Dear Commander-in-Chief



“You’re only feeding the cat, you’re not stroking it!”

Gong Sheng said seriously!

Perhaps it was because Yun Qiao had put herself in danger tonight and it was a little infuriating, or perhaps it was because the empty studio was really exciting, Gong Sheng gradually lost control and his movements were a little fierce, it was as if he was announcing that he would never stop his movements because of the cat.

Yun Qiao could only lean on the mirror of the dressing table to vent her anger. It was impossible for her to resist.

Moreover, the man seemed to have really improved.

He was no longer blindly doing things, but taking care of her feelings.

Just as Yun Qiao was about to hum...

She suddenly felt that something was wrong with her.

Oh No.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she finally sobered up a little. She pushed him with all her strength. “Gong Sheng... stop... stop...”

Gongsheng had already kissed her neck along her earlobe.

He was instantly annoyed by her push.

He patted her small shoulder. “Don’t be noisy! Focus!”

Yun Qiao was about to cry. “No, listen to me... i. . . I’m going to do it...”

Gongsheng didn’t hear her clearly and continued to kiss her.

His hands didn’t stop moving either.

Yun Qiao was about to go crazy. “I said stop, Can’t You Hear Me?”

“Hiss -- !”

What answered her was the sound of Gong Sheng tearing her shirt apart!

Yun Qiao almost wanted to die.

If Gong Sheng’s hand moved a little higher, it would be so awkward!

However, in the next second, Gong Sheng suddenly stopped.

The man sniffed the cold air vigilantly. “Are you hurt? Did someone bully you in Lotus Tower? Did someone attack you and hit you?”

Yun Qiao was stunned. “No.”

But then, she realized why Gong Sheng asked that.

Could it be that he smelled blood.

He was too ashamed to face anyone!

Yun Qiao wished she could find a hole to hide in.

She quickly pulled down her dress and jumped off the dressing table while Gong Sheng was frowning. Then, she ran to the bathroom and closed the door tightly.

Gong Sheng stood where he was and looked at the little woman’s disappearing figure. He then glanced at the table where Yun Qiao had just sat.

A faint red blood stain was very eye-catching on the table.

He seemed to be deep in thought..

= = =

After a long time.

Yun Qiao finally came out of the bathroom.

She had her period.

She had been in this world for almost a month. She was so busy filming that she had almost forgotten about this annoying little thing that women had once a month.

When she was young, she was very playful. During her period, she would often bring the eunuchs up the mountains to hunt and fish in the sea. In the middle of winter, she did not avoid it. There was even a time when a cat hunted snow foxes in the snowy mountains, she had been buried in the one-meter-deep snow for several hours without moving. As a result, she had caught a cold. Now, every time she came to this place, her back would ache.

What was worse was that she couldn’t find the kind of menstruation belt that was specially made for women in the palace even after searching for a long time in the bathroom. Her little pants had also been torn by the palace saint, and blood would drip down with every step she took.

Yun Qiao anxiously pondered for a long time in the bathroom, trying to figure out how to deal with this sudden situation. In the end, she couldn’t find a satisfactory solution, so she could only tie a knot in the middle of her skirt to barely prevent blood from falling.

However, this would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Blood would still fall on the skirt.

Later, when the man asked her where she was injured, how would she answer?