"No," Ye Xi'an said, pointing first at Ji Jiangci and then at herself. "It should be that you are mine."
Ji Jiangci understood her words, and his eyes darkened. Several slender vines sprouted from his roots, quietly winding their way up Ye Xi'an’s ankles and wrapping around her calves. "If I am yours, then you must give me something in return."
Ye Xi'an was stunned. She was destitute—she couldn't use her spiritual power, and her storage space was gone. What could she possibly give him?
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