Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She was so quick to get to the washroom and shut the door.
Mo Yesi, who had been in a completely different state just moments before, was in shock.
He was stunned for a few moments before he looked down at a certain part of his body.
It was still in the ready mode.
He could barely believe it. He was just short of the last step, and he got pushed away?
His wife had pushed him away while he was seeking pleasure?!
Did he make her uncomfortable? Was that why she didn’t want it?
His expression darkened on that thought.
…
Qiao Mianmian quickly put the blanket aside when she got to the washroom.
A few minutes later.
Her emotions were indescribable when she realized that her Aunt Flo had really arrived.
It came right at the crucial moment.
Should she consider this a good time or a bad time?
As she recalled Mo Yesi’s look of disbelief when she jumped off the bed, Qiao Mianmian wondered…
Hmm, what was he feeling now?
No matter what he was feeling, it definitely couldn’t be good.
After all…
It must feel terrible for a man to be pushed away by his other half at the most crucial moment.
But she didn’t mean it! She wouldn’t have known that her Aunt Flo would come right at this time.
She’d felt a warm gush down there at that point, and figured that it was about time her Aunt Flo came again. That was why she pushed Mo Yesi away decisively.
He wasn’t the only one shocked. She was too!
Qiao Mianmian sat on the toilet for a while, frowning helplessly.
What was she to do now?
She hadn’t brought her sanitary pads along with her.
It seemed like she had no choice but to get Mo Yesi to solve this problem for her.
But it was going to be so awkward to get him to find her some sanitary pads.
Well, she didn’t have a better choice.
She couldn’t stay in the washroom forever.
Qiao Mianmian pressed her thighs together and took baby steps to the door, before opening it just slightly.
She stuck her head out and saw the man still sitting on the bed.
He didn’t look too good. He was sitting expressionlessly and motionlessly as a strange air surrounded him.
Qiao Mianmian felt bad.
And embarrassed to say a thing.
She bit her lip and hesitated before apprehensively calling out, “Uh, Mo Yesi…”
The man looked up at her but was still expressionless.
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
She coughed lightly and awkwardly. Her cheeks were already red before she said, “Can you help me with something?”
Mo Yesi was puzzled by her look of embarrassment and shyness. He narrowed his eyes. “What do you want me to help you with?”
His desire had barely faded.
The man’s voice was still low and hoarse.
Qiao Mianmian stammered. “Uh, well, m-my Aunt Flo is here.”
“What?”
Mo Yesi was a little stunned. He squinted. “Your what’s here?”
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
It was embarrassing enough that she had to say it the first time…
