Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

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He greeted a bar girl in front of her, and hugged that woman away in front of everyone...

Such a picture has condensed into a sharp needle, and every time she thinks about it, it will pierce her heart, and the pain spread like this...

Whether he is intentional or unintentional, his random actions can bring about earth-shaking changes in her life, and every time he pushes her one step closer to the edge of hell...

She smiled tiredly, feeling so tired, so fucking tired! [

Well, what he says is what he says. ()

She no longer has the energy to be true, to pursue a truth...

Her lying body was a little stiff, and she subconsciously wanted to move.

Beware of touching the wound on her body, her face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out from the corner of her forehead.

Ye Yanmo wiped the cold sweat off her forehead with his fingers, and frowned slightly: "What? The wound hurts again?"

Yin Yanyan turned her face sideways, avoiding his fingers, and closed her eyes slightly: "It's okay. I'm just a little tired."

Her face was pale beyond belief, after all, she had just crawled back from the gate of hell.

Although Zhang Qingbao didn't kill her, he stabbed her more than ten times and bled a lot, which caused her to lose too much blood and almost died.

Although those wounds were all stitched up one by one, the massive blood loss still left her with little strength.

It was as if his body had been run over by a roller, his limbs ached everywhere, and he was so tired that he was dying.

Ye Yanmo paused with his palm, and then withdrew it after a while.

Staring at her for a moment, he sighed softly: "Then you should have a good rest, and nothing will happen after you wake up."

Yin Yanyan didn't open her eyes, and fell asleep again.

Ye Yanmo sat there, staring at her face with deep eyes, a little dazed for a while.

The woman in front of him was his deep love, but it was also the one who hurt her the most.

How should he go on this road?

let go?He is not reconciled!

I want to hold her tightly, but I can't open her heart knot...

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and sighed wearily. [

This question is doomed to be unsolvable, maybe just like what I said when I made out with her for the first time, entanglement will last a lifetime...

He stretched out his fingers to gently trace her eyebrows and eyes, and lightly passed over her lips, his eyes were deeply focused: "Yanyan, what should I do with you?"

Yin Yanyan, who was in a coma, moved, and murmured: "Fruit..."

She wants a baby?

Thinking of that smart and cute little boy, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Logically speaking, he should hate the existence of that child, but he really couldn't hate that child.

I even like it a little...

He gently held her hand that was exposed outside the quilt, rubbing the thin calluses on her palm with his fingertips, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

Fingertips lifted the beads on her wrist, revealing the light pink scar...

Heart suffocated like drowning.

What kind of suffering did she suffer back then?

When did this scar last? Bleak Bleak 