"Do you like black stockings or JK uniforms?"
"Can I like both?"
"Oh, oh, I get it!"
On the bus, Lin Xun closed the chat app on his soul communicator and raised an eyebrow slightly.
What a question.
Of course he wanted them all!
Meanwhile, the girl disguised as a boy also closed her soul communicator, secretly smiling to herself.
"This guy really is a bottom. He likes wearing both black stockings and JK uniforms."
So this was what Lin Xun was like—he preferred these sorts of styles and was not picky at all. Black stockings, JK uniforms—he welcomed them all.
So did that mean...
He leaned more toward being soft and submissive?
The girl lowered her eyes, her long lashes fluttering faintly as a bold yet shy thought suddenly surfaced in her heart.
If he was willing to be the bottom, then was she fully qualified to be the top?
The bus traveled steadily along Eastsea City's main road. Outside the windows were streets cleaned spotless after the typhoon had passed, while the leaves of the plane trees gleamed a vivid green after being washed by wind and rain.
The seven members of Zero Class sat scattered throughout the bus. Wu Siduo had claimed the entire back row, dozing by the window with her reddish-brown ponytail lopsided to one side.
Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi sat in front of her, quietly discussing ways to improve their previous Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Xie Xie sat near the front, holding a paper bag as he gnawed on meat buns, his mouth glistening with grease.
Tang Wulin sat beside him with a blacksmith's handbook spread across her lap, reading with rapt attention and occasionally glancing out the window.
Gu Yue sat on the aisle seat, flipping through an ancient book borrowed from