"Then what type do you like?" Bai Xiao asked her in a good-tempered manner."Tell me today ..."
Lu Kaixin was silent for a moment before he said,""He's not my type. "
After thinking about it, she couldn't come up with a reason. There was no special rule in her heart, nor was there a special model. It was just that the more she got along with Bai Xiao, the more she realized that he was about to become that model.
This did not seem to be a good sign.
No matter how she looked at it, Bai Xiao's type didn't seem like a good boyfriend.
It was also far from the image of her future boyfriend that she had originally set.
Bai Xiao didn't say anything, but his slender fingers slid down her jaw, and then slowly moved down, past her neck and collarbone.
A strange numbing feeling followed his movements and spread throughout his body.