Muliancheng grabbed Su Shallow's chin and plunged into her nasal cavity with a faint tobacco breath for more than 100 days and nights. Su Shallow seemed to have been used to the taste and did not feel annoyed. It was only Muliancheng's fierce eyes that made Su Shallow feel hair and fingers.

"Tell me, have you never thought of giving birth to this child?"

"Do you think there's any point in saying this now?" Su Shallow looked at Mulian and said coldly that his thin face looked thinner and thinner, his voice was cold and heartless, and his heart was dead. Man was just a puppet.

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