After reluctantly tidying up, Sheng Sheng watched Maimai sitting on the bed hugging herself tightly, her face growing paler, and felt worried: "Uh, can you move?"

He had heard that it’s very painful for girls the first time, but he had only hugged her, how could it make her so painful?

Sheng Sheng felt something was very suspicious.

When he was younger, his parents often did some unmentionable things, always shutting the door tightly, and he could faintly hear his mother’s moaning.

Sheng Sheng always felt something was wrong, but Maimai’s expression of ’you violated me’ made him very embarrassed, and he didn’t dare ask for details.

Maimai pouted, her voice a bit choked: "Of course it hurts, my stomach is killing me!"

Moreover, she felt cold sweat breaking out all over her body, and waves of coldness, along with the stomach pain.

Indeed, what those older sisters said was true, it is very painful for a girl the first time, and now she just felt immense pain.

Sheng Sheng was secretly frustrated, standing there feeling entirely uncomfortable, and after thinking for a while, he took out the food he bought as compensation: "Eat something first. For this matter, it’s my fault, I will take full responsibility, rest assured."

Sheng Sheng was a responsible man, he wouldn’t do irresponsible things.

Maimai picked up a pillow and threw it at him: "I don’t want you to be responsible!"

"I must take responsibility!" Sheng Sheng was adamantly insisting on this matter.

Maimai felt overwhelmed: "If Dad and Uncle find out, they will definitely kill us. If you want to die, go ahead, but don’t drag me into it."

Sheng Sheng heard this and furrowed his brows tightly: "If you don’t want others to know, I will keep it a secret, but I will take responsibility for you, don’t worry."

Maimai didn’t say anything, lying down slowly, curling up on the bed.

She even turned over, not looking at Sheng Sheng, feeling very upset.

And her stomach really hurt, hurting more and more, with chills over her entire body.

Sheng Sheng moved around the bed to sit on the other side: "Eat something first, otherwise, it will get cold." Then he noticed her face was already as white as paper, startling him: "Is it really that painful?"

Maimai’s long lashes blinked slightly, tears beaded at the corners of her eyes.

"Y...you, don’t cry." Sheng Sheng was even more flustered.

Maimai glared at him: "I’m not crying!"

She was just in unbearable pain, never having hurt like this before, clutching the sheets with both hands, eyes tightly shut.

"It seems there’s still bleeding, clots coming out."

In the end, she was rolling on the bed from the pain, and Sheng Sheng couldn’t sit still, standing helplessly at the bedside, pacing agitatedly back and forth.

"Then how can you not be in pain?" Sheng Sheng asked.

"How should I know? It’s my first time too, isn’t it?" Maimai replied irritably.

"How about I take you to the hospital?"

Maimai panicked: "I don’t want to!"

She’s an entertainer, what if the paparazzi expose her going to the hospital?

Even if she’s in dire pain, she absolutely won’t go to the hospital, it’s too embarrassing.

"Listen, put on some clothes, I’ll take you to the hospital, you can’t stay like this, your face looks like a corpse." Sheng Sheng really couldn’t relax, taking clothes out of the shopping bag and coming back: "Quick, put these on, let’s go to the hospital."

"No, no, I don’t want to go to the hospital, I would rather die than go." Maimai refused while rolling on the bed, even lifting her leg to kick Sheng Sheng: "Go away, go away, it’s all your fault!"