An Xiaoning's eyes lit up as she looked at him and said, "No touching me for a week."
"I've held it in for 20-odd years, a week is nothing to me." He continued to ask, "Which brand of sanitary pads do you use? We don't have any at home, I'll go get you some."
Seeing how meticulous and caring he was, An Xiaoning proceeded to tell him the brand she preferred. "I only ever use that brand. There are two types of pads, one for use in the day, and one for use at night. Get a packet of each. But… wouldn't it be awkward for you to buy something like this? Aren't you afraid that the lady at the cashier will expose you online?" she added.
"She can expose me for all I care, I'm buying it for my wife," he said as he put on his coat and headed out.
An Xiaoning felt a warm and fuzzy feeling in her heart. She had never expected for there to be such a meticulous and sweet side to him.
