"I just want to take a look," he said, all curiosity. "Where does the blood come from? How much is there? Why don't women die from bleeding seven days every month?"
If it were an injury, bleeding non-stop would mean no survival after a day.
In that sense, women really are a miraculous species.
He Jingyao gazed at her seriously, as if she were some rare specimen.
Su Zixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You're not allowed to look!" Su Zixi desperately clutched the blanket, "You should know where the blood comes from..."
"Hmm?" He Jingyao looked at her inquiringly.
Su Zixi's face turned beet red as she held it in, "Because... that place is where you've been!"
The man raised an eyebrow slightly and after a moment, he chuckled lowly, his voice husky as he said, "I see."
"You should go to your meeting now!" Su Zixi glared at him, "I need to sleep! Considering how much blood I'm losing, shouldn't I get some good rest?"