Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qin Zhenzhen opened her petite notebook and ticulously examined the illustrations. She even perused the annotations beside each image. Her face turned as red as a ripe tomato.
Nevertheless, she encouraged herself, dismissing it as nothing significant.
She simply needed to prepare a contraceptive potion for herself. At a re 15 years old, bearing a child would be a considerable hassle.
However, Qin Zhenzhen noticed a note on the last page—a ssage from Su Bin.
As she read the note, embarrassnt washed over her, and she wished for a convenient hiding spot.
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