Xuan Han heaved a deep sigh, still holding Ling Yue in his arms. He remembered the kiss and how he had not resisted. Instead, he let Ling Yue kiss him and kissed him back, forgetting the oath he had shared with Feng Lan.
He did not regret the kiss, even though it was forbidden. He truly regretted that Ling Yue would think the one he kissed had been Han Junhui and not him.
That was the price he had to pay for lying. He couldn't help but imagine how Ling Yue would feel once he found out that the one he had kissed, had been Xuan han and not Han Junhui.
Would his hatred for him grow?
A moment later, Wei Jin appeared from behind the screen.
"I have set the bath and poured the heat suppressant liquid. Will you need help carrying him?" he asked as he moved closer to Ling Yue, bending to carry him, but he stopped when Xuan Han raised a hand."Alright."
