Jiang Xinli was thoughtful. "The tip of the iceberg?"
Yun Bo hummed in affirmation. "The information they gathered is only what has been passed down through word of mouth in the Deep Sea Territory."
Seeing her shift uncomfortably, he patted his thigh and commanded softly, "The reef is hard. Come sit here."
Jiang Xinli glanced at his bare, muscular chest and well-defined abs, the tips of her ears turning red. "There's no need."
"My little bride is actually feeling shy?" The man chuckled. With a gentle scoop of his long arm, he pulled her onto his lap.
"You—" Jiang Xinli struggled to get up, but was pressed back down by his large hand. "Be good. Sit down."
"Isn't it nice to listen to stories in my arms?" He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. His slender, Leng Bai fingers gently caressed the contour of her ear, her neck, and her shoulder. "Why do you always insist on trying to escape from my embrace?"
