Then Liang Doukou came close to Qin Zhi'ai, lowered her voice, and whispered a name of brand to her.
When she was about to move away, she paused again, then deliberately emphasized the word "Yusheng" and said, "Yusheng likes this brand."
…
Qin Zhi'ai didn't remember how she'd left Liang Doukou's room.
All she knew was that she was already in the lobby of the hotel when she had finally regained consciousness.
The air outside the hotel was very cold, and there were gusts of cold wind blowing in. She rushed out of the villa hotel in a despondent way, as if she hadn't been phased by the wind chill at all.
The villa was quite large, so it took Qin Zhi'ai nearly twenty minutes to get to the supermarket that Liang Doukou had mentioned.
Various brands of condoms were densely packed within a shelf that was four levels high. Qin Zhi'ai stared at them blankly for a long time before she finally spotted the brand that Liang Doukou had mentioned.
