The man suddenly stopped moving.
"It really started, don't touch me," she continued.
Rong Shaoze raised his head and did not believe her words.
He curled his lips into a wicked smile, "Is that so? Let me check."
He remembered her menstrual cycle, which was not due today but should be a few days later.
But when he pulled down her pants, he saw the blood stains on the thin sanitary pad and froze.
Lin Xinlan's face turned bright red with both shame and indigence. She got up, pushed him away, hurriedly straightened her clothes, and wrapped her body in the blanket.
"I was telling the truth, I didn't lie to you."
Rong Shaoze clenched his fists tightly, veins throbbing on his forehead. He glared at her as if it were her fault that her period had come.
"Why today? Isn't it supposed to be four or five days from now?!"
Lin Xinlan was slightly stunned. How did he know her menstrual cycle?
"My cycle is irregular; it's common for it to start a few days early..."
"You..."
