Yelu Yan responded haughtily, with a silent huff.
Li Xianyun was busy petting the cat and did not pay much attention.
Afterwards, Yelu Yan said several more things to Li Xianyun, who just responded with noncommittal "Mm-hmms" or briefly with a few words; sometimes she would look at him with a clueless expression, "Husband, what did you just say?"
At this moment, there was none of the sweet affection that was present between the sheets; once used, she'd discard him, put on her clothes, and act as if she didn't recognize him, which was infuriating to no end.
Yelu Yan could foresee with a sinking heart what it would look like if Li Xianyun ever fell out of love one day.
It angered him so much that he really wanted to give the damn cat away.
But he ultimately held back.
His woman would act fiercely adorable when angry, which was cute, but if she genuinely got mad, no amount of coaxing would catch her attention, and it was enough to drive him crazy.
