Ji Mingche's face darkened, his eyes tinted with a trace of crimson fury.
He grabbed Ji Luoyun's wrist fiercely. With a slight exertion of force, Ji Luoyun immediately gasped in pain and yanked her hand back.
Ji Mingche turned towards her, his eyes full of undisguised disgust.
"What kind of thing are you? You think you're worthy enough to touch me…"
Ji Luoyun remained indifferent and, instead, lay down on the bed, pulling her nightgown up to the roots of her thighs. The tantalizing private area was faintly visible, appearing especially seductive and provocative under the dim yellow light.
"All this time, you still haven't touched Jian Si, have you? You're a normal man with normal physical needs. And I'm a normal woman with needs too. How about… we make do with each other? After all, it's just mutual benefit, no emotional involvement required."
In Ji Mingche's eyes, Ji Luoyun now appeared utterly like a depraved temptress.
Ji Mingche stared at her unblinkingly.