"Tian’ge?" Yu BingYan looked towards Ling Tian, "What’s wrong with you? Why are you putting on such a perverse smile? Are you ill?"
"Err…" Ling Tian snapped out of his daze and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before glaring at Yu BingYan, "Nonsense! How is this young noble perverse? Little lass, do not spout nonsense to ruin this young noble’s image."
Yu BingYan pursed her lips and mumbled, "You are at most only a few days older than me. Why do you always act like you are an old man and call me ‘little lass’? I am already turning seventeen! Right, Tian’ge, I have asked you this many times already; just how old are you?!"
Ling Tian twitched his lips, "Why are you asking about this? You just need to know that I am your Tian’ge. A little lass like you just likes these kinds of senseless nonsense. Am I not more talented than the other young nobles?"