No, no, people still have the mentality of being lucky when smoking and won't get cancer, but how many people die in smoking in the end? She can't be so impulsive. Maybe after killing Canglin, he will tell her that it's Wen Xinya who cried He would not nod even if he begged him to marry her. He would not say that he would give him a chance before his belly grew bigger and he would also give himself a chance.

The woman kept staring at the doll, making Fu Yunche think she was feeling guilty and blamed herself. She reached out to touch her little face to comfort her: "If you feel guilty, then you have to act more with me in the future and seek some psychological comfort!"

"Don't you want regrets to be left in people?" Since that's the case, why not ask someone to give birth to one?

"I feel more balanced when I have someone to accompany me!" I reached out and hugged the person in my arms, then I smiled, closed my eyes, and a drop of tears rolled down the corners of my eyes, but there was a smile on the corners of my mouth, which was extremely bitter. I laughed, I don’t know what happened. In the past two months, I often dreamed of a fat and fat son calling him Father.

At that time, he thought he was about to become a father, so he brought Yuan Laixi with him. When he was about to ask someone to take her pulse, God kicked him into the fiery red magma. He wanted to try his best to find a famous doctor to see her. I was afraid that something was missing in her body, and it was useless no matter how you looked at it, which would hurt her self-esteem.

She would definitely not be able to treat her if she didn't ask the imperial physician to show her. He didn't think there would be women in the world who didn't want to be mothers. Maybe she felt more heartbroken than him. She was not a stupid person. If there was a turning point, she would try it unless she was powerless to return the world. Xueyi is willing to go to the battlefield with injuries and defend Nanyue. She will definitely be a good king in the future.

After a while, the throne belongs to this younger brother. What’s ridiculous is that he has to hand it over to him with his own hands. Now, such a hard battle is to make wedding dresses for Fu Xueyi.

He is the king every day, and he has the responsibility to protect his people every day.

Su Mengdie wanted to break free, but the man hugged him tighter. Suddenly, a warm liquid slipped into his neck. No wonder he hugged her suddenly. I was fool. She had seen him cry. She cried when she got drunk that time. It's a big deal. Such a strong man is so weird. He has to pretend to be strong in his wife's face.

She wouldn't laugh at him, and she was very sad that she couldn't be a father. She deserved it, and she should make him feel heartbroken and bloody. Anyway, he wouldn't be proud before she felt bad.

Who wants to regret it with him?

In the distance, Wanqi Shenfeng sat on the rockery, his eyes never left the figures hugging each other. A trace of loneliness flashed across his flawless handsome face, and it seemed infinitely lonely. Was he one step late for Fu Yunche or heaven already Is the arrangement ready? He doesn't like too complicated love for children. If he likes, he will be together, and if he doesn't like, he will be separated.

It is never to force others to do anything, but now he is still trapped in this too disordered emotional spiral and cannot get out. He smiled bitterly and raised his right hand and swallowed the big mouthful of wine. Su Mengdie, give you one last chance, Cang Lin beat it Later, if you are obsessed with it again, our fate will end here!

I, Wanqi Shenfeng, have not been so low yet.

Your life and death have nothing to do with me anymore, and one day you will find out how ridiculous your decision is.
Chapter completed!