Holding It In

At the thought of the condoms in her bag, Bai Qingqing was unable to calm herself down and kept having the urge to open one up to take a look.

After completing her assignments, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and reached toward her backpack, having her back facing Curtis as she squatted by the window, planning to open the packaging.

"You're done?" Curtis had also put down his pen and paper and was standing behind her. He could see the thing she was holding at one glance.

Bai Qingqing's hands shook and she stuttered, "En… that's right."

"What's this?" Curtis took the condom from her hands and took a look at the words on it.

Bai Qingqing quickly snatched it back and stuffed it into her bag. When she raised her head and looked at Curtis, a faint layer of flush had already appeared on her face. "It's nothing. It's very late now. Let's sleep."