Love is opium, which is easily addictive, causing physical and mental damage and suffering;

Love is poisonous wine, although she has long known that a glass is enough to kill, she still drinks without hesitation to quench her thirst;

Love is a saw hanging over the heart, pulled by thoughts, sawing a heart into blood......

To her, he was the only one; For him, she was just one of them.

Facing his three thousand beauties, she looked as ordinary as her, and finally won his sincerity step by step with her extraordinary wisdom and talent.

However, no matter how indestructible love is, it can't beat the conspiracy......

Looking at the bowl of abortion pills in front of her, she burst into tears.

And he just looked at her coldly and ordered her in an irresistible tone - drink!

Since he has been so ruthless that he can't bear to lay down his own flesh and blood with his own hands, then, with such a ruthless father, if her child is really born, it will be unfortunate......

She picked up the bowl and drank the bitter juice!

Then, with great grief in her heart, she smiled and paced to the edge of the bed, and lay down quietly, resigned herself to waiting for a heart-rending pain......

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