As soon as she finished speaking, Tan Zhong turned around and stood directly in front of her. There was only a punch distance between them, and Xu Xinyue could clearly smell the sweat on his body.

I saw him bending down slightly, looking directly at Xu Xinyue, and asked in a long voice, "Isn't that what you mean?"

"That means you agreed?"

Xu Xinyue was stared at by him and had no way to escape. She could only bite her lip unconsciously and dig her nails into her ...