The woman's words were like a basin of cold water, directly extinguishing the fire burning in Shang Chi.
At the same time, it also made him feel completely cold.
He lowered his head and looked at his fingertips. The bright red color stained his entire fingers.
And there was also a small pool of bright color on the yoga mat.
No wonder the feeling was different from usual.
Both of them sat up. Jiang Zhi's ears were red, and she looked at him awkwardly, "I'm sorry."
She knew that suddenly stopping at this time was a buzzkill.
Shang Chi frowned tightly. He reached out and took the sweat towel placed aside, quickly wiping his fingers.
Then he stood up and walked quickly into the bathroom of the gym.
The man's attitude showed utter indifference.
When Jiang Zhi saw him leaving her without hesitation, a strange emotion arose in her heart, sour and astringent, and a bit uncomfortable.
Later, she realized that this feeling was actually loss and grievance.
Her eyes felt a little hot. Jiang Zhi bit her lower lip, stood up, picked up the sportswear on the ground, and was about to put it on.
But just as she put one hand in, the man's reproachful voice came from the direction of the bathroom, "It's all soaked. Why are you still wearing it? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he had already stepped in front of Jiang Zhi. He draped the clean bath towel in his hand over her, wrapping her tightly.
Jiang Zhi was slightly stunned. The towel on her body blocked the cold air from the air conditioner in the room, and she gradually felt warm.
She lowered her eyes, looking at the towel as clean as snow, a little incredulous, "Did you... go get a towel for me?"
Shang Chi's hand wrapping the towel around her paused, and he let out a low "Hmm".
After answering, he reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.
The woman's eyes dodged, the corners of her eyes were red, and there was a faint glimmer of water.
Shang Chi's heart tightened.
As soon as the woman spoke, he noticed that her voice was off.
He let out a silent sigh, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her eye, kissing away the salty tears.
The man's face showed no excessive expression, but his movements were very gentle.
Jiang Zhi's fingers tightened the edge of the towel on her body.
The man pressed his forehead against hers, and the intimate and ambiguous action was like that of a pair of lovers in love.
His big palm caressed her fair cheek, looking at her with lowered eyes, his voice low, "Did you think I dislike you?"
Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment. She glanced away, not daring to look at him, and let out a muffled "Hmm" from her throat.
After all, the man was born into a famous family. In old - fashioned concepts, a woman's menstrual blood is considered unclean.
To put it bluntly, even in this era, many men still think that menstrual blood is filthy.
If they touch it, they will have bad luck and affect their fortune.
Shang Chi kissed her forehead, his voice low, clear and serious, "Menstruation is originally a very normal female physiological phenomenon. It's the process of blood and tissue shedding from the uterus. You don't need to feel ashamed or inferior, and there's no need to apologize."
"The dirty things have always been people's hearts and disgusting thoughts. I only care about whether my wife catches a cold and if there's any discomfort in her body."
The man's view on women's menstruation shocked Jiang Zhi.
Shang Chi lowered his head and pecked her lips, his words forceful, "I said, since I married you, I will treat you well. Trust me."
Jiang Zhi was just about to speak when a hot current welled up from below again.
She said shyly, "I want to deal with it first."
Upon hearing this, Shang Chi picked up the sports shirt beside him and put it on. Then he bent down, picked her up horizontally, and walked out.
Jiang Zhi was startled and asked in a flustered manner, "Isn't there a bathroom here?"
Shang Chi explained calmly, "There's no hot water in the bathroom."
He deliberately paused, looked down at Jiang Zhi, his tone mixed with playfulness, and slowly said, "Are you so afraid that Aunt Zhang will see? But taking you back, it's not like we're doing it in front of her."
Jiang Zhi, "..."