She Was Carried Into His Room
編輯: Atlas Studios
Nan Zhi did not dare to look at Mu Sihan again and walked hurriedly in front of him. She wished she could return to the hostel as soon as possible.
But as she was walking, the pain in her abdomen was becoming more uncomfortable.
Suddenly she felt a rush of heat…
Oh no, surely not now.
It was. Her period was here.
The last time her period came, it was the first time she had met him and even accidentally stained his pants. Just the memory of it made her want to cringe. That time he had been like the devil, utterly disgusted by her and he had almost strangled her to death.
"Why are you walking so fast?"
Nan Zhi did not know how to tell him, so she replied honestly, "I don't feel so good."
Mu Sihan rushed forward and caught up with Nan Zhi, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his arms. He was about to say something when he saw that her face was pale and scrunched up. "You're really feeling unwell?"