He quickly withdrew his extended finger and stepped back under the eaves, trying to calm his mind.
In the past, their relationship had gone unspoken, and he had thought that Qi Yue treated him as a brother, so he always maintained the proprieties between men and women.
But now...
Zhao Xiyan thought of Qi Yue's shy, smiling face and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
Now that the two of them were mutually in love, he found it a bit hard to control himself.
More importantly, he didn't want to control himself anymore.
After all, he was a normal man in his twenties.
In Capital City, men of his age, which one of them hadn't married and fathered children, or at the very least, had a whole bunch of concubines and maids?
As for him, he had been alone, cool and unattached for so many years, wasn't he just waiting for Qi Yue?
Thinking of this, he felt that it would be best to get married right away.