Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

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I don't know if I heard the "immortal meaning" in the voice of the secretary's night, and Ye Hao's brow is not easy to detect.

She knows that the Secretary of the Night is not planning to have a child. After all, she has been married to Siyue for so many years and has no children.

It’s because I live so long, so I don’t want it?

In this world, they are not even married.

With her current identity background, as the girlfriend of the Secretary of the Night, she has already made the family's ethnicity very dissatisfied. If it becomes the master of the family, it will undoubtedly become the target of the public...

In the past life, if it wasn’t for her excitement with Gu Yueze’s escape, the Secretary’s night cold might not marry her so early?

Forced to marry her at a time that was completely out of date, resulting in opposition from the entire family...

I remember when they were divorced in the past life, the body of the night cold was almost exhausted, the family contradictions intensified to irreconcilable, the forces of various factions clashed, the interior of the division was chaotic, and the outside was attacked by an unidentified force... ...

In this world, no matter what considerations, she does not want to repeat the same mistakes at this time, let things develop to the point, let alone children.

No matter whether it is the physical condition of the company, or her own, she cannot afford a small life.

Ye Hao looks slightly condensed, "I don't want to..."

The moonlight came in from the window, and next to it, the face of the night was soaked with a layer of frost.

Ye Hao muttered, "In our current situation, it is not suitable for children. This is irresponsible for a small life. What's more, your physical condition is here. Don't you want me not only to let me Be a widow and want me to be a single mother?"

Having said that, Ye Hao paused and continued to speak. "If it is..."

After saying two words, Ye Hao did not speak for a long time.

The nephew, who was dead like a cold night, was slightly swaying, looking at the girl, waiting quietly for her next words.

Ye Hao actually just regretted the export, but he has been staring at the man’s eyes, so he can only cough and say nothing. If it is... If your body is well raised, you can consider ""

At the moment when the girl’s voice fell, the cold moonlight reflected in the bottom of the night’s cold eyes seemed to slam and crack into pieces...

The gaze seemed to be incredibly gazing at her for a moment, as if to see deep into her soul...

Ye Hao’s heart trembled, and subconsciously grabbed the stunned scorpion of the singer’s night cold and urged him, “So, don’t talk to me anymore, go to bed!”

The Secretary of the night raised his hand and held the little hand that the girl had covered on her own eyes, and turned it over to her heart.

The heartbeat of the palm seems to... soon...

After a long while, in the quiet night, the man’s low voice was heard: “Good.”

When the man spoke, he brought up the slight vibration of the chest, and the palm of his hand covered the palm of his man's heart and could not help but be hot.

Soon, there was a smooth and long breathing sound from the man. Ye Hao’s hand was always wrapped in the palm of his hand, feeling the man’s regular heartbeat.

Ye Hao turned his head and glanced at the man's sleeping face, and sighed with sorrow.

Do you want to be so obedient, actually just fell asleep like this...

It’s good now, it’s her turn to sleep...