The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Yisheng: "..."

My computer crashed! My computer crashed! Wen Yisheng is offline! My computer crashed.

Goodbye, Earthlings! She wants to sail away to live on other planets!

Wen Yisheng's face flushed bright red instantly, and she was so embarrassed that she forgot to react.

It wasn't until Wen Zhi pulled a sanitary napkin out of his pocket and handed it to her that she understood: "Take your medicine first. There's a restroom in the ward. You can use this pad later."

She...yes, she has to pay for it herself! Of course she has to pay for it herself; she can't let someone else do it for her!

Wait, now's not the time to focus on this!

Wen Yisheng's eyes darted away, and she swiftly grabbed the sanitary napkin that Wen Zhi handed her, clutching it tightly behind her back: "Thank you, but where did you get this from?"

Wen Zhi smiled: "I always carry it with me, and it just so happens that you can use it."

?

Wen Yisheng's lips twitched.

He looked at Wen Zhi with a strange expression, as if he were looking at a pervert with unusual fetishes!

Wen Zhi smiled and reached out to rub her head: "What are you thinking about?"

"Training makes my feet tired. I read online that sanitary napkins for women are softer and easier to use than shoe insoles. I tried them and they are indeed quite good, so I packed four packs in your suitcase. I also brought some for myself." Wen Zhi finished explaining in a serious tone.

Wen Yisheng breathed a sigh of relief and muttered softly, "So that's how it is. I thought you..."

"What did you think?" Wen Zhi glanced down at his inner thigh and smiled happily. "I can't use it anywhere else, it'll get pushed away."

Wen Yisheng choked on her saliva.

Top, top run?

"What kind of wild and inappropriate words are these?" Wen Yisheng glanced at him subconsciously.

It's bulging and big, like it's stuffed with something!

Wen Yisheng's pupils dilated, and she quickly looked away, only to meet Wen Zhi's smiling eyes. She forced a smile, put her mouth on the straw, and took a sip of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.

--vomit!

It was incredibly, incredibly awful! It almost killed her!

"What's wrong? Can't you stand the taste?" Wen Zhi asked her.

Wen Yisheng shook her head and nodded, swallowing the medicine with difficulty, her face contorted in a pitiful yet amusing way: "...Wen Zhi, I feel that my body is completely healed."

Wen Zhi raised an eyebrow: "So?"

Wen Yisheng put the small medicine bottle back on the table, pushed it outwards with her finger, bit her lip, and looked like she wanted to drink it but couldn't bear it anymore, which made people both laugh and cry.

"So I don't need to drink this anymore," she said softly, her eyes blinking guiltily.

Wen Zhi's heart melted at the sight of her little expression.

His eyes lingered on every part of her—her mouth, her nose, her eyes—he couldn't get enough of looking at her.

"No, you have to drink it." Wen Zhi's face was stern, just like an older brother disciplining a spoiled younger sister who was afraid of bitter medicine.

Wen Yisheng tightened her grip, savoring the intoxicating taste from earlier.

He shook his head firmly.

"I'm all better now, I won't drink it."

"I need to go to the restroom!"

As soon as Wen Yisheng finished speaking, she got out of bed. Before she could even put on her shoes, the tall, slender boy pressed her against the bedside and coaxed her gently, "Good girl, Asheng, if you drink your medicine, I'll give you a piece of candy as a reward."

With his other hand behind his back, Wen Zhi magically produced a fruit-flavored hard candy for her to see.

He was much taller than her.

Wen Yisheng sat on the edge of the bed, propping herself up with her hands and leaning back, creating a slight distance between herself and him. She turned her face away and said, "I don't want to..."

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and the branches lean across the windowsill, a touch of lush green in summer.

I don't want to...

The girl's soft, gentle voice seemed to transform into a feather, lightly brushing past Wen Zhi's ear, stirring his restlessness.

Wen Zhi swallowed hard, bracing himself against her with one hand on the bed, and picked up the Huoxiang Zhengqi Water from the table with the other, placing it to her lips.

He softened his voice, his tone seductive: "Why is Ah Sheng still acting like a child? Does she have to be fed medicine by her older brother?"