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"There you are."
I said with a smile when I watched you panting.
"Baby, didn't you call me?"
You came forward and hugged me.
"Baby, you are really a demon, a demon that confuses me. ... I really want to be confused by you. "
You kissed my lips and tried to respond to you. The atmosphere around you was so ambiguous, except for the knife that was slowly pulled out by my left hand. Come with me, husband, slowly raise it and then stab it hard. You didn't scream, because I swallowed your voice with my mouth. After all, how destructive it is to scream at such a time. I know you are in pain, and the sudden stiffening of your arms has made me share your pain. What is wet on your right hand is your blood, and it smells of blood. Your arms slowly loosen, and you collapse to the ground.
"Why ... why ... you ..."
You roared feebly.
"You are my husband, husband, don't be afraid. You and my parents have gone first, now it's you, and then I will catch up with the baby in my stomach. How can I let you go alone? "
"You ... you ... good ... poison ..."
"Husband, you see the baby is moving. If it weren't for their opposition to us, if they didn't want me to kill the baby, if it weren't for your philandering, how could I do this to you? You said you would love me alone ...