Luo Xiaoqian closed her eyes resignedly. She had already reached this point anyway. What was the difference between once, ten times, and a hundred times?
Luo Xiaoqian, don’t you want to be popular? Don’t you want to be famous? Don’t you want to take revenge on Lu Hao?
This man is capable enough to help you do it.
As long as you please him!
She no longer resisted and let him do whatever he wanted.
Leng Zimo raised his hand to open the door and lifted her up.
All the way upstairs, he hugged her and lay on the pillow.
Luo Xiaoqian closed her eyes.
However, what she imagined didn't happen.
"Damn it!"
Leng Zimo cursed angrily.
She screamed, her eyes widening in surprise, and she saw him standing up from her with an annoyed look on his face, "Clean up this place!"
Then, he turned around and walked into the bathroom.
Luo Xiaoqian didn't know where she had offended this Lord of Hell.
Sitting up hurriedly, she quickly pulled down the nightgown that he had pushed around her neck. Her eyes touched the clothes he had casually thrown beside the bed, and her little face instantly turned red and bled.
There were clear blood stains on the clothes.
She's on her period!
At that moment, Luo Xiaoqian couldn't express her feelings. In short, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
Her mind buzzed, and she immediately jumped to the ground in panic.
He ran out the door, opened his schoolbag, took out his clothes and sanitary napkins and ran to the bathroom downstairs.
Just now she felt that her lower abdomen was not working, but now she realized that it was a sign.
Returning to the bedroom, Luo Xiaoqian looked at the snow-white sheets that were stained by her, and just wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
Listening to his voice in the bathroom, she rushed over, quickly rolled the sheets and her clothes into a ball, and hugged them.
Turning around, he saw Leng Zimo walking out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.
"Um... just wait a moment. I'll take these downstairs and help you lay out the sheets right away!"
With a quick word, she rushed out of the room, went downstairs and stuffed all these things into the washing machine, then hurriedly came back upstairs and opened the drawer on the side of the wardrobe.
As a result, all that appeared in front of her were his clothes.
She hurriedly reset the drawer and opened the lower layer.
This time, it’s all socks…
God, who can tell her where his sheets are?
Leng Zimo watched her rummaging around the closet like a headless fly, raised his eyebrows, and spoke in time to save her.
"The drawer under the bed, on the left!"
Luo Xiaoqian rushed to the bed and opened the drawer on the left.
