Chapter 1380

But precisely, this attitude makes Jin Yuwei not feel any sense of achievement in her body. She can't see her fear, she can't see her crying, so she doesn't like it.

She can't wait to see her kneeling for mercy, and she can't wait to see her crying. Compared with Xiang Tianlai, Jin Yuwei obviously hates Ye Fei's noble temperament, which is exactly what she is most unlikely to have.

"Take it away!" Jin Yuwei opens her mouth in a cold voice and stands in the same place, ignoring Ye Fei.

Ye Fei was sent back to prison again. Without Xiang Tianlai, everything became quiet, silent and even terrible.

Ye Fei is still in bed, holding her knees and gently touching her stomach. She can't help but miss Ye Xiaotian and Su Mohan.

It's been nearly half a month. I don't know whether Xiaotian has grown taller or not. I don't know if he has missed himself or Hanwen. I don't know if his food intake is still so big and whether he is still so greedy.

Ye Fei thinks that as a mother, she may really be too unqualified. She always makes a mess of everything. She can't protect her children and herself.

Ye Fei turned her head to look out of the window, the quiet corridor, and occasionally a man went back and forth.

Ye Fei couldn't help thinking of Su Mo Han. She missed him a little, the fragrance was so cool and warm.

Past scenes float in front of her eyes, let her miss him more and more, do not know, for such a long time, whether he has been in a state of anxiety, or is still thinking about how to rescue her.

Ye Fei is at a loss. She doesn't know if she can see him again in this life. If she can, she must tell him that she loves him.

The sky is a little bit dark. Ye Fei shrinks on the bed and shivers constantly. Her face is white. She tightly wraps the quilt on her body. However, she is constantly shaking, even her teeth are shivering.

Ye Fei's eyebrows tightly twisted into a ball, a person guarding the not big room is getting colder and colder. She has a kind of unspeakable discomfort, which makes her feel very depressed and empty.

Ye feiqiang opened his eyes, and his eyes were also somewhat inanimate. He pulled the quilt from Xiang Tianlai's bed and wrapped it in his body, but it was still cold.

After a while, the cherry lips began to turn white and trembled.

Ye Fei turns her head to give herself a mouthful of water, and then reaches out to probe her forehead.

If you don't burn it, it means that the things used on her are not the same as those of Xiang Tianlai, but why she is so cold.

As time went by, ye Fei became more and more uncomfortable. She curled up on her side and couldn't help moaning. She felt that her whole body's cells and blood were shouting, as if an ant was crawling over her.

The feeling she couldn't say clearly began to make her crazy.

Ye Fei's hand tightly pulled the sheet, the original clean sheet was wrinkled by her grasp, but it was not enough. Soon she sat up from the bed and threw the quilt on her body to the ground, sat beside the bed and hit the wall with her head.

It seemed to hear her roar. The patrolman looked at her from the window, and then left without expression.

There is a bruise on her forehead, but ye Fei can't stop bumping into the wall, as if only in this way can she relieve her pain and suffering.

It was completely dark, and she was still alone in the room.