"I think it's quite suitable," Tang Li said from beneath the covers: "I may just look young on the outside, but actually, my heart is already very mature."
As she spoke, she extended a slender pale arm to pull her clothes under the covers.
In no time, Tang Li emerged neatly dressed, flipping the covers off.
"I'm going to the restroom first."
Tang Li grabbed her backpack and hurried to the bathroom.
Song Baiyan sat on the sofa, hearing the bustling sounds from the bathroom, he couldn't help but smile wryly. The carefree nature of youth is one thing, but a true adult can't be quite so capricious.
In the bathroom, Tang Li realized she hadn't gotten her period.
As for the stomach pains, they might really be due to nervousness.
When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that Mr. Song had poured a cup of warm water, his demeanor tranquil and unhurried, in contrast to her own fretfulness.
"Did you get your period?" Mr. Song asked first.
"..."
