Ding Lan frowned, "Why are you so close to me?"
Song Di's breath hitched, and he didn't speak.
Ding Lan took a small step back, looked at Song Di's face, and said, "Song Di, do you have some kind of problem in that department?"
Song Di: "..."
This girl's mouth was simply too damaging.
If he had problems in that area, the Song Family would be doomed in the future.
"Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem in that department for me," Song Di finally gritted out.
Ding Lan blinked her bleary eyes, "If you don't have a problem, why tell me?"
Song Di: "..."
Both of them stared at each other, one set of eyes wide, the other narrow.
Song Di's gaze roamed over Ding Lan's face.
Ding Lan's gaze also swept back and forth across Song Di's face, finally settling on his eyes.
His eyes indeed were very dark and bright, almost as if they were on fire.
She seemed to see her own reflection within them, so clear and visible, so intoxicated, her cheeks flushed.
