Luo Ziling timely caught Yang Qingyin's mischievous hand and led her into the darkness.
"Senior Sister, have your family been pressuring you about anything lately? Any other movements?" Luo Ziling wrapped his arm around Yang Qingyin's shoulders and slowly walked forward.
Yang Qingyin came out wearing a hat, and big glasses were also an essential accessory, while Luo Ziling also wore a pair of glasses, so they weren't afraid of being recognized in the dark, and walking arm in arm without any reservations.
