If Beisitian hadn't suggested a walk to aid digestion, Luo Xudong wouldn't have wanted to come out at all. This short time was truly agonizing.
Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, Luo Xudong's eyes darkened a bit. The weather in October was relatively cool in the evenings, but he felt incredibly hot, a heat coming from within himself.
His lower abdomen felt like a burning fire, and his whole body was immersed in an unspeakable discomfort; he hoped the bathroom door would open soon.
Inside the bathroom, Beisitian felt dazed and anxious thinking of what was about to happen; even her showering speed slowed down.
"Want me to help you wash?"
Beisitian slipped nearly falling, her face flushed red as she replied in a low voice that she didn't need help, her hands already cleaning the lather away.
