"I'm a bad guy, and that makes you so happy?" Xu Chang'an's self-reflection was suddenly interrupted by Yun Qian's spellcasting. He was momentarily stunned, a bit amused, and confused.
"It does make me happy." Yun Qian tiptoed, but soon that trace of happiness completely vanished.
This was sweet talk, not the truth.
Because the person in front of her had never done anything truly bad.
However, even if it was just sweet talk, she liked it.
Xu Chang'an didn't quite understand, but he wasn't planning to enjoy the back-treading service from the lady. The guilt in his heart was hardly enjoyable... Moreover, after making such a scene, Yun Qian's interest likely diminished quite a bit.
"Forget it, I may as well get up and prepare dinner. Just in time... I'll take out the wine to let it chill," Xu Chang'an said and was about to stand up.
But surprisingly, a gentle force from his shoulder pushed him back down.
