Song Di was at a loss for words due to Ding Lan's comment. He was momentarily speechless, but after all, Song Di is a lawyer. He quickly regained his composure and retorted to Ding Lan, "Alright, if you like me wearing nothing, I can show you, you know."
Ding Lan widened her eyes, stared at Song Di for a while, and finally, it was her face that turned red.
She turned her head away again, not looking at Song Di, and snorted, "You show me, but I won't look."
"Then when you said you liked me wearing nothing, was it insincere? Or do you like me wearing nothing and doing something?"
"Song Di!" Ding Lan scolded coldly.
Song Di immediately straightened his face, and said appropriately, "Lanlan, let's not make a fuss. You tease me, I jest with you, it's not a good rhythm, don't you think?"
Song Di really wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to Ding Lan.
But Ding Lan seemed uninterested.
She snorted and ignored him.
Song Di had to shut up.
