JADE GARDEN CITY

Li Hua tried to wriggle free from his arms, but Mo Xing merely tightened his hold, seeming more amused than troubled by her attempt.

"Don't you think you look a little too old to be carrying me?" She suddenly asked, trying a different tactic.

Mo Xing chuckled and reality rippled around him like disturbed water, and suddenly she found herself held by a younger version of Mo Xing—still devastatingly handsome, but now appearing no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. His honey-brown eyes retained their power even in this younger form, glinting with dangerous promise as he smiled down at her. "Do I look more suitable now?"

Li Hua darted a quick glance at his transformed face before looking away, cursing the warmth that crept into her cheeks. She gave a curt nod, hoping he hadn't noticed her reaction.