I Don't Have a Gift, But I'll Give Myself to You

Nian Junting's expression froze, "Luoluo, You got me so hot for you right now, why are you thinking about that?"

Shouldn't she go weak between his long and slender legs?

Shouldn't she be seduced by his charm?

"I'm just curious, I don't remember leaving you so much money," Luosang was trying to hold back her giggles as she blinked her big eyes.

"...I grabbed all the red packets on WeChat," Nian Junting said grumpily with his handsome face.

Luosang, "..."

She remembered how nonchalant he used to be about grabbing red packets on WeChat. He even said it made her look petty. He never participated, even when the amount in the red packet was significant.

She didn't expect him to have to do that now.

Luosang felt bad and said, "Give me your phone."

"Luoluo, I don't have a secret bank account. You don't have to check on me," Nian Junting said sadly.

"Give me your phone," Luosang insisted.