Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

Luo Yangyang's struggles were futile. There was nothing she could do except to give into Feng Sheng's domineering actions. 

No matter how much she struggled, she would always lose.

That was why she decided to give in. When she closed her eyes obediently to let him kiss her, Feng Sheng let go of her without warning.

Although he was insatiable, he let go of the soft lips that he finally dominated and looked toward the direction of the stairs. 

There was no one coming from the stairs yet. Feng Sheng lowered his gaze to look at Luo Yangyang's dazed face. His eyes darkened as he lovingly caressed her lips with his thumb. 

After that, Feng Sheng turned around without saying anything. With a few swift steps, he entered his bedroom and left Luo Yangyang standing there all confused. 

Luo Yangyang stood there stupidly. She was beyond puzzled.

What was Feng Sheng trying to do?

Luo Ying could hear movements on the third floor from the stairs. When she went to have a look, she saw Luo Yangyang standing there alone. She was motionless.

"Yangyang, what are you doing in the corridor?" Luo Ying called out to her daughter whose back was facing her. 

Luo Yangyang was mumbling 'Feng Sheng's crazy' in her heart. When she heard her mother calling her, a shiver ran down her spine. 

She slowly turned around and looked at Luo Ying who was standing on the stairs. Sweat began to form on her forehead. "M-Mom."

So the reason Feng Sheng left in the middle of the kiss was that he noticed someone was coming upstairs?

Luo Yangyang did not dare to scold Feng Sheng anymore. Thank God he noticed this before her. 

If her mother caught her kissing Feng Sheng, this family would be destroyed by an earth-shattering tsunami.

Luo Ying did not probe any further, but instead, she advised gently, "Rest early. You have class tomorrow."

"Okay." Luo Yangyang watched her mother disappear into the corner. Her heart was still beating extremely fast inside her chest.

That was terrifying.

After blinking a few times, Luo Yangyang hurried back to her room.

Unless it was she was forced into an enclosed space, she would not let Feng Sheng do anything to her the next time.

She could not let him do anything to her, especially in this house or she would be scared to death.

On the third night of staying in the Feng's family house, Luo Yangyang locked the door before she slept as usual, but did not block the door with a chair this time.

Since Feng Sheng would barge in anyway, she would not have to do this extra step.

At midnight, Luo Yangyang woke up again.

This night was different from the previous two nights, though. There was no external factor. She woke up on her own from pain.

"Ugh…" Luo Yangyang clutched her stomach. It felt like it was being twisted by an electric drill, causing her to moan in pain.

Both of her hands were tightly clutching her stomach. Her whole body was curled into a ball from the extreme pain.

When she turned her head to the other side of the pillow, she felt a slight coolness on her face. She then realized her whole face was drenched in sweat from the pain. 

"Ugh…" Luo Yangyang's eyebrows knitted together. A question popped up in her head suddenly. "Why am I in so much pain? Is my period coming soon?"

However, she remembered that she never had cramps during her period before.

She rubbed her legs together to try to get a feel. In the darkness, there was a hint of surprise in her pain-filled eyes.

That place was wet. It would seem that her period was here. However, there were no warning signs that she could have watched out for. Her bedsheet must have been ruined by now, considering that it was already so late.

Luo Yangyang wanted to get out of the bed, but she fell back to the bed in pain again when she tried to hold her upper body up.

"Hiss…" Luo Yangyang inhaled sharply from the excruciating pain. Her whole stomach felt like a top spinning at high speed. The pain was spreading to her blood and bones. "Why is it so painful?"

In the midst of her agony, she looked at the door that was tightly closed. 

Was Feng Sheng not coming tonight?