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describe love
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Even if Ye Sang lowered her posture and stepped on her own self-esteem into the mud, she still got the palest and most powerless three words, "I'm sorry". She growled at Lin Zhu: "You'd better not love me at all, because as long as there's a little bit, you'll regret treating me like this today." Ye Sang lay in Zhou Lu's arms, with a feeling she had never had before, she felt that she was being carefully cared for, properly treasured, in the hands of this man, delicate like a porcelain doll.