"I'm not serious!" Leng Yu Yan pushed him away.
At this moment, only by adopting a tough tone could she hide the panic inside her heart.
He wasn't holding her tightly, and with all her might, she actually managed to push him a step back.
Ye Yiheng lowered his eyes, his voice filled with sadness and loss, "It must be because I'm not handsome enough, Yanyan isn't moved by me, not even a bit of fondness to speak of."
Leng Yu Yan hadn't expected someone with an Immortal Appearance like him to say he wasn't handsome enough.
"It's not..."
"Yanyan keeping me by your side is nothing more than pity, plus that ridiculous trade."
His voice was low and lackluster, his languid tone combined with his discomfiture touched Leng Yu Yan's heart.
She quickly said, "That's not true, Your Highness is very handsome."
He slowly lifted his eyelids, "Really?"
She nodded earnestly, "Really!"
"But you don't like me."
