Wang Dahai was stunned, was she reacting?

He began to doubt; had he perhaps applied it to the wrong spot?

Looking, he confirmed he was indeed rubbing her thigh.

It seemed like her body was overly sensitive.

Just from rubbing the inner side of her thigh, she already had a reaction.

But it seemed a bit too sensitive.

And furthermore...

Wang Dahai squinted and looked carefully; she had a sanitary pad in her underwear, bulging out.

But at the moment, moisture was seeping through the pad, wetting her little intimates.

It clearly showed how intense her reaction was.

Wu Qiangwei noticed he had paused in his movements and knew he must have noticed, feeling extremely embarrassed.

She cursed in her mind: Bastard Wang Dahai!

At the same time, she was somewhat annoyed with herself, how could I react to him!

Though they had been intimate more than once, the first time was accidental, and the second time because she did not want to owe Wang Dahai anything.

She had no fond feelings towards Wang Dahai.

However, the body's response was honest, that could not be faked.

She pursed her lips tightly, not making a sound.

Wang Dahai continued to wipe her body. She didn't make any more noises, but her little intimates got progressively more damp.

A few minutes later, he carried the washbasin to the bathroom to clean up.

Wu Qiangwei breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't fall asleep at all anymore.

Wang Dahai came back and sat next to the sofa, continuing to scroll through his phone.

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Did you start having a fever yesterday?"

"Yes."

"Yesterday…" Wang Dahai's expression turned slightly awkward as he muttered to himself, "It couldn't be because we were naked for too long the other day, catching a cold because of it, could it?"

After thinking about it, he guessed that was probably the reason.

That day they had been going at it from the afternoon until the evening, without wearing any clothes.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Qiangwei looked at him furiously.

Wang Dahai let out a sheepish laugh.

Wu Qiangwei huffed loudly, her anger growing inside her.

Suddenly, a piercing pain in her lower abdomen made her furrow her brows tightly and instinctively curl up, emitting a somewhat pained whimper.

Wang Dahai jumped, asking anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Wu Qiangwei didn't speak, just kept whimpering lightly, her eyebrows still tightly knitted.

"Are you feeling nauseous?"

"Are you dizzy?"

Wang Dahai fired a series of questions, but she didn't utter a word, obviously in too much pain to speak.

Suddenly, Wang Dahai thought of something and asked, "Menstrual cramps?"

"Mhm." She uttered a syllable through her nose.

"Let me rub it for you."

Wang Dahai reached his hand towards the blanket.

"No need, don't touch me."

She wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, not letting his hand in.

"Then just endure it slowly."

Wang Dahai leaned back in his chair, continuing to scroll through his phone.

But her constant light whimpers made it hard for him to concentrate.

Seeing her pain intensifying, Wang Dahai thought a good man shouldn't fight with a woman and, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, he pulled away the blanket and placed his hand on her lower belly.

"Don't touch me…"

"Lie still, I can't rub it like this."

"Don't touch me… what are you doing!"

She gasped as her hands covering her belly were forcibly removed and her body was made to lie down.

Soon, a warm hand was placed on her lower abdomen, gently massaging it.

She wanted to struggle, but after a few massages, the intense pain in her lower abdomen quickly subsided.

That large hand seemed to have a magical effect, dissolving the pain of menstrual cramps and naturally relaxing her whole body.

The tightly knitted brows also gradually eased.

Seeing her brows relaxed and her body also loosening, Wang Dahai knew she must be feeling much better.

But thinking about her attitude just before, Wang Dahai deliberately asked, "Feeling better now?"

Wu Qiangwei was somewhat unable to let go of her pride, but still softly hummed an affirmation.

"I really can't tell if your physical condition is good or bad."

"To say it's good, just a few hours of tossing and turning, and you catch a cold and get a fever."

"To say it's not good, even with a fever your period still arrives on time."

Wu Qiangwei didn't say a word.

This man's mouth is what she disliked the most; sometimes she really didn't understand what Lin Wanqiu saw in him.

After massaging for more than ten minutes and seeing her completely relaxed, Wang Dahai withdrew his hand and said, "You'd better go to the bathroom and wash up a bit."

Wu Qiangwei paused for a moment, not understanding his meaning.

"I just saw that your pad has bulged up; you should change it and wash up well."

Wu Qiangwei's cheeks reddened, and she glared at him annoyed.

"Don't glare at me; I didn't do it on purpose."

"Humph!"

Wu Qiangwei felt extremely embarrassed inside; this kind of private matter being spoken about openly by a man made her feel utterly ashamed.

But after being reminded by Wang Dahai, she remembered that she hadn't changed it all day.

When she felt a sensation down there earlier, she felt a bit of wetness on her thighs.

It meant the sanitary pad was about to leak.

She always loved cleanliness, but this time the fever had been too severe; she only wanted to sleep and had no energy to think about these things.

Just as she was about to get up from the sofa, she remembered she was not wearing any clothes and said, "Turn around."

"It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Muttering under his breath.

Wang Dahai turned around.

Wu Qiangwei, annoyed and itching to argue, then sat up from the sofa, quickly slipped on her nightgown, and walked shakily towards the bathroom.

After she left, Wang Dahai lifted the blanket, discovering that the spot where she had lain was damp.

This was from the sweat she had exuded.

Even the blanket was somewhat moist.

He casually spread the blanket on the back of the sofa and turned to shout to the bathroom, "Go to your room to sleep later."

"This is my house!"

Wu Qiangwei's angry voice came from the bathroom.

Just like Wang Dahai disliked being ordered around, she similarly loathed being commanded in such a tone.

Besides, this was her house.

Wang Dahai calmly said, "The sofa cushion is wet."

This time she didn't answer.

After a while, Wu Qiangwei's voice rose again.

"Wang Dahai."

"What?" Wang Dahai asked, "Don't tell me you don't have the strength to stand up now? Please don't use these melodramatic tricks."

After a pause of several seconds, she said, "I'm out of sanitary pads."

Wang Dahai chuckled and said, "Got it."

He found the access card and went out.

In the bathroom, Wu Qiangwei sat on the toilet, bare-legged, her little intimates already thrown into the trash can.

Thinking of Wang Dahai going out to buy such a private item made her feel uneasy inside.

Her gaze inadvertently drifted to the trash can, where the dried traces of moisture were visible on the black little intimates.

Her face slightly flushed, her thoughts wandered to Wang Dahai reaching his hand under the blanket, touching her sensitive spots.

Thinking of when Wang Dahai wiped her thighs, the tickling and numbing sensation made her feel extraordinarily comfortable.

As she thought about it, she also remembered the scene of them entwined on the bed, rolling around.

During that moment, there was again a strong response down there.

Her small hand, unconsciously, slipped between her thighs.

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