Ning Xuan dismissed the Little Dragon, then pinched Yun Han's face and teased, "Even with this disguise, you're still turning heads. How can I possibly rest easy?"
Not to be outdone, Yun Han caressed Ning Xuan's face in return. "Xuanyuan, you have a long, fake scar on your face, but aren't people still flocking to you all the same? Hua Shangnan is decent-looking, and he was so forward with you. Aren't you even a little interested in him?"
"We haven't seen each other for a few months, and you've certainly gotten bold. Have you forgotten your place?" Ning Xuan asked, giving Yun Han a faint smile.
"If my Lord Contract Master allows it, I could be even bolder." Yun Han tentatively rested his head against Ning Xuan, his hand reaching out to touch her.
The next moment, he was flung through the air. His vision blurred, and with a THUD, Ning Xuan tossed him onto the bed.
