The Demon’s Story

Fortunately, Huanhuan had the habit of hoarding sanitary pads.

She quietly ran to the beach and washed the blood off her hands. Then, she took a pack of sanitary pads from her space and padded them into her underwear. Only then did she feel safe again.

Huanhuan returned to the fire and found that Xing Chen had woken up.

His amber eyes widened as he looked at her blankly. "Where were you?"

"I just went to the beach to take care of my biological needs."

"What biological needs?"

Huanhuan coughed lightly. "I drank too much water and my stomach was bloated. I wanted to settle it."

Xing Chen understood. "Oh, you went to pee."

Huanhuan was speechless.

Although Xing Chen was still a child, there was still a difference between men and women. It was a little awkward for her to mention peeing in front of someone of the opposite sex who was not related by blood.