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.
However, he knew Audrey couldn't say something else.
Audrey felt the suffocating pressure disappear and her heart relaxed a bit.
Audrey heaved a sigh of relief and continued to ask Winnie. "So, what type do you like?"
Winnie murmured and said nothing.
"It's just a casual chat. You can tell me. Perhaps in the future, I can help you find the type of boys you like."
Winnie glanced at Harold, who was standing next to her, and boldly said, "I like sunny, calm, and talented boys."
Audrey glanced at the blush on Winnie's face and teased with a smile, "Isn't it Harold? My brother happens to meet your requirements."
Winnie blushed even more.
Harold frowned and warned Audrey, "Audrey!"
"What's wrong?" Audrey looked innocent. "Is there a problem with what I said? I was just guessing the type Winnie likes. Why are you so excited?"
Harold was speechless.
Audrey rubbed her chin and continued to ask Winnie with interest, "So, Winnie, do you like boys like Harold?"
Winnie didn't say anything.
She just blushed.
The question was too shameful. How was she supposed to answer it?
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