She said she didn’t want it?
Wen Yi’s pupils shrank violently and looked at him incredulously, “Do you want to tell me that this is what I think unilaterally and wishful thinking?”
Mo Shichen answered dumbly after a while, “No.”
Her eyes remained motionless, “Then I am, do I have a low probability of accidental pregnancy?”
The evening breeze has started outside, and I don’t know what it has blown. It rustles, adding to the depression, and making them quieter.
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