She pictured Han Feng's perpetually calm and composed face, and the focused, almost fanatical gleam in his eyes when he was in the cockpit.
"Could it be that..."
Su Muxue said with some uncertainty, "he actually thinks rocks are prettier than you?"
Su Yunxi froze. She whipped her head around to stare at her sister in utter disbelief.
"Sis! Are you even my real sister?!
Why would you say something so crushing?"
Su Muxue sighed, rising to her feet. She walked over to her younger sister and straightened her slightly messy hair.
"What I mean is, a person like Han Feng has his mind completely focused on Cultivation and technology.
You can't expect him to stare at you like all those flies buzzing around you. That's impossible."
"So... you've been around him more. What kind of girls do you think he likes?"
Su Yunxi grabbed Su Muxue's arm, her eyes sparkling as she asked,
"The gentle type? Or the energetic type?
Or... the cool, sophisticated 'ice queen' type, like you, Sis?"
