After the demise of tea-red summer, a slightly desolate autumn wind arrives.
In the blink of an eye, the freshman's belly started to show a bit, and every day it's pampered by the second brother as if it were precious.
The semester began, and Chen Xiaoqian entered the last year of her graduate studies. On the opening day, her aunt flow happened to come along, forcing Yu Minglang to make an emergency stop on the road to school to buy disposable panties and sanitary pads at a convenience store.
Then once again, he sighed in regret at his failure to make a baby.
What happened to those sayings about effort being rewarded?
Why were others' fields successfully sown, but why was he still missing the mark?
A thousand words condensed into one sentence—
"Which counter has the winged sanitary napkins? Thanks."
The sales clerk blushed; such a handsome man, yet so considerate—such good men are rare these days.
