Li Lingling stared at the long string of messages that Wang Ping had sent her, pausing for quite some time as she looked at her phone screen. She instantly understood what Wang Ping meant, and knew Wang Ping was aware of her circumstances.
Wang Ping's words could be said to be exactly what Li Lingling needed. Wang Ping had always been a very smart woman and in this regard, her courage and ideas were always a bit more than what Li Lingling could muster.
The thought that she and her husband hadn't had that kind of life for many years, and that after the last time she savored the taste of Chen An, even the toys that she used to enjoy seemed to have lost their initial passion.
Li Lingling quickly realized that those simple toys could no longer satisfy her needs. It seemed that now only a real man could fulfill the desires of her unquenched body.
