"No need,"
Liu Lina's expression turned a little ugly. He was a man, and yet he offered to use a tool to help her. She did not know if she was insulting him or insulting his charm.
"You don't want it anymore?"
Ji Ziming teased her. Seeing Liu Lina's expression, he felt good that she could finally hold her breath for once.
The emptiness in Liu Lina's body had not been filled, but he was even more unwilling to let the man do that to her. It was an insult to her.
Ji Ziming had gone to bed early that night, but Liu Lina was tossing and turning beside him. She looked at the sleeping man and finally decided to get out of bed.
The emptiness in her body could not be filled, and Liu Lina felt as if she was lacking something. She could not fall asleep at all, so she decided to go to the nightclub to have fun. She might have a romantic encounter.
