Lin Zhenghui had pilfered it from Yuan'er's purse: two individually wrapped sanitary pads, ultra-thin type at that.
As for whether these things were expensive, Lin Zhenghui had no idea.
All he knew was that his sister-in-law would use one or two packs a month, what with day-use and night-use varieties—it was very complicated.
"Bro, you want them? If not, forget it, I've got just these two packs," Lin Zhenghui said, passing them over.
"Can I even say I don't want them?" His current situation truly left him no choice.
Either pull off his socks to use in place of toilet paper.
Or use these two ultra-thin female products, or forgo wiping and leave.
"This stuff wipes clean as a whistle!" the man in the next stall said.
"..." Nangong Yuan'er hung from Lin Zhenghui, a bit speechless.
After the man next door had left,
Lin Zhenghui and Nangong Yuan'er resumed their wild goings-on inside...
Not until twenty minutes later.
Lin Zhenghui was the first to emerge from the restroom.
