"What did you say?" he gazed at her, enunciating each word.
"I don't repeat the good words twice. If you didn't hear them—"
"Let's try again tonight."
He spoke in a low voice directly.
Li Zaijun's eyes widened instantly.
What, what did he say?
But Shen Lin leaned in slightly, his hands bracing on the counter behind her waist, enveloping her entirely within his controllable area.
The warmth of his breath got even closer to her ear.
His voice was husky with a hint of persuasive coaxing, "I've been waiting a long time. Let's try one more time. I'm filled with the feeling of you; you'll like it."
As soon as these words came out, Li Zaijun realized what was happening, and her face instantly flared up like fire.
"You..."
She gritted her teeth slightly, her breathing became disordered.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I don't understand, I need to go out now, get up."
As she spoke, her little hand pushed against his chest.
