Li Fengchang turned around, his fingers clutching the bathrobe, his small face tense, growing even redder.
"What's wrong?"
Recalling the scene just now, Mi Shen felt a wave of palpitations, and she stammered even more, "I… I…"
How was she supposed to tell him?
She simply couldn't bring herself to say it!
Seeing her troubled little expression, Li Fengchang asked, "Is your stomach hurting again?"
Bitting her lip, Mi Shen dared not breathe too loudly,
Hearing this, a smile crept onto Li Fengchang's handsome face, as he raised his hand to rub her hair, "I'll go buy it."
Mi Shen's face resembled a fully ripened persimmon, she couldn't possibly get any redder...
——
Ten minutes later, in the nearest supermarket to Shuiyue Restaurant.
Li Fengchang found the items Mi Shen needed in the feminine products section, where various brands were displayed on the shelves. He scanned them briefly and casually picked up a box to examine the packaging.
290mm.
