"What are you thinking?" Ding Ancheng noticed Yi Roujing was lost in thought and lightly tapped her forehead.
"What do you think of Song Yiluo?" Yi Roujing asked softly.
"I don't know her well, so I can't judge her." Ding Ancheng frowned slightly, "But stay away from her, she's not the type for a deep connection, seems insincere."
Yi Roujing was shocked and widened her eyes, "You don't like her?"
Ding Ancheng raised his eyebrows, smiled coldly at Yi Roujing, causing her to shiver a bit and instinctively step back.
"Hehe, what's wrong with you?"
Ding Ancheng grabbed her and headed down a path into the nearby small woods.
"Hey, hey, where are we going..." Yi Roujing stumbled as she was pulled, then bumped into Ding Ancheng's embrace, only to have her lips swiftly sealed until her body weakened and breathing became difficult before Ding Ancheng released her.
