After dropping Li Yueru off at school and kissing her goodbye in the car, they got out and went inside. Two female teachers asked, "Teacher Li, who brought you back?"

“It was Mr. Wang who donated money to us. He happened to see me on the way to school this morning and pulled me back.”

Wang Hu dragged his slightly weary steps slowly into Meng Zhiyun's house. The house was quiet, with only Meng Zhiyun sitting alone on the sofa.

Upon seeing Wang Hu return, Meng Zhiyun frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "This school is just a stone's throw from home, where on earth did you go?"

Having said that, she rose gracefully and moved lightly to Wang Hu's side. Just as she approached him, a faint scent of perfume wafted over. Meng Zhiyun felt a sudden suspicion, and with a flicker of her beautiful eyes, she abruptly reached out and pinched Wang Hu's waist hard without any hesitation.

Immediately afterward, Meng Zhiyun grabbed Wang Hu's hand without a word and headed straight for her room. Once inside, the two sat facing each other. Meng Zhiyun put on a stern face, staring intently at Wang Hu, and said coquettishly, "This is my home! Although I can sometimes be a little shameless, my parents still have their pride! So, you absolutely mustn't attract a bunch of beauties here."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu's lips curled into a wicked smile. He quickly stood up, rushed to Meng Zhiyun, and pulled her tightly into his arms, giving her a long, passionate kiss without hesitation.

After a long while, their lips parted, and Wang Hu gazed at Meng Zhiyun's face, which was flushed with shyness, and said softly, "Darling, how could you misunderstand me like that? I happened to run into Teacher Li on the way, so I kindly brought him back with me. Besides, I've been holding back for two whole days! Now that Mom and Dad aren't home, we should seize the time to be intimate."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Hu's restless hands had already reached for Meng Zhiyun's clothes, trying to remove the cumbersome garments. However, just as his hands were inside Meng Zhiyun's clothes, groping freely, he suddenly felt something was wrong with the texture.

Wang Hu's body stiffened abruptly, the desire that had been radiating from his face vanished instantly, replaced by deep disappointment and embarrassment. He slowly withdrew his hand, only to find it touching a sanitary napkin.

Meng Zhiyun inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wang Hu's dejected expression and found it quite amusing, secretly delighted.

Like a playful kitten, she darted into bed and rolled around happily, letting out a series of clear, melodious giggles. Her laughter seemed infectious, filling the entire room with a joyful atmosphere.

Seeing this, Wang Hu's frustration lessened slightly, but he wasn't about to let this mischievous little girl off easily. He rushed forward and pinned Meng Zhiyun firmly to the bed. Then, he began to gently tickle her.

Meng Zhiyun laughed even harder when he tickled her, pleading, "Oh dear, stop tickling me! I was wrong, please let me go!" However, Wang Hu seemed to be deliberately teasing her, and his tickling showed no sign of stopping.

Just then, Wang Hu suddenly stopped what he was doing and stared intently at Meng Zhiyun's face, which was flushed from laughing, especially her sexy and charming little mouth.

For a moment, Wang Hu's heart began to race uncontrollably, a surge of impulse welling up within him. However, he quickly remembered that he had just been intimate with Li Yueru and hadn't even had time to wash himself properly. Thinking of this, Wang Hu shook his head helplessly, trying hard to suppress his desires.

After calming down a bit, Wang Hu turned to Meng Zhiyun and said, "Honey, everything in this house is great, except we don't have a place to take a bath. How about we go out and find a public bathhouse and have a nice hot shower? By the way, do you know where there's a public bathhouse around here?"

“Yes, there is, but I won’t go with you! Otherwise, that pool of blood would be so embarrassing! Besides, how can a woman take a bath during this special time?” Meng Zhiyun said, while tightly wrapping herself in the quilt, curling up on the bed like a lazy kitten, showing no intention of getting up, and even slightly frowning.

Seeing this, Wang Hu thought to himself: Could it be that she has menstrual cramps? So he quickly reached out and gently placed his hand on her lower abdomen, gently rubbing it, and asked with concern, "I've heard that women often experience stomach aches during these days. How are you feeling now? Does it hurt? Will rubbing it like this help?"

As Wang Hu's warm and gentle hands continued to caress her lower abdomen, Meng Zhiyun gradually felt a warm current spreading from her lower abdomen, and the bloating and uncomfortable feeling slowly dissipated. She was surprised to find that her body felt much lighter, and her mood improved considerably.

Without thinking, Meng Zhiyun suddenly looked up and gently kissed Wang Hu's cheek, saying coquettishly, "Oh my, it really doesn't hurt anymore! You're amazing! I never knew you had this trick up your sleeve! Every time I had my period before, I would be in excruciating pain. This time, although it wasn't as painful, it was still a bit swollen and uncomfortable, but your massage made it all better." A happy smile spread across her face as she finished speaking.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains onto the bed, and it was quietly approaching noon. Just then, Meng's mother returned home carrying a grocery basket. As usual, she pushed open the door without knocking and went straight in. However, the scene before her made her freeze instantly—her daughter, Meng Zhiyun, and Wang Hu were lying quietly on the large bed, covered with thick quilts.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Meng's mother reacted, quickly turned and left the room, gently closing the door behind her. A slightly embarrassed voice came from outside: "Just pretend you didn't see me, okay? It's time for lunch, you two better hurry up!"

Inside the room, Meng Zhiyun's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple, a mixture of shyness and anger. She pinched Wang Hu's arm hard a few times and said coquettishly, "It's all your fault! What are we going to do if my mom sees us? Get up quickly, I have to go and explain to her!" As she spoke, she hurriedly began to put on her clothes.

Seeing this, Wang Hu didn't dare to delay. He quickly got out of bed and tidied his clothes. After they were ready, they left the bedroom together. Meng Zhiyun's face was flushed, her eyes darting around. She lowered her head and quickly walked to her mother's side, stammering, "Mom... um... actually, my period suddenly started, and my stomach hurt terribly, so Wang Hu was just kindly rubbing my stomach to relieve the pain. It really wasn't what you saw!"

Seeing her daughter's embarrassed expression, Meng's mother smiled slightly, but still nodded calmly and replied, "Yes, yes, yes, I know, I believe what you say." However, the half-smile and half-doubtful expression on her face did not seem to indicate that she completely believed Meng Zhiyun's words.