"Yang Cheng, you're leaving tomorrow, and who knows when you'll be back. Tonight, I must take good care of you."
Kong Lingwen walked in, wrapping her arms around Yang Cheng's neck, her long legs entwined around his waist.
"Who's taking care of who?"
Yang Cheng chuckled, holding her slender waist and striding towards the bed.
Not long after, the sounds of a woman's pleasant moans and a man's low growls echoed in the room.
Two hours later, the intimate session ended, and Yang Cheng lay on the bed with Kong Lingwen, both panting and savoring the aftermath with eyes closed.
"Hiss..."
Suddenly, Kong Lingwen sucked in a cold breath, clutching her stomach with a painful expression.
Yang Cheng opened his eyes abruptly, asking with concern, "What's wrong?"
"My stomach feels bloated and hot, maybe my period is coming."
As soon as Kong Lingwen finished speaking, Yang Cheng's warm hands caressed her lower abdomen, gently massaging it.
"Feeling better now?"
