Xiang Di felt like her wrist was about to be shaken out of joint, yet Xiang Sheng still firmly restrained her wrist. And judging by the relaxed expression on his face, he probably hadn’t even used half his strength.

In the end, Xiang Di gave up, looking at him dejectedly and angrily.

Having regained his sense of masculine pride from his sister, Xiang Sheng finally released her.

“See? The strength gap between men and women is just this big. So never think you can beat a man.”

He reached out, tapped her forehead, and said word by word, “An overestimating little girl.”

Xiang Di had completely realized by now that the reason she had been able to gain the upper hand and pin him down to hit him earlier was entirely because Xiang Sheng had been letting her.

She suddenly asked gloomily, “Are people who work out all this strong?”

“What else would you expect? You think those dumbbells are made of foam?” Xiang Sheng said. “After you finish the college entrance exam, I’ll take you to our gym to have a look. I’m telling you, with your little frame, you’re not even as heavy as the iron we usually lift.”

Xiang Sheng was initially disdainful, but then realized that Xiang Di didn’t retort. She was just holding her slightly reddened wrist, suddenly sinking into some kind of contemplation.

His heart instantly panicked. Could it be that he really hadn’t controlled his strength just now and had hurt her?

“How about I rub some safflower oil on it for you?” Xiang Sheng sighed. “You’re really too delicate. I barely used any strength, and your wrist is already red like this.”

It felt like his parents hadn’t given birth to a younger sister, but to a little chick.

Xiang Di shot her brother a glance, thinking, what do you know, I’m a delicate soft-bodied saint. Toss me into any little yellow novel and the male lead would get so excited he’d battle with me for three days and three nights.

Xiang Di snorted and ignored her brother, picked up her bag, walked into her room, and casually closed the door behind her.

After returning to her room, Xiang Di flopped onto the bed, raised her wrist, and stared at the red handprint left on it.

If only this were Bai Jiangxin’s handprint. She would definitely take a photo and treasure it forever.

She only wanted to be fiercely restrained by Bai Jiangxin.

And today, she had also learned a new piece of information about him—he also goes to the gym.

She had already accepted that perhaps over these three years Bai Jiangxin had been busy studying, had no muscles on his body, and she could only rely on her own imagination to Photoshop a set of muscles onto him. But after learning today that he also goes to the gym, Xiang Di instantly felt that he had become even more charming.

Before, she could only tell that Bai Jiangxin’s body proportions were very good—slim waist, long legs, broad shoulders, tall stature. Now, thinking about how beneath that cold, aloof, and noble top-student exterior, there was actually a body full of strength.

When she was younger, she had learned painting with her aunt, so such a perfect human body was extremely attractive to her. She wanted to be like a painter outlining the lines of the human form, using her fingertips as the tip of a brush, tracing his body part by part.

She wanted to use her right index finger to slide from his hairline across his forehead, then arrive at his high-bridged nose, and then touch those soft, light-pink lips that were always pressed into a thin line with indifference.

Passing over his lips, from the tip of his chin she would move to the place where his Adam’s apple protruded. She wanted to rub and rub that sexy mole on his Adam’s apple, until the skin around that mole turned red, until she forced out his suppressed groan.

His entire body, from top to bottom, was covered with a layer of perfectly balanced thin muscle. Beneath his fair skin were bluish veins, and underneath flowed a current of blood belonging to a young man—clear and restrained, yet at the same time filled with a certain wild tension.

She wanted to sketch his firm arms, caress his slightly defined chest muscles, repeatedly dot and outline the depressions of his abs and V-line with her own hand, painting those exquisitely beautiful strokes and lines.

Xiang Di bit her lip lightly. But touching him like this would definitely provoke him.

However, she wanted to provoke him. Only by provoking him could she experience the more intense next step.

He would definitely lose control. Then, the world would spin, and her wrist would be firmly grasped by a palm, immediately pinned above her head.

