Nevertheless, when he saw the shame and resentment on Ye Qingge's face, Li Beichen growled softly, "Damn it!"
All of his desires instantly disappeared in a puff of smoke.
He pulled out his hand and looked at the crimson bloodstain…
Ye Qingge shut her eyes. Her beautiful face had scrunched up like a steamed bun. She was thoroughly embarrassed.
"Does it hurt?"
Li Beichen was under the impression that Ye Qingge was in pain.
"Get off!" Ye Qingge refused to look at Li Beichen.
That being said, her heart shuddered because of his words, "Does it hurt?"
Li Beichen got up and Ye Qingge quickly straightened out her skirt.
She reached out to open the car door. She needed to get a sanitary pad.
"What are you doing??" Li Beichen asked, grabbing her by the hand.
"I need to buy… something. Let go of me!"
Ye Qingge was still blushing. She could not even speak confidently, as if she were whining.
