Under the warmth of his skin, the man's heartbeat reached Jian Luo's fingertips, making his eyes bristle with emotion. His usually cold and hard tone softened.
"You already knew about the viral reagent in my body, so why are you still forcing me? Black Jack, why are you doing this?"
By the end, he couldn't help but choke up.
Black Jack cupped his face, his fingertips migrated on his cheeks with a soft voice, "Jian Luo, if it were me today who were suggesting we break up, would you let me go?"
"..."
Jian Luo's eyes drooped, his answer had been long lodged in his heart.
No, of course not.
"So, how can you ask me to do something that you yourself have no power to? Jian Luo, what you're doing to me is cruel, what do you think I am?"
