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... a word "chuan".
"Fu Shao, what kind of expression do you have, how many kinds did you make last night that you didn't have a force in your heart? You don't have the qualification to let me abort for you."
In short, even if she was pregnant, would she miscarry?
Fu Qinglun's cold eyes quickly splashed out of ink. He forced a loud laugh from his throat, and then unfastened his seat belt. "You wait, I'll buy it."
...
In the pharmacy.
Standing tall and straig ...
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