She looked up. Gone was the prim, cold demeanor of the top student he displayed during the day. His dark eyes were filled with desire, and his slender Adam’s apple bobbed incessantly in his neck.

In a hoarse voice, he asked her, “Have you touched enough?”

She cooed, “No, let me touch a little more.”

Bai Jiangxin was not the type to let her have her way. She tried to break free a few times but couldn’t. He patted her face from above, looking down at her. “Now it’s my turn.”

After saying this, he lowered his body. The god-like being, usually as cool and distant as the moon in the sky, transformed into a nursing infant needing milk, sucking and swallowing vigorously.

His hard abs pressed against her soft lower abdomen. His hands, which had lifted dumbbells, had a powerful grip, effortlessly lifting her slim waist.

Xiang Di, having fantasized to her heart’s content, suddenly started excitedly pounding the bed.

She hadn’t pounded many times before a sudden sinking feeling spread through her lower abdomen.

No way, it’s happening so quickly today?

She rushed out of her room and hurried to the bathroom, only to discover it was actually her period starting.

Xiang Di took out her phone and checked the period-tracking app. It was a few days early.

Oh my God, just from imagining something, her period came early. Bai Jiangxin’s potency was too strong.

So it turns out Bai Jiangxin could not only relieve her stress but also had the effect of inducing menstruation.

Xiang Di sighed, already anticipating that the coming week would likely be tough for her.

─── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ───

The first day of her period was okay. Xiang Di just felt an ache in her lower back and a lack of strength in her body, especially in her legs; walking felt like an effort.

Usually, the second day was the most uncomfortable for Xiang Di.

She barely managed to get through morning classes. By lunchtime, Xiang Di didn’t even have the energy to go to the cafeteria. Luckily, Liang Qianqian knew she had menstrual cramps and told her to rest properly in the classroom; she would go buy lunch from the convenience store for her.

Helpless, Liang Qianqian had to find other girls to go to the cafeteria with.

While getting food and looking for a seat, she happened to run into Ye Minjia and Bai Jiangxin. Ye Minjia, seeing she was with other girls today, curiously asked, “Did you have a fight with Xiang Di?”

Liang Qianqian shot him a look. “A dog’s mouth can’t spit out ivory.”

Ye Minjia: “Then why aren’t you with Xiang Di today?”

Liang Qianqian: “She’s not feeling well, resting in the classroom.”

“Ah? What’s wrong with her?” Ye Minjia said. “Is she sick?”

Although menstruation is a normal physiological phenomenon and there’s no need to feel ashamed, Liang Qianqian still thought it better not to casually tell boys about her friend’s period.

Especially someone with a foul mouth like Ye Minjia. Last week when she had her period, Ye Minjia accidentally saw the sanitary pads in her desk, and this damn class monitor actually exclaimed, “Holy crap, you’re actually a girl?”

Liang Qianqian snapped, “What’s it to you what’s wrong with her? You’re not her dad.”

“I’m her class monitor. If I don’t care about her, who will?” Ye Minjia glanced at her. “On the other hand, you—what kind of plastic bestie are you? Your friend isn’t feeling well, and you’re not in the classroom accompanying her, yet you still have the leisure to come to the cafeteria to eat. You cold and heartless person.”

Liang Qianqian was just about to retort when the girl who had come with her waved from not far away. “Qianqian, there’s a seat here.”

She lifted her foot and kicked Ye Minjia to vent her anger. Liang Qianqian couldn’t be bothered with him anymore and walked away directly.

Ye Minjia patted his pant leg and looked in the direction Liang Qianqian left, clicking his tongue twice. “Plastic bestie.”

Then he turned to Bai Jiangxin and said, “We’re better than that, right… Huh? You’re not eating anymore?”

Bai Jiangxin gave a hum. “Today’s dishes don’t taste very good.”

“I think they taste pretty good.”

