Zhang Qianqian was very stubborn, believing that only her future husband could see her Qugu Acupoint and touch that sacred place.
Even menstrual pain was no big deal.
But the fact proved otherwise.
Her menstrual pain specialized in subduing all her defiance.
There it was.
When the pain struck, it felt as though her entire body was being cut with knives, and she was in unbearable agony.
When Xu Wendong turned back and reached Zhang Qianqian's bedroom, he found her already lying on the bed, her pants pulled down to her thighs, revealing her flat Qugu Acupoint.
As for her, she covered her head with the quilt, seeming to hope that this would dissolve her inner embarrassment and shame.
"I'm starting now."
Xu Wendong said politely, then placed his right hand on the spot below Zhang Qianqian's abdomen, just one or two centimeters further, and he would touch the sensitive bud.
