It seems like Yingluo's period this month is a little later than usual.
This sudden realization was like a bullet that had shot Rong Yan's heart, jolting her awake from her dream.
The blood on Rong Yan's face instantly faded. In the night, her pale face looked a little terrifying.
she lowered her head and looked at her stomach.
Her waist was still as slender as a Willow.
Her lower abdomen was still so flat and tight, without any extra fat.
rong yan swallowed with difficulty and felt that her throat was unusually dry. she licked her lips and reached out with a trembling hand to turn on the small table lamp on the table next to the bed.
The small table lamp emitted a dim yellow light, illuminating the surrounding area.
Rong Yan trembled as she took out her phone without a SIM card. The calendar on it showed that today was 2012, February 24th.
It had been 31 days since she had escaped.
The last time she and Liancheng Yazhi had sex was more than a month ago!