And the cafeteria food always tasted like this anyway. Truly a young master’s stomach, changing like the weather. Seeing that he was about to leave, Ye Minjia hurriedly sped up his eating. “Wait for me, I’m almost done.”

“Teacher is looking for me.” Bai Jiangxin said. “Eat slowly. Don’t choke.”

That someone, even if she thought about it to the point of her heart exploding, wouldn’t dare trouble him with a single word.

Better go take a look.

─── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ───

There weren’t many people in the classroom in the afternoon. Xiang Di was lying on her desk. After resting a bit, she felt much better, but her stomach still hurt a little, and she was also a bit hungry.

Suddenly, someone lightly knocked on her desk. She thought it was Qianqian who had returned, so she immediately stretched out her hand, grabbed the person’s school uniform, then slowly lifted her head and looked at the zipper of that person’s uniform, saying pitifully:

“I knew you love me, couldn’t bear to see me suffer alone in the classroom, and came back so quickly after finishing lunch.”

There was no response.

She lifted her head a bit more, blinked, and made sure she wasn’t seeing wrong.

She quickly withdrew the hand that was gripping Bai Jiangxin’s uniform, forcing an awkward smile onto her pale little face. “Sorry, I thought Qianqian was back.”

Bai Jiangxin pressed his lips together and asked her, “Are you sick?”

For a moment, Xiang Di suddenly became a little tongue-tied.

Obviously, menstruation wasn’t anything shameful. In the morning, when Zhou Linxiao saw that she was uncomfortable and asked what was wrong, she directly said that she was on her period.

Zhou Linxiao had immediately looked at her with concern and said he understood. His mother also had dysmenorrhea. Every time she had menstrual pain, she would call his father and act spoiled.

She really envied Zhou Linxiao’s mother—when she had menstrual pain, she could call her handsome husband and act spoiled. Unfortunately, her husband and her, at present, were still only classmates.

And she couldn’t act spoiled with him anyway. What was the use of saying it?

Xiang Di said a bit dejectedly, “…Sort of. My stomach hurts.”

Bai Jiangxin lowered his voice. “Very painful?”

Actually, it wasn’t that painful, but she hesitated for a moment and still nodded.

Her long lashes drooped, casting a wronged shadow beneath her eyes. She weakly squeezed out a sound from her nose. “Mm.”

Then she put on a look of being unable to endure the pain and weakly collapsed back onto the desk.

“So painful…”

Since she had menstrual pain anyway, acting a bit in front of him to try for some sympathy wasn’t too excessive, right?

Bai Jiangxin’s tone turned slightly heavy. “Do you want to go to the infirmary to take a look?”

Xiang Di hurriedly lifted her head. “Ah, no no.”

The tone just now seemed a bit too dramatic. She added, “My legs don’t have much strength. I can’t walk, so I’ll just rest in the classroom for a bit.”

Bai Jiangxin said directly, “I’ll carry you.”

Xiang Di: “……”

Bai Jiangxin: “You don’t want to?”

If they went to the infirmary, wouldn’t he find out that she wasn’t actually sick at all, but just on her period?

But.

Bai Jiangxin said he would carry her!

What kind of idiot would refuse something like being carried to the infirmary by the person they like?

A once-in-eight-hundred-years idol-drama scene was finally about to descend upon her.

When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten itself. One must enjoy life while things are good. Whatever—she’d explain it to him later. Enjoy first!

Xiang Di said softly, “…Th-then I’ll trouble you.”

Bai Jiangxin was very straightforward. He turned his back to her and squatted down.

“Get on.”

Xiang Di carefully climbed onto his back. Bai Jiangxin barely used any strength before standing up.

【Hahahaha, husband’s back! I finally got to ride it!】

【Rounding it up, I can be considered to have played a piggyback game with my husband too!】

Bai Jiangxin: “……”

Judging from this extremely energetic inner monologue, and even having the mood to crack dirty jokes, she really didn’t seem like someone who was sick.