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He was a package delivered to his doorstep by a "good Samaritan", and she was a waste from the Jimo family who had problems with their martial arts practice. The trend of drugs and the instinct of the body, the two composed a harmonious percussion piece together. Ten months later, it was obvious that she had a fat baby. She thought she could live happily ever after with Little Baozi, but a decree granting marriage broke her peaceful life. A joke, what does the holy edict mean to her, Jimo Jingya? "Waste paper." Fatty said loudly, biting his index finger. That being the case, why did she want to marry according to the decree? "If you marry me, your child can live a normal life. He has a father and a mother, and no one will laugh at him. Isn't that good?" A certain prince said. "Are you stupid to be willing to be taken advantage of?" A certain prince pointed to the wheelchair under him, "It's just right for a useless person to be a disabled person. If you don't want me, no one will want me." "Mom, he is so pitiful. Just promise him. An unwanted child is like a piece of grass." The fat baby said with red eyes. Unable to withstand the offensive of tragedy, Jimo Jingya married the half-crippled prince who had lost both legs since his mother's womb. ………………………… The marriage was quite harmonious, but... Jimo Jingya stared at the half-crippled prince's neck, feeling it was an eyesore. "My lord, you are not a woman, so why are you always wearing a sexy floral silk scarf around your neck?" The prince covered his neck and hugged the person into his arms, "There was once a person who left an indelible mark on my neck." Jimo Jingya blinked, "This person is so courageous." "Want to know who it is?" "I think." She wanted to become a disciple. It was not easy to deal with this half-disabled prince who looked like an old fox. "Very good, then I will take you to review how this mark came about..." The harmonious music sounded again, and the vague memories came out again. It turned out that this is how the imprint came... Note: This is a story of oppression and oppression between a free shipping product and the consignee. It is a favorite story, one-on-one between a man and a woman, and there is no misunderstanding. Welcome to jump into the pit and support Bamboo... Although it may not completely satisfy everyone in all aspects, Bamboo will work hard to improve its own strength and improve step by step! Come on! !