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Teng Yue's eyes froze and he looked at her blankly, "Are you not drunk?"

"You're just drunk! Don't you know that I grew up in a wine vat? When I was drinking, you were still wearing crotchless pants!" Su Zilin used a beauty trick to trick him out.

The lust in Teng Yue's eyes did not subside. Instead, it grew stronger and stronger along with his anger. "It's okay if you're not drunk! I want you to remember tonight forever!" He leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her forcefully.

"Well..." Su Zilin's words were blocked by him, and she could only tighten her mouth and dodge left and right.

The rough kiss nibbled and bit her, tightly grabbing her arms that kept resisting.

"My aunt is here!" She tilted her head and shouted quickly.

Teng Yue's thick black brows furrowed and he suddenly stopped, breathing heavily. He let go of her hand and reached towards her lower body. He indeed touched a piece of soft sanitary napkin. He raised his black brows and said, "Big

Now that my aunt is here, can’t we do it? A bloody battle might be more exciting!"

Su Zilin's lucky smile immediately disappeared and she looked at him timidly, "That's the behavior of a beast and a scumbag! Besides, a hermaphrodite like me, a person with a normal sexual orientation like you,

How could it happen?"

If he touches her, wouldn't he become a person with abnormal sexual orientation?

Teng Yue stood up with a dark look on his face, "You are worrying too much, I don't dare to be interested in you!"

"Thank you for your interest!" Su Zilin immediately got up from the bed, "The door is over there, I won't send you away!"

Teng Yue walked out angrily, slamming the door with a bang! He was afraid that if he stayed for one more second, he would throw her down desperately.

"Small! You're still too young to fight with me!" Su Zilin stuck out her tongue towards the door, turned around and entered the toilet, tearing off the white sanitary napkin.

Then, immediately call Xiang Yimo to reassure her.

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The cold wind stirred the curtains and poured into the ward.

Nangong Han stood at the window, looking out, his deep eyes blending in with the sky outside, so dark and pure.

The faint moonlight poured on his stern cheeks, like a handsome face carved in marble, so cold that there was no trace of warmth. He held a cigarette between his fingers, and a little red light flickered in the wind, curling up the smoke.

Drifting away in the wind.

Next door is Xiang Rumo's ward. She hasn't made any movement yet, and she is really calm. Doesn't she care about her sister's life or death anymore?

Just because he said he didn't want children, so you chose to leave him?

Or, she can't let go of Chu Zhanjin and wants to stay and fly with him?

There was a series of heavy footsteps outside the door. He put back his distant thoughts and turned around.

Teng Yue pushed the door open and let out a long sigh, "Alas..."

"Why are you sighing when a beautiful woman invites you to dinner?"

"What kind of meal is that? It's like a banquet at Hongmen! First it's a honey trap, then there's a trap, then there's a beauty trap, and it's a whole series of schemes."

"It seems that you have fallen into a trap?"

Teng Yue nodded helplessly, "I accidentally let it slip. She must have known the fake news that Xiang Rumo is critically ill by now."

"Then release the news that Xiang Rumo died of illness!"

"Ah? He's not dead yet!" Teng Yue didn't understand the intention of Nangong Han's move.

"Since she doesn't believe it, then force her to believe it!"

"Han, little Momo is pregnant. If she knew the news of her sister's death, she would definitely be heartbroken, and she might even have fetal contractions..."

"When did you become an obstetrician and gynecologist?"

"common sense!"

Nangong Han's eyes narrowed and he released his firm determination, "This time, I want her to come back to me with integrity, no longer as Xiang Rumo!"

"Do you want to divorce Xiang Rumo?"

A faint smile appeared on Nangong Han's thin lips. He turned and looked out the window, staring at the crescent moon, emitting clear light.

Momo, where are you now?

His heart has drifted away.

"Sneeze! Sneeze!" Xiang Yimo sneezed twice in a row.

She rubbed her nose and asked, "Is someone missing me?"

The cold wind blew the window screen, and she stood beside the bed, looking up at the bright silver moon. The world outside was so big, but it couldn't accommodate such a small person like her.

This house, every brick and tile, every plant and tree, was her home in her dreamland. However, she stayed in this superficially warm hut, which was no different from a cold cellar. She had no sense of belonging at home.

Why does Nangong Han insist on looking for her?

Could it be that he couldn't swallow his anger because he was deceived by her, so he wanted to settle the debt with her? Or, it was because of the baby in her belly, which he didn't want.

Her abdomen suddenly twitched, Xiang Yimo covered her abdomen, panting heavily, staggered a few steps, and sat on the big bed. She lowered her head and gently stroked her still flat abdomen, "Baby, don't be afraid, Mommy

Here, mommy will definitely protect you..." She muttered to herself, trying to calm herself down and not to affect the baby in her belly.

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the next day.

The news that Chief Madam Bonanna passed away from illness was overwhelming. Xiang Yimo didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the reports repeated over and over again in the news and the interviews at the scene, she had no choice but to believe it.

Nangong Han in the camera is wearing a pair of sunglasses, blocking his cold eyes, his jaw is tense, and there is no expression on his frosty face.

In a quick flash of the camera, a piece of white cloth tightly covered a person, put him in a hearse, and was taken directly to the cemetery.

"Sister passed away..." Xiang Yimo seemed to have lost his soul. His face was as white as snow. He stood there and murmured to himself, "Sister has left me..."

At this time, the ringtone of the mobile phone was swirling in the room, and Chu Zhanjin's phone number was flashing on it.

Xiang Yimo didn't pick it up, but ran out.

No! When Xiang Rumo passed away, she was not with her. Before she was laid to rest, she must be given a ride.

The cell phone ringtone is still ringing.

"Damn it!" Chu Zhanjin threw the phone away, "Oh no! Mo'er didn't answer the phone, she must have fallen into a trap!" He Ma Shan got up and chased after her.

"Your woman really doesn't make people worry!" Ji Zhanxuan followed him immediately.

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