn't control himself.

If he had this person by his side, he would never want to leave for even a moment. He would have to stay in the other person's arms every day, holding hands and smelling their fragrance. He couldn't even be separated from them when taking a bath or sleeping.

Bewitched by the imagination in his mind, Li Jianbai couldn't help but stand still, holding the gun in his hand, his mind already wandering far away, only able to indulge in a little imagination.

The next day, Gu Xinglan slept until the sun was high in the sky before waking up.

Because he wasn't needed for cleaning duties at the private school.

It is said that today is Labor Day for the Li boys, and they must participate in the big cleaning themselves.

Even his yard was visited.

The moment the courtyard gate opened, the group of bright-eyed teenagers suddenly fell silent. "What, it's you?"

"Where is Liu Feizhou?"

These teenagers kept mentioning Liu Feizhou.

Gu Xinglan shook her head. "He's not here. He has to go back and won't be back until next week."

Liu Feizhou has taken a long leave and returned to Wushui.

"Never mind, let's go."

"Oh, just so you know, if anyone asks you if we've been here, you have to say yes, understand?"

He nodded.

These teenagers are going through their rebellious phase; some of them are already up to his chin and can hardly be called children.

However, his voice still sounded immature.

"Hey!"

A childish voice sounded.

After the group of teenagers left, only one person remained.

Li Shengwa crossed his arms and stared intently at Gu Xinglan.

"Where's the letter? I haven't seen it."

Since it was a holiday, he naturally took his things back. As for the letters they had written to each other, he still kept them in his bedside table as miscellaneous items.

Gu Xinglan was about to speak, but the other person saw that he had been silent for too long and his face was getting darker and darker. "If you throw the letter in the trash can, I'll throw you in the trash can too."

Gu Xinglan: "..."

My hands are a little itchy.