Lin Sijia was becoming more and more like a hostess of the house, which made Ye Xingchen a little happy. This meant that Lin Sijia had started to slowly rely on him from the bottom of her heart, which gratified Ye Xingchen.
He pulled Lin Sijia's hand and walked to the dining table. Lin Sijia followed behind Ye Xingchen with a red face and even sat down beside Ye Xingchen.
Three dishes and one soup. It wasn't a sumptuous meal, but it had the taste of home.
"I'll gather everyone when I wake up tomorrow and give them some supplies. Do you need anything?"
Lin Sijia thought for a moment and suddenly blushed again. "Well... Bras, underwear, and that…Well... Do you have sanitary pads?"
Ye Xingchen was stunned for a moment before his face suddenly turned hot.
That was right, Lin Sijia was a woman. She was somewhat different from him physically. He had forgotten about it.
"Alright, I'll look for it after dinner."
