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"I've never had sex with another woman. No matter how bad I am, I'm not bigger than a woman's stomach. Even if I'm sorry for you, I haven't touched another woman! In order to revenge me for sleeping with Yan Chuxi, I'll admit it. I have no right to blame you. Of course, I know it's my fault. I'll regret it later... " He put his knee on her abdomen and pressed slightly, "but why are you doing this to me? You gave birth to your bodyguard, you gave it to me, I thought you would come back, but you told me you were going to get married I do wrong, but you will not forgive me all my life. You can't hold a sand in your eyes, right? "
Huarong's eyebrows gently frowned, she breathed a little, "Fengjin, you let me go..."
"I thought about it." He looked at her, fingered his belly and stroked her lips, "you'll never settle down in this life. Even if I can keep you for one month or two months, I can't keep you for a year or two. You give me a baby, "he said, his eyes glumly fixed on her." I'll let you go. You can marry whoever you want, and give birth to whoever you want. I can't control the future, but now, you give me one. "
Huarong's face slightly white, her eyebrows tightly frown, some powerless struggle up.
Feng Jin really hated her and loved her. The relationship between Huarong and Yan Chuxi has always been a thorn in his heart. He told himself that he had no right to mind, but today, he was about to die of poisoning.
He would rather give birth to Yan Chuxi, who had no feelings, but was very wary of him. He just said that he might be pregnant, so he took the long-term contraceptive which may be harmful to his body in a hurry with careful safety measures.
If she had been so considerate, how could she have conceived Yan Chuxi's child?
Let other men shoot in her, but refuse to have a child belonging to them
He is really jealous to death, so lovely two children, originally should belong to them, originally belong to him and Huarong!
He couldn't control his emotions, bent down and took a bite on her delicate lips. The smell of blood spread between each other's lips and teeth. Huarong clenched her lips tightly, and felt that her abdomen, which was pressed against by Fengjin's knee, was violently painful. The warm liquid was sliding down her leg side and was absorbed by the cotton quilt under her body.
She lay on her back in bed and looked at the man's slightly crazy eyebrows and suddenly laughed.
"Fengjin, you are wrong." She gasped. "We're really finished now."
Her tears ran down the corner of her eyes. It was the first time that she cried for so many years. She was shot by a gun, and she was alone in the operating room without tears.
"Don't you want children? It just You should have killed it yourself. "
A huge smell of blood gradually spread in the air, like a breath from hell.
Feng Jin's body was slightly stiff for a moment, and he turned back, slowly lowered his head and moved his knee.
His blue jeans, do not know when, has rubbed on a few silk of blood, Huarong powerless curled up, full of cold sweat to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table.
Feng Jin found her mobile phone one step at a time and called 120 with trembling fingertips