Yue Qinghuan smiled, her smile full of admiration.
"Do you know what I like most about you?"
A girl of such exceptional beauty saying she likes a man—these words are enough to make one's heart race.
But Xue An was not moved at all and simply said, "You should know that I'm immune to your little tricks, so... please get to the point!"
Yue Qinghuan was so annoyed by Xue An's attitude that her teeth itched, but soon she felt relieved. "What I like most is your rare calmness and clarity."
As she spoke, Yue Qinghuan raised her two remarkably long legs, burying her whole body into the thick sofa back and looked up at the starry sky, speaking softly.
"It looks like you won this battle, but it was all based on a highly unlikely sudden event. Without the intervention of the aura from An Yan, even you would have failed. Can you admit this?"
