His shamelessness was astounding, yet Mi Yao couldn't remain as calm and composed as he was. "Alright, let's head back to our room first."
Huangfu Jianchen raised an eyebrow, "Not planning to visit Young Master Fan Nuo? He was injured while saving you. His affection is indeed profound."
Why was he being so sarcastic?
Mi Yao's eyes lit up, and she sweetly ran over to grab his sleeve, then whispered, "Honey, are you jealous again?"
The man simply snorted coldly.
"Oh, honey, I think you're really overthinking it. Young Master Fan Nuo is an 'Immortal' without desires or emotions. He saved me merely as a friend. Do you think he likes me? Impossible, you really think too much!" Mi Yao said confidently, batting her eyes.
Huangfu Jianchen looked at her innocent expression and inwardly scoffed. It wasn't that he was overthinking; it was that she was underthinking. Fan Nuo had feelings for her!
He reached out, squeezing her cheek hard, "You better behave, or you'll see!"
