My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Pingan quickly went downstairs. This time, what he saw was not a smiling face. Yin Linger’s nose was red, and there were tears on her pink cheeks. She looked at him and cried.

“Linger, what’s wrong?” Zhou Pingan asked nervously.

Yin Linger sniffled. “Pingan, I… am bleeding.”

“Where are you bleeding? Let me take a look.”

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Yin Ling’er slowly held Zhou Pingan’s hand and pulled it under her skirt.

That was a private area. Zhou Pingan quickly pulled his hand back. His fair and gentle face was stained with a thin layer of red. “Linger, you…”

“Pingan, I’m… I’m bleeding.”

The girl was wearing a green lace dress today. The hem of the dress fell on her knees. Zhou Pingan glanced over and saw a drop of blood dripping from her fair thigh.

This illicit scene made Zhou Pingan’s breathing quicken, and his body temperature was scorching.

“Pingan, I’m bleeding. Will I die? I’m so scared of dying. If I die, I can’t be with you anymore…”

“Linger, you won’t die. Don’t be afraid. This is menstruation. Every girl experiences it,” Zhou Pingan explained.

“Really? Don’t lie to me, Pingan.”

“When have I ever lied to you? Go back and change your clothes now. Then put on a sanitary napkin and drink some brown sugar water.”

Yin Ling’r shook her head. “Pingan, I don’t dare to go back. I want to be with you. My stomach hurts…”

Her face was indeed ashen. Even her eyebrows were knitted together. Zhou Pingan felt sorry for her. It was good that she wanted to be with him, but it was inconvenient in school.

“Linger, let’s stay… at the hotel for one night.”

“Okay.”

Zhou Pingan held Yin Linger’s soft and boneless little hand.

…

In the hotel room, Yin Linger took a shower in the bathroom. On the washstand was the sanitary pad that Zhou Pingan bought, but there was a problem. She didn’t know how to use it.

Opening the bathroom door, Yin Linger stuck her little head out and looked outside. “Pingan.”

Zhou Pingan was pouring a drink when he heard the girl’s voice. He quickly put down the glass and walked forward with his long legs. He looked at the girl. Her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, and her bright eyes became brighter after the tears; her delicate face was flushed red as if water could burst out with just a touch.

Yin Linger, who had just come out of the shower, was extremely beautiful.

Zhou Pingan curled the corners of his lips. “What’s wrong?”

“Pingan, I don’t know how to use this.” Yin Linger took out a sanitary pad.

Zhou Pingan felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this was a girl’s business. “Hmm, open the sanitary pad and stick it on your underwear.”

Underwear…

Even Yin Linger knew to be self-conscious. This word made her look away. “Oh, I got it.”

She closed the door.

…

After she was done, Linger opened the door and got on the bed. Zhou Pingan handed her the brown sugar water in his hand. “Drink this. Your stomach will feel better.”

Yin Linger obediently drank the brown sugar water, but she blinked her eyes and hugged her stomach. “But my stomach still hurts.”

Zhou Pingan hesitated. “How about I give you a massage?”

“Okay!” Yin Linger nodded vigorously and patted the bed beside her. “Come up here, Pingan.”

Zhou Pingan didn’t intend to climb up. Men and women weren’t supposed to be intimate, but she was like a warm pillow. If he didn’t go up, he would feel guilty.

Zhou Pingan still climbed up. He turned sideways and slowly reached out to touch her flat lower abdomen. Then, he gently rotated his right hand.

“Pingan, why do girls have periods? I don’t want to have periods. It’s so uncomfortable.”

How should he explain this? To put it simply, this was a sign that a woman’s uterus had matured. She had the ability to give birth. There was another point. This meant that she was beginning to… have a surname.

Most girls started to have their period around the age of 12. However, hers only started at 16. It was already very late.

Zhou Pingan couldn’t tell her what he said, so he said tactfully, “The period shows that Linger has grown up.”

“Really?” Yin Linger said happily.

Zhou Pingan nodded affirmatively. “Yes.”

“That’s great. I can finally be together with Pingan.” Yin Linger turned to the side and hugged Zhou Pingan tightly.

Her arms were as soft. Any normal boy would be tempted. Zhou Pingan’s stomach tightened, and his lower body reacted immediately.

He tried to take a deep breath to suppress the restlessness in his body. She was too young, and he should not sleep with her yet.

“Linger…” he wanted to talk to her and change the topic.

However, Yin Linger fell asleep.

Zhou Pingan, “…”

He realized that this little vixen was here to torture him!

He climbed out of bed and took a cold shower.

…

The next morning, Yin Linger slowly opened her eyes.

She realized that she was being hugged in a warm chest. She looked up and saw Zhou Pingan’s handsome face magnified in her sight.

At that moment, the morning sun had already shone in through the layers of curtains. The room was warm. Even from such a close distance, Zhou Pingan’s facial features were flawless. He looked like the handsome and quiet guy told in the tales.

Yin Linger’s heart skipped a beat. She quietly reached out and touched Zhou Pingan’s face.

At that moment, her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed. Zhou Pingan opened his sleepy eyes and smiled dotingly. “You’re awake?”

Yin Linger’s face was a little red. This was the first time she had slept with Pingan. “Yes.”

“Does your stomach hurt?”

“No.” As she spoke, Yin Linger felt a little uncomfortable in her lower abdomen. She had been poked by something hard.

“Pingan, why are you always hiding a wooden stick?” Yin Linger reached out to touch it.

Zhou Pingan wanted to stop her, but it was too late. She had already grabbed it. The feeling was like electricity coursing through his body, and he felt numb all over.

Experiencing a morning wood was not uncommon for men, but they shouldn’t be stimulated.

Yin Linger didn’t know what this was. She touched it curiously. “Pingan, what is this? How come I’ve never seen it before…”

Of course, she had never seen it before. She was innocent, just like a blank piece of paper.

Zhou Pingan looked down at her cherry-like mouth that opened and closed. It was extremely tempting. That thought popped up again. He wanted to see if there was a candy taste in her mouth.

Zhou Pingan leaned over and gently kissed her delicate lips.

The soft thing covered her. Yin Linger widened her clear eyes in shock. What was Pingan doing? Was he kissing her?

She had never kissed anyone before, but she was a fan of idol dramas. The male and female protagonists in the dramas would stick together like this. This was called kissing.

She didn’t expect Pingan to also kiss her.

Seeing her staring at him stupidly, Zhou Pingan reached out and covered her eyes.

Her eyes were too pure, and he felt like he was committing a crime.

He pressed hard under his lips and pressed them back and forth. It felt good, and he couldn’t help it. Zhou Pingan opened his mouth and let her smile.

“Oh…” Yin Linger had never experienced this before. She immediately moaned and held onto his collar tightly with her two small hands.