Xu Li's Type

Xu Li was caught off guard and was dragged away by Meng Qingqing. When she saw Lu Peian, Meng Qingqing suddenly turned around and pushed Xu Li.

Xu Li bumped into Lu Peian, who had turned around at the sound!

Lu Peian subconsciously held Xu Li's arm. After she steadied herself, he let go politely and took two steps back to put some distance between them.

Xu Li stood still. "I'm sorry, and thank you…" She turned around and looked at Meng Qingqing. Meng Qingqing looked innocent. "Oh, Xu Li, why are you walking so carelessly?"

Xu Li walked over, grabbed Meng Qingqing's wrist, and whispered, "I'll deal with you later!"

Lu Peian looked up and glanced at Xu Li and Meng Qingqing. He moved past them and continued to walk out of the school calmly.

Meng Qingqing grabbed Xu Li's hand and asked curiously, "How was it? How did you feel?"

"It felt like…" Xu Li dragged out the last word. Under Meng Qingqing's expectant gaze, she clenched her fists. "It felt like you're done for today!"

Meng Qingqing saw that the situation was not right and ran away. However, before she could take more than two steps, Xu Li grabbed the back of her neck. She immediately cowered. "Xu Li, my dear Li Li, I was wrong… I was wrong…"

Xu Li let go of her with a look of disgust. "Meng Qingqing, you only know how to disgust me, don't you?"

Meng Qingqing chuckled and put her arm around Xu Li's shoulder again. "To be honest, how's the new top student in your grade? He's now the publicly acknowledged God of Studies in the entire school! He's a big shot!"

Ever since the results of the mid-term exam were released, Lu Peian's name as the God of Studies had spread.

Xu Li thought about it seriously and commented fairly, "He's good-looking and quite a gentleman."

Meng Qingqing was instantly bored. "Who asked you this? I'm asking if you have any thoughts about him." At this age, students were curious about love.

Xu Li raised her eyebrows, pretending to be puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Meng Qingqing winked. "You know what I mean. Didn't you say before that you like this type…"

Xu Li did not reply. With one hand in her pocket, she walked forward casually. She seemed to have discussed with Meng Qingqing the ideal type of man. What did she say back then? He should be handsome and more than 1.8 meters tall? His grades had to be better than hers. He was a gentleman and polite. He could not quarrel with her. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and hit him. She would have to compensate him for crippling him…

Meng Qingqing pushed Xu Li and urged, "How is it? Do you remember?"

Xu Li yawned and hummed. "I was just spouting nonsense." She was not lying. She was really spouting nonsense. After all, she was quite picky and had no interest in boys.

"Don't." Meng Qingqing ran to Xu Li, turned around, and walked backward. "It's not easy to find someone who meets your requirements. How can you say that it's just nonsense?"

Xu Li said, "Don't forget, he's the culprit who made me copy the text ten times."

Meng Qingqing said, "It's okay. Even if you don't copy it this time, you have to copy it next time. Old Zhang won't let you off!"

Xu Li was speechless. She looked at Meng Qingqing speechlessly. "So you were captured by Lu Peian's face, right?" She could even say such shameless quibbles!

Meng Qingqing chuckled. "You make it sound like you don't like handsome men." She and Xu Li were the same kind of people, but Meng Qingqing simply liked to look at handsome men. However, Xu Li was different. She was obsessed with collarbones and liked boys with good collarbones. She also liked boys with good hands and good ankles. As for their face, she did not have as high expectations as Meng Qingqing.

Xu Li did not refute Meng Qingqing's words. After all, what she said was the truth.

At the mention of good-looking boys, Meng Qingqing ran to Xu Li's side. She took out her phone and searched through the photo album. Then, she found a picture. "Let me show you this. He's the most handsome guy in the vocational high school next door. He's super handsome!"

Xu Li glanced at the photo. It was a casual photo. The young man was wearing an ordinary white short-sleeved shirt and black pants. His hair was hanging in front of his forehead and he looked unrestrained. His skin was a healthy tan. His eyes were long and narrow, his nose bridge was high, and his lips were full and beautiful. However, the corners of his lips were down. He looked a little dispirited.

"He's quite handsome," Xu Li commented. "But he's not my type."

Meng Qingqing put her phone away and put it back in her pocket. She held Xu Li's arm and jumped around. "That's right. He's not my type either. By the way, when will your father be back?"