Before she left for the Twelfth City, Lin Xiyue had packed Jiang Qingli a bag of recovery supplements and a handful of condoms.
The tips of Jiang Qingli's ears turned red. "I'm going on business," she stressed, "not to... do *that*!"
Back then, Lin Xiyue had patted her shoulder and said earnestly, "Girl, last year Xiao Yan was on a business trip in the Sixth District for three months. When I went to visit him, he wore me out so much I couldn't get out of bed for days."
"Xiao Yan is a black panther, and your husband is a snow leopard. They're similar species, and you two haven't seen each other in so long! You have to be prepared!"
Jiang Qingli had been speechless at the time.
But since it was a gesture of concern from a friend, she'd stuffed them into her suitcase anyway.
In the very bottom layer.
