——"If your beloved makes me angry, would you like to have your son by your side and carry your white head together?"
She smiled, lowered her head and said, "I don't want to, but I really can't."
(Loving you is like poison that corrodes bones. I can't stop. Even if my intestines are pierced and my belly is rotten, I will still be happy with it. If I could forge you into a poisonous woman with my own hands, I would also trade my life for your worry-free smile.)
At this point, the full text is complete. Although I failed to write this article, it is my hard work after all, and I still like it very much. I hope I can make progress in my future articles and write more interesting novels~
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