This is not what a human would say. This is just the ravings of a neural disease. And also, it's cunningly hidden.

  In the memory of the imperial court, recently except for being opened by General Han Xiao, this is something that cannot be born no matter what. Then there's Zheng Jing saying they had a past relationship. It's been so long ago. Menstruation is normal. Looks like it's also safe to land. Cannot give birth to a child.

  That's good. The rest is up to you. As long as we keep our bodies pure, it's not impossible that the Virgin Mary will give birth to Jesus again.

  The official cried and followed her father and aunt, who were driving a black Mercedes-Benz. They left behind an era of prosperity and evil spirits roaming free.

  Today's peaceful restaurant scene. Two groups of people meet on a narrow road. But. No fierce fighting. No desperate struggle to the death. Only... Endless contemplation... You look at me, I look at you, endless ghostly thoughts sink into contemplation...

  First of all. Both are secretly resentful. The death is too cruel. Too cruel.

  The bad can be compared with Feng Bao and his gang.

  Princess Yongning's recruitment of a son-in-law was arranged by Feng Bao. This kid is so bad, he's not human. He found Princess Yongning a tuberculosis patient. On the wedding day, he got excited and spat out a mouthful of blood. They used Su Fei's handkerchief to cover his mouth and continued with the wedding ceremony. A month after the wedding, he croaked.

  Now take Su Fei and the protective wings to block their mouths that want to vomit blood. I, a generation of heroes, will destroy your belly now...

  But.

  Can't put it down anymore.

  Really can't put it down.

  You said the two young masters spent their early years strolling in the courtyard, summoning the wind and rain. Who would have thought that one day they would be led by a woman, led by the nose, led by the brain, and led by the soul to wander around...

  Stupid or not stupid. For her sake. The green hat is worn on the head and can be quickly inserted into the anus.

  For her sake. Making a big show. Turning over heaven and earth. It's still not enough. And even want to wear the green hat through...

  Suddenly came to senses. Slowly sat down. Calmed down. Thought of giving up. But this "giving up" slipped through my mind. And it actually slid down my throat with a fishy smell... Fishy smell isn't the best. Fishy smell isn't the best... But if I don't get it, it will become the best. This "best" will accompany me for the rest of my life... Why not get it then? Good or not, get it first and see.

  Don't mention how utilitarian Hualai is, to the point of being emotionally superficial. This isn't a question of depth or not. It's about how many years of being enchanted by vanity. For the first time in his life, he looked down at his own heart and found an incredibly strong desire for possession... Hualai was trying to calm himself down in the midst of chaos, a kind of self-consolation.

  Calm as Zheng Jing. Slowly lowering eyes. At the same time thinking of "abandonment". Also simultaneously overflowing with bitter sweetness... How can one be willing to accept it?

  It's a pity. Let me say something cruel. It turns out that you don't have the self-awareness of a water nymph. However, you are born with the bones of a seductress. A woman like this is like poison, bewildering you. At this moment, she has already bewildered six of your seven souls. You want to possess her, possess her.

  Then what? Can it last long? Is this love? Love is two hearts that match. Love is a pair of hands for life. Ten fingers intertwined. I can hold her hand, she can hold mine. Can we walk through this life together?

  Don't say that Zheng Jieshao is too romantic and not deep in love. This is not a question of depth or shallowness. A medical student, who has endured eight years of hardship and hard study, finally gives up one morning and joins the army with determination. It's all for the awakening in his heart. I know what I want. Such an independent and delicate person, living for his own perfect life, how can he not think deeply?

  However. In the end. The two rare princes did not choose "abandon". The final reason is very simple: can't bear to part with.

  Can't bear to give up on anyone. Can't bear to be a bad guy. Seriously reflect on my inner self. It's not about being unable to give up on saving face. It's about being unable to give up on the face that can't be wiped clean in front of arch-enemies and under the watchful eyes of many. Just thinking... whether I can have a good start with her. Try to experience it wholeheartedly. If I truly strive for her, will this cold woman give me some response?

  Cough. People say women's hearts are like needles at the bottom of the ocean. Look, these delicate men. Don't their thoughts turn a hundred times, a thousand times? Sometimes they're gentle and kind. Sometimes they're ruthless and cruel. And sometimes... Truly, like a child's heart, hot and passionate, bursting out... Scalding.

  But. The heart is buried in the deepest place. Wrapped in honey and wrapped in deadly poison. It won't be easily shown to you. Next, the most genuine thoughts in my heart are settled. What's left is the real start of "snatching".

  When the two of them met for the first time today and their eyes locked in a gaze, they were surprisingly calm and indifferent.

  However

  Savor it carefully. Inside, it's all about an unstoppable momentum that doesn't allow others to covet.

  Because.

  Cough. Still this terrible cough.

  Her one night two halves. The first half. The second half. Desire to die and contain the most sincere descendants of the two young masters...

  The two princes thought of it at the same time.

  Let's calculate the days. It's highly likely that I'm pregnant.

  Only.

  Trouble is right here. Both of them only know their own half court. Who would have thought? There's still another half court ahead (behind).

  It's all over then. It was destined. Once you're tainted by this dead guy, you'll never be at peace again.

  And at this moment, the culprit who was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz with red eyes had already gone far away.

  Subconsciously touched his belly.

  Think of something and it happens. I feel like... it hurts a bit...

  (liqi 175th leader. I'm calling you... Hurry up and come online. Give me a response, okay? Hehe.)