Didn't you want to sever ties with me, stay away from me, and avoid trouble? But what are you doing, grabbing my hand now?

When Lu Yan said those words, her tone was as if she were provoking him. She raised an eyebrow, and with the small mole at the corner of her eye, she exuded a coquettish air.

Reason told Zhuang Yan that they should separate in front of the camera, but he tightened his grip on Lu Yan's hand.

In the end, he gave up: "I'll go get some painkillers."

"I'm allergic to painkillers, and taking them will only make me feel worse." Lu Yan looked unwell and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, I'm used to this kind of pain, it'll pass after a while."

Despite the sweltering heat, the hand he had just grasped was ice-cold, and his legs were trembling. Anyone could see that she was in pain and was forcing herself to stay upright.

"Go away, I still have to do laundry. If you don't want to be misunderstood, stay away from me and don't bother with me anymore. Anyway, I've been living like this all these years. I can live like this for the rest of my life. I don't need your concern." Her voice grew hoarse, and you could even hear the suppressed sobs.

Zhuang Yan's body stiffened as he thought of Lu Yan from his previous life, who was all alone.

Her pain was genuine; she was very weak. Lu Yan was only three years older than him. She would be assertive and domineering towards him, giving off a queen-like aura. But she also had a soft side. For example, during her period, she would act pitiful and throw a tantrum, deliberately ignoring people and waiting for them to coax her.

Lu Yan's eyes were red at the corners, and even the small mole on her face turned pink.

Is she in so much pain that she's about to cry? Zhuang Yan's heart tightened, and a dull ache came over him. This time, he didn't hesitate to grab Lu Yan's hand and lead her into the inner room. His movements were forceful, but if you looked closely, you could see that his body was protecting Lu Yan. If her legs went weak and she couldn't stand up, Zhuang Yan would be able to support her and pick her up.

"Let go, I haven't finished washing my clothes yet." Lu Yan was being petulant and looked fierce, but right now she was like a newborn kitten, with no fighting spirit at all.

"Leave it there for now, I'll wash it for you."

"No... Zhuang Yan, what do you mean?"

Zhuang Yan didn't say anything. He led Lu Yan to the inner room and arranged for her to sit down. Since she was allergic to painkillers, Zhuang Yan poured her a cup of hot water.

"You're just going to give me a glass of plain water?" Lu Yan looked up, her round eyes reddening again.

Zhuang Yan patiently coaxed, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I want to eat boiled eggs with brown sugar. I've seen other girls eat this during their periods, but I've never tried it before."

She's rich, what can't she eat?

Zhuang Yan didn't hesitate and went straight to the kitchen: "I'll make it for you. I saw a small piece of brown sugar in the refrigerator."

Boiled eggs are very simple to make; they can be cooked in less than ten minutes.

Zhuang Yan carefully handed it to Lu Yan: "Be careful, it's hot."

The steam was so enticing that Lu Yan took it, scooped up a spoonful, and blew on it.

It didn't have a strange taste, but it wasn't exactly delicious either. However, after drinking it, it made her feel warm inside, which relieved some of the pain. In the hot weather, Lu Yan even broke out in a sweat while drinking the scalding hot sugar water.

Zhuang Yan stood in front of her watching her drink. From his angle, he could see that her eyelashes were very long, lined up like a row of small combs, leaving a shadow under her eyelids.

Have you ever cooked for Jiang Ning?

"No." I was young then. Girls are ashamed to tell others when they have their period. They would sneak around to the bathroom and be afraid of being seen when they went to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins. They would hide them in their school uniform and carry them in a black bag to avoid being seen.

Back in school, Zhuang Yan was closest to her. Although she didn't say it, the observant Zhuang Yan still noticed.

In physiology class, the teacher said that girls are more vulnerable during their menstrual period, so they should avoid certain foods, avoid strenuous exercise, and get plenty of rest.

Knowing that Jiang Ning was ashamed of her period, Zhuang Yan would always show concern for her secretly, such as adding sugar to her thermos, hiding sanitary napkins that were sticking out of her drawer, collecting her homework, wiping the blackboard, and doing these little things.

"And what about Xia Wan?"

Zhuang Yan had a lot to say but remained silent.

"Okay, I understand." Without a doubt, he must have done it for Xia Wan.

While eating her eggs, Lu Yan said, "Is there anything that can be made just for me?" She just wanted something unique.

Zhuang Yan understood what Lu Yan meant. He thought about it seriously and said, "Do you want ginger milk curd? I've never made it for anyone before. If you want it, I'll make it."

Lu Yan immediately beamed and replied, "Yes, I want to eat." She was actually quite easy to coax.

"But I can't eat anymore right now. Can you make it for me tonight?"

"Then let's make it tonight, it's very simple."

Lu Yan said with a hint of warning, "Let's make this clear first, you can only do it for me, you can't give it to anyone else."

Zhuang Yan nodded.

"My outer clothes." Lu Yan looked outside.

"I'll go wash up. You shouldn't touch ice water right now that you're on your period. You need to take good care of your body. Don't squander your youth. Your body won't be able to handle it when you get old..." Zhuang Yan naggarded like an old man.

Lu Yan quickly interrupted, "Okay, go help me do the laundry, I won't go out."

There were only three or four pieces of clothing in the basin, which would be washed quickly. Zhuang Yan piled all the clothes together and rubbed them. Halfway through, he felt something hard hidden inside a T-shirt. He pulled it out and saw that it was a bra, a black lace style, which was very sexy.

Zhuang Yan pursed his thin lips and looked back into the inner room. Lu Yan sat obediently in a chair, drinking water from a small bowl. When she saw Zhuang Yan looking over, she smiled at him.

It probably wasn't intentional.

Zhuang Yan quickly started washing the clothes. She was very careful when washing the other clothes, observing whether they were clean. When washing the bra, she scrubbed it a couple of times and then threw it aside.

The camera doesn't follow you while you're washing clothes. After Zhuang Yan finishes washing, she puts the clothes out to dry in the sun. Once the clothes are hung up, she also secures the bra with clips.

After returning home, Lu Yan had finished drinking the brown sugar water, and her stomach felt much better. Her complexion was also not as bad as before.

Seeing Zhuang Yan return, she asked, "Are the clothes clean?"

"It's clean."

Lu Yan suddenly stood up, walked closer to him, and lowered her voice: "Then where are my underwear?"

Zhuang Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he calmly replied, "...I washed it too."

"Thank you, Zhuang Yan, you're such a kind person."

Her complexion had gone from sickly to radiant. Seeing she was alright, Zhuang Yan prepared to leave, but Lu Yan stopped him: "Zhuang Yan, I'll take you to see a good show tomorrow, the location is..."

Lu Yan thought for a moment and said, "I'll stay in your room. You'll be sleeping alone anyway, so no one will bother you."

Zhuang Yan asked, "What kind of good show?"

"Surprise!" Lu Yan blinked. "If I tell you, it won't be a surprise. You'll find out when the time comes. Don't be nervous. We're recording a show. You're a grown man, are you afraid I'll do anything to you?" She was still on her period. It wasn't that she didn't want to do it, it was that she wanted to but couldn't.

Zhuang Yan said helplessly, "I'm not nervous." He was just curious what kind of show he wanted to watch in his room without being disturbed.