As soon as Kim Zhiyuan left, Zijing Garden became suddenly quiet.
Li Beijue cornered her, trapping her between the sofa and his chest, and commanded from above, "Chi Enen, say it again."
"Say what?"
The unique scent of agarwood emanated from his body, scorching hot just like him.
Chi Enen's heartbeat involuntarily sped up.
"Repeat what you just said in front of them." His voice was husky and sexy.
Just now?
Chi Enen was not stupid; she immediately understood which sentence he wanted to hear. She swallowed her shyness and repeated, "Li Beijue, if you can strive for me, I can strive for you too. This sentence?"
She could also strive for him...