As soon as his words fell, Lin FenXiang saw Yan Hansheng still, becoming almost lifeless for a solid second before returning to normal.
Finding his reaction a little comical, the Marquess looked away, not wanting to laugh at the musician.
After a moment of silence, just as Lin FenXiang wanted to change the topic to a more comfortable one, he heard Yan Hansheng speak in a faint tone.
“Do, do you wa-want to it be?“ Lin FenXiang choked slightly, putting a hand on his lips, he looked at Yan Hansheng, eyes slightly wide in surprise at the unexpected response.
Yan Hansheng returned his look with a slight quirk of his lips, a mirthful light flashing in his eyes.
Lin FenXiang shook his head, taking a deep breath. Sure enough, Yan Hansheng had learnt to tease back. It was somewhat funny, he mused absently.