Yelu Yan opened his mouth wanting to explain, but was interrupted by Li Xianyun.
Li Xianyun, thinking she was being considerate, said, "You don't need to feel responsible to me. Just now when you kissed me, I kissed you back. I haven't suffered a loss."
The feeling of being kissed by him was actually quite pleasant.
She paused for a moment, then said, "Khan, let's pretend nothing happened today."
Li Xianyun felt like she was one of those heartless women who kiss someone and then shirk responsibility.
"This Khan..."
Yelu Yan tried to speak, but again was interrupted by Li Xianyun, "Khan, I am tired, I will go back and rest first."
Without waiting for him to respond, Li Xianyun turned and walked toward the side hall.
Yelu Yan stretched out his hand wanting to call her back, but the girl walked so fast that she couldn't be stopped.
He could only clutch at the air with his hand and then let it drop.
How could he possibly pretend that nothing happened today?
