When the college entrance exam results came out, Zhou Qiong decided to apply to Fudan University. Tsinghua and Peking University were not what she wanted to go to. Chu Yi did not want to leave them, so he also applied to a university in Shanghai. It was not a top university, but it was not bad. Both of them had bright futures, and they both stayed in Shanghai.

This is fine.

At least Chu Fang can take care of them.

After reporting their work, Zhou Qiong and Chu Yi found part-time jobs, working from nine to five every day to earn some pocket money.

Although Chu Fang did not agree with his two younger sisters' ideas, he did not say much and let them be.

June has arrived, summer has come, and the sun shines brightly.

"Aha!!!" Zhong Rou stretched and walked out of the bedroom. Suddenly, she sniffed, looked up at the kitchen, and shouted, "Brother-in-law, did you fall into the toilet?"

Chu Fang rolled her eyes: "Can't you wish me well for once?"

"Then why do you smell so bad?" Zhong Rou pinched her nose and pretended to fan the air.

"This tastes like snail rice noodles."

Early in the morning, he dug out the snail rice noodles he had bought a few days ago, just wanting to try them out. But he was too naive. He didn't expect the smell to be so strong. A strong and bizarre sour and stinky smell filled the room. Even with a mask on, the 'you know what I mean' smell still crept in.

The tabby cat kept its distance, its eyes blank and filled with a human-like disbelief.

Human, is this something you absolutely have to eat?

What kind of life do you lead?

Humans, I apologize to you.

Lily looked at Chu Fang, staring at him with sympathy.

On the contrary, the little yellow dog wagged its tail, tilted its head back, and looked at him with a fawning expression.

The puppy's most primal genes were activated.

"A leopard can't change its spots! Get lost!" Zhong Rou kicked the blond-haired boy away, who left happily. Zhong Rou covered her nose and said, "Brother-in-law, are you a dog?"

"Get out!"

Zhong Rou quickly washed up, walked out of the bathroom, and was stunned to find that her older sister was not there. Usually, her older sister would have already gotten up by this time.

He immediately knocked on Zhong Tingyue's door: "Sister, older sister, Zhong Tingyue, get up, the sun is already high in the sky."

After knocking for a while without any response, Zhong Rou turned around and said to Chu Fang, "Brother-in-law, my sister is dead."

"Your sister might be a little tired. You should eat, then go to school," Chu Fang said softly without thinking much of it.

Before long, Chu Fang brought the snail rice noodles to the table. The translucent rice noodles, the colorful toppings, the pickled bamboo shoots, peanuts, dried bean curd sticks, bean curd sheets... ... and the bright soup base presented a deep and tempting color.

Zhong Rou is the real dog. Despite saying it smells bad, she eats it happily, sweating profusely as she eats.

There are only two kinds of people who eat snail rice noodles: those who have never tried it before and those who love it to death.

Chu Fang used to keep his distance from this stuff, but under Zhong Tingyue's guidance, he has come to like this delicacy.

It's so cool!

After finishing her meal, Zhong Rou wiped her mouth and happened to see the little yellow-haired boy at her feet. The boy was wagging his tail wildly, extremely happy. Zhong Rou saw the joy of seeing a fellow human in his eyes.

We share the same 'hobbies', what else could we be but kindred spirits?

She kicked the blond-haired boy again: "I'm not a dog! I'm a human! This isn't poop, it's snail rice noodles."

You're not a dog, but you're more of a dog than a dog.

After finishing her meal, Zhong Rou slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and went to school.

I'm too lazy to explain to that stupid dog.

Chu Fang checked the time; it was almost eight o'clock. He walked to Zhong Tingyue's door and knocked: "Ms. Zhong, get up, it's time for work."

After waiting for a while without receiving a response, he turned the doorknob and opened it.

Zhong Tingyue was wrapped in a quilt, her body curled up like a dumpling, leaving only her delicate and pretty face visible. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her long hair was casually draped down like a waterfall, and her skin was fair and delicate, as pure and flawless as the first snow.

Her eyes were slightly closed, like the legendary Sleeping Beauty.

Damn it!

How come this woman is so beautiful even without makeup?

Zhong Tingyue, you have disturbed my Daoist resolve!

Chu Fang sat on the edge of the bed, pinching her smooth face and shaping it into various forms, saying, "The sun is already high in the sky, and you're almost turning into a pig. No, the pig has already risen, and you're not even as good as a pig."

Immediately, a clear voice was heard: "I understand why you think that way."

Where does all that anger come from in the morning?

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang opened his mouth, wanting to retort to this woman, but his mind went completely blank, and he didn't know how to respond.

Holy crap!

I feel so bad, how should I talk back to her?

I need this urgently, I'm waiting online.

At this moment, Zhong Tingyue opened her eyes, a curved smile appearing on her lips, seemingly mocking Chu Fang. But suddenly her pretty face twitched, showing a pained expression, and she rolled her eyes: "My period came early, don't pay attention to me, otherwise, I won't guarantee your personal safety."

Chu Fang immediately understood.

So this woman's period has started.

"Hmm..." Chu Fang stroked his chin, lost in thought, then looked at his girlfriend and said seriously, "Drink more hot water."

"Chu Fang, this isn't over between us!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Tingyue sat up and tucked Chu Fang into the blankets. The room was then filled with the creaking of the bed, which lasted for quite a while before stopping.

Chu Fang dodged off the bed, panting as he rubbed his handsome face: "Ms. Zhong, are you sure this is your period, and not menopause?"

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him, stood up, revealing her graceful figure, and tossed her hair, which had been messy like a bird's nest, into a smooth, flowing style.

Chu Fang earnestly and sincerely suggested, "President Zhong, I think you should endorse a shampoo commercial; it would definitely be a huge success."

Zhong Tingyue was too lazy to pay attention to this man who was the epitome of 'shamelessness'. She got dressed, walked out of the bedroom, sat down at the table to eat, while Chu Fang made a bowl of brown sugar water and put it on the table.

"Making brown sugar water during your period, Mr. Chu, you're a natural straight man."

"Then what can I do?" Chu Fang sat opposite her. "Modern medicine can't solve the problem of menstruation. Am I supposed to explore the mysteries of medicine? I can only do some minor things and can't help with anything else. Ms. Zhong, can you use your brain?"

Chu Fang once saw how much pain Zhong Tingyue suffered during her menstrual period and even consulted relevant experts to see if there was any medical solution to her pain. But without exception, there was none; the woman could only endure it.

The only thing men can offer is emotional support or to do more work so their girlfriends can rest more.

Zhong Tingyue clenched her fists, took a few deep breaths, and then relaxed them.

Chu Fang rested his chin on his hand: "You seem unusually irritable this time."

She used to experience mood swings during her periods, but she was able to control herself and suppress her irritability so that it wasn't so obvious. But today, her irritability was exceptionally clear, even overflowing.

"This time, I'm in extra pain."

"Then don't go to work."

"No, I still have to work." Zhong Tingyue finished the soup in the bowl of snail rice noodles, swung her right foot twice, and kicked Lily and the little blond-haired boy: "You two get out of here, I find you annoying."

"Let's go to work."

“... ..."

Chu Fang was very worried about Zhong Tingyue's mental state.

Is this woman going to kill someone today?