Faint golden streams of light overflowed from Sheng Tianze's palm.
The scab on Jiang Xinli's left collarbone gradually faded away.
She snuggled into his embrace and said subconsciously, "You two are really brothers. Even the way you get jealous is like you were cast from the same mold..."
When Xuan Ying gets jealous, he goes crazy, like he's lost his mind.
And Sheng Tianze... he usually seems so noble, steady, and elegant. But in front of her, once he drops his guard and his disguise, he's honestly not much better...
"Perhaps it has to do with the fact that both Xuan Ying and I lack a sense of security in relationships..." Sheng Tianze's large hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her tighter into his embrace. "But it might have something to do with my father and mother."
"It has to do with your parents?" Jiang Xinli asked, curious, tilting her face up to look at him.
This was the first time she had ever heard him mention his parents.
