"Your Highness, uhm..."
Leng Yu Yan desperately blinked, hoping the person up close could understand the meaning in her eyes.
However, the hand on her waist tightened instantly, the force on her lips only intensified instead of subsiding.
It was early evening and still bright. Their kiss, witnessed by the bustling servants of the Prince Mansion, made Leng Yu Yan quite embarrassed.
It was she who had initiated it by climbing up his neck, so she couldn't blame him.
She even wondered whether he knew that her actions just then were meant to infuriate Yu Yinglei.
Either way, their current actions would anger Yu Yinglei and, if seen by her elder brother, would probably infuriate him as well.
The servants of the Prince Mansion were well-trained; those close by pursed their lips into smiles and turned away, while those further away walked around them.