So this guy liked mature beauties like Miss Luo too

Wen Ce quickly looked away. "Miss Luo, actually, I only said that because Qin Yanran kept pressing me..."

Luo Lianqing applauded like a seal inside. Finally, a reaction.

In their few encounters, aside from the time he had picked up the wrong package, this was the first time she had seen such a noticeable shift in his emotions.

That instantly fired Luo Lianqing up. How could she be the only one to suffer social death!

"Oh? I thought you meant it." Today, she wore a short skirt with little white sneakers. The exposed length of her legs was fair and soft, and especially long.

She stretched her legs out in front of Wen Ce, deliberately putting curiosity into her voice. "Are my legs not long enough? You don't like them?"

Wen Ce glanced at them reflexively. Long, fair, and very beautiful.

"Or is my waist not slim enough? Hmm? My chest..." Her voice turned frustrated. "I'm actually only two years older than you. Maybe I'll even get a second growth spurt..."

"Miss Luo!" Wen Ce couldn't take it anymore. He raised his voice slightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here just now. I didn't mean to offend you, but I really didn't mean it that way..."

He sounded a little hesitant. "Given our relationship, discussing this here doesn't seem appropriate."

Maybe somewhere else would be fine.

Wen Ce was startled by the thought that flashed through his mind.

Luo Lianqing saw that not only were his ears red, but his face was starting to redden too.

She felt a little more satisfied.

Still, she leaned a little closer, greatly narrowing the distance between them.

Wen Ce realized that without heels, she came up to roughly his collarbone. At this height, he only had to lower his head to kiss her...

Wen Ce's gaze darkened a little as he watched her soft pink lips move, her voice very low. "We're even. You stop bringing up what happened before, and I won't bring up you saying you like me this time. How about that?"

Wen Ce instantly came to his senses a little. Why did she still remember what happened before?

He actually hadn't intended to bring it up again at all. No wonder she seemed so awkward every time they met. Was this the reason?

Wen Ce's gaze moved from those soft pink lips to those beautiful eyes.

He suddenly smiled and reached up to remove his glasses.

The gesture made Luo Lianqing pause. With his glasses off and no longer in the way, she could see Wen Ce's eyes clearly.

They were very gentle eyes.

Taking advantage of her momentary distraction, Wen Ce gave a soft chuckle. "All right. Deal."

He made no mention whatsoever of how what he had said earlier was really just an excuse to get away from Qin Yanran as quickly as possible.

Although Luo Lianqing had left a deep impression on him, and she really was his type, especially with those truly beautiful legs.

But at least from when they met until now, Wen Ce hadn't felt anything else for her.

He might have paid her a little too much attention, but it was still within normal bounds. There really wasn't anything else.

It was just that, seeing Luo Lianqing seemingly breathe a sigh of relief now, he breathed one too.

"Good, then. I'll head back. Goodbye, Wen Ce." Luo Lianqing smiled at him, then turned and left, humming a song.

Holding his glasses by the temple, Wen Ce squinted at her retreating figure as she slowly went downstairs, visibly happy.

Girls' thoughts really were hard to guess.

He glanced at his glasses and ran a hand over them. Looking at her through the lenses actually made her a little blurry.

As he was thinking, footsteps sounded nearby, and Wen Ce put his glasses back on.

Lin Fan and Liu Shumu came over, not expecting to spot Wen Ce right away, and quickly called out to him. "Little Wen."

Wen Ce looked over. "Hmm?"

Lin Fan clicked his tongue, ran over, and gave him a punch. "Did you make Qin Yanran cry?"

"Why do you ask?" Luo Lianqing's face from just now, along with those beautiful legs, was still flashing through Wen Ce's mind. Hearing Lin Fan's words, he looked at him.

Liu Shumu came over too. "She went back crying just now. Her friends were all gathered around asking her about it. She didn't say anything, but one of her roommates seemed to say she'd seen her chasing after you."

As he spoke, he glanced at him. "And now that we've found you here, I'm guessing it had something to do with you?"

Wen Ce murmured an acknowledgment and turned to head downstairs. "Nothing much. We talked about my type."

Lin Fan and Liu Shumu froze, exchanged a look, then hurried after him. "Wait, Little Wen, what's your type?"

"Not Qin Yanran's type, anyway."

"But we've never seen you like anyone, have we? It wouldn't hurt to give things a try with Qin Yanran. She's pretty..." Lin Fan lowered his voice. "A few guys in our class tried pursuing her before and got nowhere."

Liu Shumu nodded too. "Maybe familiarity will breed love, heh."

"Heh heh." Lin Fan looked as though he understood instantly. "Wood, you sure know how to use your adjectives."

The two exchanged a somewhat sleazy look.

Wen Ce merely glanced at them. "Don't make jokes like that."

Lin Fan sighed. "Our righteous friend, we're only running our mouths in front of you. But seriously, Qin Yanran really is a good catch. She's been getting a lot of votes in those department beauty and campus beauty polls on the forum lately too."

Wen Ce shook his head. "No. How can you give a relationship a try when you don't feel anything? It's no good for either person."

"Truly an innocent college boy!" Lin Fan sighed theatrically.

Liu Shumu, however, thought of something else. "Wang Meng's been canvassing votes for his girlfriend lately."

"Huh? His girlfriend's only a little above average. How did she even make the rankings..."

Wen Ce listened to them muttering about this without paying much attention.

Then he heard Lin Fan say, "It's got to be Teacher Luo. She's miles ahead."

Wen Ce turned to glance at him, then looked at the campus forum page on his phone. The first photo was of Luo Lianqing.

His gaze paused for an instant on the long legs clad in black stockings in the photo. So beautiful.

Seeing him looking at his phone screen, Lin Fan simply turned it around and held it up in front of him. "Teacher Luo's gorgeous, right? Apparently someone secretly took this when she attended some conference before. It's not very clear, but those proportions, those legs—absolutely incredible, boys."

For once, Wen Ce found himself agreeing.

Because although the picture was very blurry, he could still tell that her proportions were excellent.

Finally, when Wen Ce said goodbye to them, Lin Fan reminded him, "Remember to go on the forum and vote for my goddess. Thanks."

Wen Ce paused. "Who's your goddess?"

Liu Shumu rolled his eyes. "The goddess of basically more than half the guys here. Our Teacher Luo."

Lin Fan nodded immediately, looking perfectly justified. "Who likes mature beauties and doesn't like Teacher Luo? Right, Wen Ce?"

Wen Ce thought of Luo Lianqing's delicate little face as she leaned closer just now, along with those beautiful legs, and nodded honestly.

Then he said goodbye to them, turned, and left.

Left standing there, Lin Fan only snapped out of it after a while. "Wait, Wood! Did Little Wen just nod?"

Liu Shumu murmured, "He did."

"Holy shit! I always thought he was going to become a monk! So this guy liked mature beauties like Teacher Luo too!"