Time passed quietly, Jiang Tang was locked in prison and isolated from the outside world, and he could only live by looking at the sky outside the window, and it was another day when it was bright and dark.

In the dead of night, she would sit in the corner wrapped in a quilt, caressing her lower abdomen and whispering to it.

Her lower abdomen was still flat, and she couldn't see any signs of pregnancy, but she could feel the miraculous changes in her body, subtle changes that were the only warmth in a cold situation.

......

"Lonely Painting Mandarin Ducks" Chapter 035 The woman who takes life as very important actually cut her wrist? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!