Because it was her safe period, Wu Mangmang spent three consecutive days of passionate lovemaking, warm spring nights without early mornings.
Lu Sui was definitely not the type to be casual, but when he got casual, he really wasn’t human.
Finally, Wu Mangmang really couldn’t take it anymore and couldn’t help but turn her head with effort to loudly question, “Just how long have you been abstinent? Are you dumping years of stored-up inventory on me?”
Lu Sui’s answer to Wu Mangmang was even more ferocious cultivation and sweat dripping as diligently as rain.
Fortunately, the safe period was safe because Aunt Flo was already at the door. On the fourth morning when Wu Mangmang woke up and saw the traces, she almost celebrated wildly. She had never looked forward to her arrival as much as today.
Wu Mangmang stuck her head out of the bathroom to direct Lu Sui, “Um, my relative has come. Could you help me get a little angel with wings?”
However, Lu Sui was truly a very snobbish person. Because Wu Mangmang’s relative had come, Lu Sui unceremoniously took her back to the Lu residence to handle business.
Wu Mangmang was bored out of her mind. Her work had been suspended without pay under Lu Sui’s intervention. Since her graduate entrance exam scores had passed, Wu Mangmang didn’t engage in pointless arguments with Lu Sui – this was going to happen sooner or later anyway.
Cathy was reporting her recent schedule in Wu Mangmang’s ear. Some events were mandatory, others optional, waiting for her decision.
Wu Mangmang let it go in one ear and out the other. Seeing she couldn’t brush it off, she simply clutched her stomach in pain and smiled at Cathy with difficulty, “Menstrual cramps. Clear this week’s schedule.”
Cathy looked helplessly at the pretending Wu Mangmang and sighed.
Wu Mangmang would rather lie in bed like a brooding hen than go out and socialize.
Wu Mangmang took the ginger sugar water from Annie, pinched her nose and drank it, then started scrolling her phone. The girlfriends’ group was explosively discussing the topic of “getting loose like a pocket after doing it too much.”
Wu Mangmang watched for a while, thinking “oh no.” If she left Lu Sui in the future, would her next boyfriend feel like he was rowing a boat in the ocean?
But fortunately, someone soon came out to refute this, saying that doing it more actually made you more elastic – this was called “use it or lose it.”
Anyway, everyone had their own reasoning.
Wu Mangmang, as a seasoned practitioner with many ex-boyfriends, was asked to judge.
Long Xiujuan was even more explicit: “Mangmang has the most authority on this issue. It should be the more you do it, the tighter it gets, right? Otherwise, how could Mr. Lu like our Mangmang so much?”
Women were usually like this – when they saw an ill-matched couple, they’d always think the woman must be good in bed, like Camilla to Charles.
As for Long Xiujuan’s question, Wu Mangmang thought that probably all women would be very tight for Lu Sui.
But Long Xiujuan’s way of asking obviously contained deep malice. Then she boasted that when she was with her fiancé, it was still her first time, and her fiancé expressed that he treasured it and was very happy, so Long Xiujuan had always pretended to be pure, claiming she knew nothing.
Actually, Lu Qingqing had once gossiped about Long Xiujuan, saying she had undergone hymen reconstruction surgery.
Of course, these were all speculations. Backstabbing in girlfriends’ groups was commonplace.
Because her only practical partner was Mr. Lu, Wu Mangmang really didn’t know about her own tightness or looseness. Lu Sui wasn’t the type to say things like “little vixen, you’re squeezing me to death.”
Wu Mangmang couldn’t answer Long Xiujuan and could only pretend not to see it.
But ever since Long Xiujuan started, everyone in the group was extra concerned about Wu Mangmang and Lu Sui’s bedroom history. These women fantasized too much about Lu Sui and couldn’t imagine that Mr. Lu would also be a man with desires.
This wasn’t their fault – actually, Wu Mangmang had also been deceived by Lu Sui’s pretentious act.
Wu Mangmang didn’t want to share such things with them and decisively turned off her screen. This was the benefit of online socializing – when you didn’t want to deal with people, you didn’t even need to apologize or say goodbye.
When Lu Sui knocked on the door in the evening, Wu Mangmang had already gone to bed. Seeing him come in, she thought he was coming to say goodnight and kiss her forehead, but Lu Sui picked her up and headed to his room.
“I can’t tonight,” Wu Mangmang said anxiously. She didn’t want to run a red light.
“Don’t overthink it. Just sleeping,” Lu Sui gently placed Wu Mangmang on the bed.
Wu Mangmang wasn’t well-behaved when sleeping and often had embarrassing leaks, but it didn’t matter when sleeping alone. But if Lu Sui discovered she had drawn a map tomorrow morning, it would inevitably make her feel inferior.
“I don’t like sleeping with people when it’s inconvenient,” Wu Mangmang said.
“Then you can start getting used to it,” Lu Sui lay down beside Wu Mangmang.
“Didn’t you find it disgusting that I fart in my sleep?” Wu Mangmang hated that Lu Sui didn’t care about her wishes.
“I’ve even eaten where you pee, would I still care about you farting?” Lu Sui reached out to turn off the lights in the room.
Wu Mangmang’s burning red face was immediately safely hidden in the darkness. Mr. Lu really dared to say anything – there wasn’t a shred of mystery left.
This made Wu Mangmang feel like she could no longer pretend to be an otherworldly goddess.
Wu Mangmang was a night owl and couldn’t sleep, so she had to bother Lu Sui. She was at the stage of having just broken her abstinence and being particularly curious about matters between men and women.
“Um, why did you break up with Wang Yuan back then?” In Wu Mangmang’s view, Wang Yuan was almost a woman without flaws, and Lu Lin’s speculation was that Wang Yuan must have violated some taboo of Lu Sui’s in bed. Wu Mangmang didn’t want to repeat the same mistake.
“Not suitable.”
Wu Mangmang knew Lu Sui would answer this way.
“What taboo of yours did she violate exactly?” Wu Mangmang pressed.
“I don’t have any taboos,” Lu Sui said. He once thought he did, but actually it was just the wrong person.
Wu Mangmang had an intuition that it should be that Wang Yuan couldn’t accommodate Lu Sui. But thinking this way, wouldn’t it make her seem like a big pocket?
Wu Mangmang felt somewhat unhappy – this was too much of a blow.
However, Lu Sui wasn’t a man who spoke ill of ex-girlfriends, so despite Wu Mangmang using all her coquettish and tantrum tactics, she still couldn’t pry open Lu Sui’s mouth.
But any woman would be curious, right?
Wu Mangmang was almost tortured to death by curiosity and finally whispered something in Lu Sui’s ear.
“Are you sure?” Lu Sui’s voice carried a trace of pleasure.