Qiao Mo panicked, sobbing out loud, "Wuwu... Don't throw me down..."
His movements paused slightly, and she clung tightly to his neck, nuzzling continuously into his arms, choking, "Wuwu... Fu Nancheng, I'm scared..."
His heart softened, and his tone eased a bit, "Still looking for the ring?"
Qiao Mo's tears kept falling on his shoulder, biting her lip and refusing to speak.
His gaze instantly turned cold again, "Speak."
Qiao Mo's tears flowed even more fiercely, yet she still wouldn't relent.
Fu Nancheng's face turned cold, and he pried her hand away, actually throwing her down!
With a splash, Qiao Mo was instantly submerged in the icy seawater again, immediately floundering.
The water wasn't deep, but she couldn't quite explain why, she felt an overwhelming fear for no reason.
He frowned watching her, waited a few seconds, ultimately couldn't bear it, and reached out to pull her up again.
