Walking with his head down in the neighborhood, Jiang Cheng quietly contemplated his future plans. As he was walking, he suddenly bumped into a soft object.
In the Ten Thousand Realms, everything feels real with 100% simulation. So when Jiang Cheng bumped into something, he immediately realized it. But because he was so absorbed in his thoughts, his brain short-circuited for a moment. Without understanding why, he instinctively raised his hand to push away the object in front of him, but the moment he touched it, Jiang Cheng froze.
So soft, was Jiang Cheng's first impression.
"Comfortable?" a cold voice asked faintly.
"Not bad, a bit small." Somehow, this was what Jiang Cheng blurted out. "Aren't you going to let go?" the person continued, clearly suppressing their anger.
