Ethan Hayes coughed lightly in embarrassment, with a faint blush appearing on his cheeks.
"Hmm..." Vivian pondered for a longer time this time around.
However, the more silent Vivian was, the faster Ethan's heart beat.
Seeing Vivian's eyebrows furrow tighter, Ethan couldn't help but cautiously ask, "Is it really that hard to compare?"
"Huh??" Vivian looked up and gave Ethan an apologetic smile, "It's not that, it's just that you two aren't the same type at all, which makes it hard to compare."
"Not the same type?" Ethan looked at her with some confusion.
"Yes, well, my brother is the kind of guy who wears glasses, is gentle and cultured, and has a warm smile." Vivian blinked and very seriously looked at Ethan, "But you, you're the kind of guy who's cool, not very talkative, somewhat aloof and proud, so it's hard to compare. It's like asking someone which is better, the heater in the winter or the air conditioner in the summer..."
"..."
Heater and air conditioner?
