Audrey was very warm to her, and Winnie could feel it.

She looked at Audrey with an awkward expression, then she secretly glanced at Harold.

"I..." Winnie clenched her fists and replied nervously, "I'm still a student. I want to focus on my studies, and ... I never thought about dating, so..."

What a pure heart.

However, when Winnie stole a glance at Harold just now, Audrey saw everything.

"You haven't thought about dating for the time being, but that doesn't mean that you won't be dating in the future. During the school days, anyone has their ideal type, such as the active type, the cold type, the warm type, and so on. For example, those who like big eyes, big eyes, tall nose, cute mouth, and beautiful hands." Audrey threw out a few words.

Winnie didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Winnie's uneasiness, Harold asked in annoyance.

"Audrey, what's your ideal type in school?"

"Of course I like..." Audrey felt the atmosphere in the car suddenly drop, and the center of the pressure was Bryson, who was beside her, causing her voice to stop.

That was close. She almost blurted it out.

It was a trap.

Harold was tricking her.

Audrey changed the way she spoke. "Of course, I like the cold type, just like Bryson."

Harold rolled his eyes.

He could tell that this was not the answer his sister wanted to say.

knew Audrey couldn't say

felt the suffocating pressure disappear and her heart relaxed a

to ask Winnie. "So,

and said

You can tell me. Perhaps in the future,

who was standing next to her, and boldly said,

and teased with a smile, "Isn't it

Winnie blushed even more.

and warned Audrey,

problem with what I said? I was just guessing the type Winnie likes.

Harold was speechless.

continued to ask Winnie with

Winnie didn't say anything.

She just blushed.

too shameful. How was she supposed

wouldn't that be equivalent to confessing to Harold? If she didn't answer, would that make Harold

so entangled that

that Winnie was awkward, Audrey stopped teasing

tease you anymore. However, looking at your expression, I know your answer. Now..." Audrey shifted her gaze to Harold. "It's your turn, Harold. What

at Harold cautiously, her heart thumping as

what kind of answer

can you stop joking

a chit-chat. Why are you

to answer

leaned on the back of the chair and smiled.

Harold was speechless.

this question and the one just now? Wasn't he still

Bryson focused on driving and did

asked Bryson for help, Bryson would not help him. Bryson doted on his sister and he might

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