After all, she had just been confessed to and she still wasn't sure how to face him.
Prince Tieluo pulled the chair out for An Yeran. This was a routine of any prince, always pulling the chair out for the princess.
"Thank you," An Yeran said.
Tieluo stared at her with a soft smile, "My pleasure."
Having said that, he reached out to take her hand and bring it to his mouth for a kiss, but An Yeran retracted her hand immediately.
The prince seemed somewhat stunned, suspicious and discontented.
An Yeran responded with an awkward smile, "No, no need to be formal. You can be more casual, Prince."
To the prince, her words translated to not being overly formal.
Tieluo chuckled and his displeasure faded, "Alright, then I will be casual."
An Yeran also returned a polite smile.
But she didn't mean it.