Sick

Lin Huanhuan slowly tore open the sanitary pad given by the system and stuffed it into her underwear.

She sat on the bed and wrapped herself in a thick but soft hide blanket. Her face was pale from blood loss, and she looked very depressed.

She had finally found the courage to make her relationship with Bai Di official, but she was forced to abort it because of her period's sudden visit.

She couldn't even bear to look at Bai Di, who had to pretend to be calm even though he was suppressing his urges. It was a tragedy!

Lin Huanhuan buried her face in the hide blanket, revealing only her large, uneasy eyes. "I'm sorry."

Bai Di took her in his arms, blanket and all. His gaze was very gentle. "It's alright. We have a lot of time. We can try again in the future."

The next morning, as soon as Shuang Yun walked through the door, he smelled the thick scent of blood.