"Okay." Chi Enen knew that this was the only way. She immediately stood up, rolled up her sleeve, and got ready, "Take my blood."
Just as she finished speaking, her wrist was already grabbed, pulling her back. A deep male voice dominantly sounded in front of her, "Take mine."
Chi Enen was just about to say that his face was already looking bad and that he should let her do it.
Before she could speak, Li Beijue had already gotten in front of her, suddenly turned his head, and his falcon-like eyes burned fiercely, blocking her words, "Chi Enen, you're already so thin. Why are you trying to be strong!"
"I..." She was at a normal weight!
Li Beijue didn't give her a chance to speak, interrupting her directly, his tone displeased, "What's with the 'I'? Do you have a lot of blood or something? If you have so much blood, do you want me to get a knife and let it out on the side?!"
Having said that, he forcefully said, "Alright, it's decided. No more nonsense! Take mine!"
