"Then what do you cherish, Miss Rabbit?" Yun Bo's hand, wrapped around Jiang Xinli's slender waist, suddenly yanked back, sending the girl's slim, soft body crashing into his arms.
Her back hit squarely against the gemstone necklace on his chest, which glowed with a faint, violet-blue light.
A pained hiss escaped Jiang Xinli's lips as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Answer me, and I'll let you go." Yun Bo raised a hand and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye.
Jiang Xinli didn't want to deal with him, but struggling like this wasn't a solution either.
"I cherish true affection, I cherish freedom, and I cherish leaving this place," she said, word by word.
The man's noble head dipped slightly, his hand pausing as he wiped her damp eyes. A flicker of confusion crossed his deep gaze.
True affection, freedom, leaving.
'Wasn't he the same…?'
But the thought was fleeting, gone in an instant.
He snapped out of his reverie a second later, a teasing smile on his face.
