The car stopped outside a 24-hour convenience store. He let Gu Qingxin out, saying, "Hang on a little more, we'll be home soon."
Gu Qingxin gripped his hand and covered her lower abdomen with her other hand, frowning, "The bodyguard could have gone."
Beiming Han's eyes darkened, "How can you let another man buy your intimate items!"
After Beiming Han said this, he let go of her hand, got out of the car, and Gu Qingxin stood there. She couldn't help but smile, turned her head, rested her chin on the back of the sofa, and watched him enter the convenience store.
When Beiming Han entered, the clerks were dumbfounded and took a while to get back to reality. Luckily it was late at night and there were not many customers inside, otherwise, Beiming Han would have drawn a crowd again.
Beiming Han was tall, and with a few glances, he found the place where feminine hygiene products were sold.
