It was three hours later when su lanxu woke up, and her stomach was no longer in pain.
She felt something running, so she lifted the blanket and ran to the toilet.
Three minutes later, she was sitting on the toilet, frowning.
She had come in too hurriedly and did not bring a sanitary pad. She then looked at the sanitary pad that had been thrown into the trash can and was covered in her menstrual blood ...
Su lanxu covered her face helplessly. Was today her large-scale social death scene?
If Xu Jialu wasn't here, it wouldn't be a big deal for her to run upstairs with her pants up. But now, Xu Jialu was in the villa.
Su lanxu let out a heavy sigh.
Thump thump.
There was a knock on the door.
Su lanxu immediately straightened her back and asked in a nervous voice, " w-what's wrong? "
"The things are at the door, you can take them yourself."
