Nancy stopped completely, only feeling an electric current from the top of her head to her limbs, and her heart was throbbing.
She looked back at the man, pretending to be free and easy, and teased, "I have to say, you still know how to flirt, but I am already immune, please let me go."
This man was used to this kind of ambiguity, saying some specious things, and when she was deeply involved, he picked himself up completely, making her cry.
No matter how tempted she was, no matter how much she liked him, she wouldn't commit the act of pretending to be sentimental.
She would rather miss all the wavering, ambiguous, and unclear love!
"Yeah, that's a pity..."
Keith was like an experienced hunter, he was sure that Nancy was just pretending and would not be willing to leave.