"I don't have any prejudice against Xu Siyi. It's just... not very suitable."
Jiang Chen added an explanation.
"Yeah, it's indeed not very suitable."
Li Shuru wasn't displeased, "Si Yi wouldn't agree to it either. She doesn't like Li Shao's type."
"Then what type does she like?"
Jiang Chen tilted his head.
Two pairs of eyes met at a close distance.
Their noses almost touched.
"You don't know what type she likes?"
"How could I possibly know?"
"She likes someone dashing, eloquent, romantic, and sophisticated."
Li Shuru's delicate fingers moved, stopping at a small bump on someone's chest, then teasing playfully.
"Why do I feel like you're talking about me? I'm even more unsuited for her."
With this counterattack, Li Shuru was caught off guard. She pinched the little bump.
"Finally exposed, aren't you? Insatiable. Do you still have the energy?"
"Never underestimate me."
