Yuan Xuelan wanted to bite his tongue off the moment the words left his mouth. His heart was racing like a panicked mare. Why did he have to push his luck like this when Liu Sumeng was already being so kind and generous to him!?
And the moment held, suspended into an agonizing eternity, and yet, he, the damned fool couldn't even look away. How could he? When Liu Sumeng was as enchanting and as alluring as such.
So he stared like the dumb dog that he was, ready to swallow the rejection that his heart had no more capacity of taking.
Liu Sumeng's angled eyes suddenly turned soft, twisting Xuelan's already tangled guts. His thin lips quirked upward, "I will think about it."
Yuan Xuelan turned to stone.
Was it too far of an assumption to believe that he was being teased?
Was the Ivory Sword Saint leading him on?
'Just kiss him!' Huo Tang screeched loudly in his head.
