Shen Mianmian never dreamed that her period would suddenly visit her out of the blue, especially in such a situation.
She clearly remembered that in her previous life, she didn’t get her period until she was seventeen years old.
Was it because she lived too well in this life? Her ’relative’ arrived early, and right in front of He Nan.
What’s more crucial is that in her past life, whenever her period came, it was so painful she felt like she was dying, but this time it was as discreet as an official on an inspection tour.
At this moment, Shen Mianmian wished, just like in the lyrics of a song, that she could transform into a butterfly. Not to fly with someone, but to fly away because she couldn’t face He Nan anymore.
She kept her head down, not daring to look at his expression. Her face grew hotter and hotter. Although she didn’t have a mirror, she knew that her face must be as red as a cooked shrimp.
He Nan probably froze for a few seconds before suddenly stepping towards her. Shen Mianmian shivered and instinctively took a step back. His brow slightly furrowed, he said, "Don’t move."
Shen Mianmian immediately dared not move.
She stood there stiffly, her legs feeling as if they weren’t her own.
At this moment, He Nan seemed to have adjusted his emotions, his demeanor already quite calm. He stood in front of her, took off his coat, and wrapped it around her waist; then he went out and soon came back with a wet towel.
His expression was serene as he wiped the mark she left on the couch. Seeing that her face was still as red as if it were going to bleed, he looked like he had hit the pause button, not moving for a long while. He then pursed his lips and said,
"Don’t be embarrassed. This is a normal physiological condition."
Shen Mianmian nodded stiffly.
Right, how could she forget?
She was only sixteen years old. In He Nan’s eyes, she was still a child.
Right, right, right, she was a child, she was a child. There was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Shen Mianmian kept hypnotizing herself in her mind, and it seemed to be somewhat effective. Gradually, she felt that maybe it wasn’t that embarrassing after all.
"I’ll step out for a bit. You sit on the sofa and wait for me."
Before Shen Mianmian could respond, he seemed to consider a problem, his brow furrowed, and he asked, "Can you still walk?"
Shen Mianmian nodded blankly.
If this incident had happened to someone else, she would have thought it was a funny joke to ask a girl on her period if she could walk. But now, she just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.
"I’ll take you out to buy some things."
Shen Mianmian nodded, her head still lowered.
Although he didn’t specify what he was going to buy, Shen Mianmian knew.
At this point, the only option was to go with him to buy some things. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
She followed two steps behind him. Although she very much wanted to walk fast, her legs were as stiff as if they had heavy stones tied to them. She had just moved two steps when he seemed to realize she couldn’t walk properly. Without a word, he suddenly turned around and scooped her up in a princess carry.
For the first time in her life, Shen Mianmian found herself being carried this way, her arm brushing against his strong chest, and looking up, she saw his tightened jaw.
Embarrassment reached its peak, but it inadvertently led her to calm down.
She was still a sixteen-year-old girl. He Brother must definitely see her as a child. Since he was being so casual about it, she should be casual as well.
As he said, it was a normal physiological condition.
Calm down, calm down, calm down.
Shen Mianmian took a few quiet deep breaths, and the heat on her face slowly subsided.