“You said yourself that you were my woman. Isn't it a little late to take it back now?” The indulgence in Zhang Anze's eyes mingled with his ever-composed manner of speaking, giving his words a rather haughty, tsundere edge.
“I haven't even entered the prince's residence yet, Your Highness. Aren't you rushing things a bit? Besides, isn't it a little unseemly for the Crown Prince to take his princess by force?” Lin Yuechu raised an eyebrow, looking smug, the smile never leaving her lips.
“Since when have you cared whether something is seemly?” Zhang Anze's smile widened. His eyes were full of the mischievous little girl grinning at him...
Lin Yuechu gazed into the man's deep eyes, her confusion mingling with a hint of delight. A jumble of feelings stirred in her heart...
“Is it you...?” Lin Yuechu's delight burst into tears in her eyes. Like a timid little deer cautiously gathering its courage to test the waters, she approached the man trembling, then pressed a shaky kiss to the space between his brows...