She changed the way she sat cross-legged and explained to him the origin of the bruises.
Although it was a melancholy complaint, there was a cheerful expression on his face.
Zhou Ling couldn't help laughing, and the abdominal muscles exposed under Xiao Siyun's eyes and touched by her cotton swab also rose and fell.
Xiao Si applied the paint evenly several times until it was almost coated. He tugged at his clothes, indicating that it was done and he could put them down.
"Is it because your legs are too long? You're very tall, are you 1.7 meters tall?"
"Yeah! I'm 171cm."
Xiao Siyun's eyes lit up. She knew that she was tall and slender, and she was very proud of it.
"My family members are all very tall. My mom is almost 170cm tall, my dad is 182cm tall, and my two brothers are over 185cm tall."
She smiled triumphantly and confidently announced: "There is no short or ugly person in our family!"
"Hmm, I see. Good genes... Does my family have any requirements for... that boyfriend's height or looks?"
Zhou Ling licked his lips nervously and stumbled over the question that made his heart pound.
His eyes were filled with shyness and timidity, but he still mustered up the courage to look her straight in the face.
To be honest, it reminded me of what he said before: her action of patting the mat and telling him to sit down was like coaxing a puppy.
Only then did Xiao Siyun really feel that he was like a puppy with wet eyes wagging its tail and asking for snacks.
Xiao Siyun was stunned for a moment, looked at him for a moment, lowered his eyes and smiled for a moment, then said carefully:
"Well, of course she has to be good-looking, fair-skinned and well-mannered."
"Height... doesn't have to be taller than my second brother, it'd be best if I could be about the same height as my eldest brother, but I definitely have to be taller than my father!"
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