Just when she began to feel discomfort in her lower abdomen, she now realized that it was simply a precursor to what was coming.
Returning to the bedroom, Luo Xiaoqian looked at the snow-white bed sheets she had dirtied and wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
As she heard his voice from the bathroom, she hurried over, quickly rolled up the bed sheets and her clothes into a bundle and picked them up.
Turning around, she saw Leng Zimo emerge from the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.
"Uhm... could you wait a moment? I'll take these downstairs and come back to make your bed right away!"
With those rushed words, she dashed out of the room, went downstairs to stuff everything into the washing machine and then scurried back up, pulling open a drawer beside the wardrobe.
However, all she saw were his clothes.
She hurriedly put the drawer back in place and opened the one below.
This time, it was all socks...
Oh God, could someone tell her where his bed sheets were?
